killing time

To Others-

Watching them, it appears as though the two were dancing around each other, aware of each other toes or playing the same game. Not against each other, or themselves, not a team sport or idle play, just for fun.

No, for mastery. To have won. To be declared-a winner-as if always applicable. It does sometimes. When one has won, over another, they are familiar with the feeling, as though it were the same as before.

The two were not competing, not against each other, occupied in their own two feats.

It was a race against Time.

It was attempted murder somewhere along the way, a second-degree homicidal revenge, an all out assault waged on time, two against eternity, injustice in exchange for all the lives taken by the monster T.

In stead, in lieu of, making more with what they had around, they bet it all, waged what they thought was the same war, fore time,

She was trying to save Time, he was busy killing it. There was none left over for playing games together.