Ryobi's Loft

…the following morning at Ryobi’s loft


Khatrelli and Bhodee walked in through the slightly opened door and see Ryobi leaning towards inside his fridge.

“Dude, where did you get those slashes?” Bhodee questioned looking at Ryobi’s scratched up back.

Ryobi standing up quickly realizing he had no shirt on and turned around sheepishly.

“Dude, you’re a priest, why didn’t you heal yourself? Trelli asked.

“Dude, you’re asking why he didn’t heal himself and not ask…where did those slashes came from?” Bhodee questioned again.

Ryobi just shrugged and looked towards his bedroom when they all heard a whipping sound.

“Dude, you just didn’t…” Bhodee asked with his eyes popped out.

“Wait, did he just do what I think he just did…” Trelli asked more to himself than to anyone.

Bhodee and Trelli just busted up and fell rolling on the floor laughing their asses off.

“Dude, if Cäriñä finds out about this…” Ryobi pleaded all of a sudden.

“Don’t you ever learn? Trelli gasped still laughing.

“Don’t you know what’s coming once she finds out? Bhodee inhaled like he had asthma.

“It did crossed mind…afterwards.” Ryobi shuddered at the thought.

“How in the hell did you pull this off? Bhodee recovered as he stood up.

“Well you know…I have my ways.” Ryobi flexed to himself.

Bhodee and Trelli looking at him not convinced.

“I’m charming…and you know, I do have mind control.” Ryobi saying with a straight face.

“Oh” Bhodee and Trelli said in unison looking at each other.


to be continued…