Having made his point, the short young man turns around to face his teammates, teasing them with a playful wink and grin "Looks like we have to expand the Harem by two members".
Having a kind smile, Dulladnne giggles, she likes how bold and forward Dackör is.
Meanwhile, Zwïsha cross her arm, rolling her yellow golden eyes in annoyance "Is there any need for you to say it like that?".
"Obviously Choco Cheeks"; Reveals the short young man "Otherwise I could never see that sexily mad expression you are putting in this very moment".
The dark chocolate woman sighs loudly, noticing the piercing glare Dackör has over the Lady's mouth, inquiring dimly upset with a bit of exasperation "Now what?!".
"Nothing bad Choco Cheeks, your amethyst lips look extremly kissable".
Zwïsha rolls her eyes again, as Dulladnne giggles too "My Lord, you should stop teasing her, or we are not going to make any progress".
"Haha, True".
Analyzing the situation, it is easy to discern that there are teams that have already integrated, moving in more than one direction.
{I guess everyone realized by now that we are on a site with an hexagonal perimeter or layout, which could explain why we were attacked by six waves of those Fur Ball Pests}
In a unanimous and surprisingly orderly manner; Each person without companions or an stablished team, approaches each other, creating a sort of market, where, figuratively, they sell or promote themselves.
This is partially unnecessary, since there are a limited number of Participants, and everyone will have to be part of a team, whether they like it or not.
"So… , Are you serious about only accepting Women in the team?"; Zwïsha's question and concern is not unfounded.
Men tend to be more adaptable than Women, and there is always present the size and strength difference.
The former is more noticeable on the short young man, as his height is seven and a half Feet.
Nevertheless, Dackör's strength is not low, on the contrary, it is abnormally high for someone with his small dimensions.
After all, the vehicle he drives, the Vexaryon V-X-N, is a Dame with really high weight, and Dackör can manhandle her with relative ease.
"Of course Choco Cheeks, Or do you want to protect your beautiful body from the libidinous grasp of one more predator?"; The warning underneath the playful joke is understood by the two Females.
Most of the Participants present may come from Karmdaris, or even from a small reduced area.
Having acquaintances or simply being aware of the behavior of certain individuals that lived in their vicinities.
However, nothing guarantees that they do not have bad intentions; As the saying goes, "We can see each other faces, we do not know about their hearts".
"Why are you so distrustful?"; Zwïsha asks, to which Dackör replies "It is not that I am distrustful Choco Cheeks, it is simply because of practicality, I don't want to pick someone on my team, if I am going to have the necessitie to kick them out, One way or another".
The Ladies comprehend the short young man's approach, as his mind has already switched to the new reality all of them have to deal with.
"Let's choose someone who has various types of knowledge or is quiet"; Say Dulladnne, showing her maturity while stating her preferences "I prefer to not interact with the Bratty Girly attitude most City Ladys tend to have".
"You don't look like a Country Woman, especially with your attire"; Say Zwïsha with a bit of surprise.
Dulladnne has a lighter tone "This Outfit is an idea from my closest friend, I can't see her in person due to her busy schedule as a Model, still, she makes a video call every day without failing a single day since her career started".
{That doesn't sound like a good friend, more like a toxic Girlfriend…}
"What about you Zwïsha?, What kind of person would you like to have on the Team?".
"I am not sure, I don't like to choose blindly, but the Random mentioned in the golden message ensures we don't know what are we going to do, Right?, So every person is as good and bad as anyone else".
Dackör signals a certain person "In that case, What about her?".
The young lady has long hair that cascades harmoniously with a bone tonality, her irises have a similar but darker shade, which contrast enormously with the vibrant blue hue of her skin.
"She looks like a quiet and demure young lady"; Mentions Dulladnne already accepting the future member of the team.
"She is"; Acknowledge Dackör "Although the quiet part, I suppose, is due to the situation, even so, she is the third best grade in my Vocational School".
"What about the other two first places?".
"You already know them Choco Cheeks, Zedyar Gadryon is second place".
{Forever second I guess…)
"Guillderon Rujeithdgge is first place".
"What about you My Lord?".
"I am Sixth Place, My Knightess, but only because I am not an asshole, the fourth and fifth places are twins, they need the economic incentive to support their family, basically what Guillderon does, only they barely reach the end of each month just because of that help"; Dackör remarks with a serious intonation.
"I see, I moved two days ago, so I wasn't familiarized with the other students, I transferred to the Vocational School, and I was going to resume my studies at the end of the weekend"; Zwïsha's confession comes with a light regret, as such scenario may never happen.
Shrugging off her thoughts, the dark chocolate woman agrees with the election, walking along her Teammates to abord the young lady.
Of course, Guillderon and company approach, wanting to meddle in Dackör's affairs.
"She is on my Team Hummingbird"; Say Morgan confidently as he steps in between.
"I am not, leave me alone".
Jason, the slender grey skinned young man rises his voice "That is not possible Áirina, and you know it, everyone needs to have a Team, and is better if we stay together, as the Classmates we are".
Dackör's reaction at being called Hummingbird is slightly extreme, advancing fastly as he launches a straight kick at Morgan's stomach.
The force of the impact performed by the short young man is excessively high, knocking the wind out of Morgan's lungs, while the poor young man writhes in pain after falling over the neon green grass.
"The gang of cowards is accurate with their assessment"; Comments Dackör turning to observe the stupefied young lady "Áirina, a Team is mandatory, and I want you to be part of mine".
"Why do you want me?".
The question could be valid, except that most of the bystanders are aware of Áirina's value, her "Intellectual prowess".
While she is the third place in the overall Score in the Vocational School, that is because she can surpass the Physical capacity of Zedyar and Guillderon.
Both Youngsters are basically peak athletes, making impossible for the young lady to reclaim her rightful spot as the highest Score in their Vocational School.
"You have to ask?"; Inquires Dackör with amusement, he really doesn't care about how smart Áirina is, he simply wants a Female Teammate that is not going to be baggage.
And the young lady is more than capable of taking care of herself.
Áirina remains silent, serious and almost upset, something that changes with Jason's phrase "He wants to Fuck You!, A meat hole to pour semen in it, Áirina, that is all you are for the Hummingbird".
The young lady eyes widen dimly, yet, they return rapidly to normalcy.
With similar speed, Dackör's throw a precise kick to Jason's chest, knocking him down "I don't like being called Hummingbird, but the Bootlicker of Jason is not entirely wrong, I do want to Fuck You Áirina"…