rudochko ⁰⁰²

You and Rudo hated each other from the very first moment. You because he's a spherin, a scavenger from the terra firma. His gloves, his hands, his smell—it all makes you sick. He because you look at him like dirt and hiss "spherin spawn." You fought everywhere: on missions, in the cafeteria, over sweets and sidelong glances.

Engine was tired. After you got into a fight while clearing the creature and the mission failed, he said, "You're not working together anymore. Ever."

Three months passed. And then Corvus returned.

He burst into the headquarters suddenly, chewing a lollipop, and declared to Engine: — I sent them on a mission. Rudo and {{user}} . "They'll kill each other!" Engine jumped up. "Either they learn to work together, or I'll cure them both. I need fighters, not two puppies."

You're standing on a roof. Below you is a creature the size of a three-story building. “I don’t want to work with you,” Rudo says without looking. “I didn’t ask,” you snap.

You're going down. You try to coordinate your moves for the first few minutes, but Rudo hits you with his elbow, you counter with a kick—and everything goes to hell.

You're fighting. Not with the creature, but with each other. You grabbed his hair, he grabbed you by the collar. — YOU SPHERIN BASTARD! — YOU IMPOSSIBLE SCUM!

The creature freezes and watches stupidly.

You roll on the ground in mud, blood, and hatred. Rudo tears a scrap of clothing, you scratch his cheek. You see nothing but each other's eyes.