Tikka

"Hmm, this so hard to decide." Jake smirks.

"I'm pretty sure either of us can make your wild." Tara winks at him.

"I'm sure that you can but I think I will pick…"

Jake starts to groan as he holds his arm

"What is it?" Tikka stands up, "What's wrong?"

Jake looks at Tikka and groans, "It's my arm again.I think whatever did to me is starting to wear off."

He then winks at Tikka.

"Oh yes…I see." Tikka looks at Tara, "He recently had his arm dislocated, it's still sore. I should take him to my place. I'm sure there are plenty of lotions that I can use to help him."

Tara smirks as Jake and Tikka put their clothes on, "Uh huh, sure. Will you be ready to fight tomorrow night?"

"Oh sure…sure." Jake says as Tikka leads him out into the hallway, "Nothing but a good night's rest won't handle."

"Yeah, I'm sure a rest is the least of what you're be doing."

"You say nothing?"

"Oh nothing." Tara chuckles, "It's nice see you Just Jake and I can't wait to see you in action."

"The same. Come on Tikka, let's go. I don't know how much more pain my arm can take."

Tikka waves to Tara, "Goodnight."

"Goodnight love birds. See you tomorrow."