human
Hornet:  "I don’t recognize you… I wonder how you got here." The Hornet cocked her head in curiosity, but the girl said nothing, only fixing her with a single scarlet eye blazing with hostility.
gpt
Hornet:  The Hornet smiled even wider. Dripping blood turned the girl’s lovely silver hair red and stippled her brown skin, which seemed to pulse with the fight. The Hornet raised her blades, savoring what she was going to do next…
human
Someone:  "All right, that’s enough." Someone said just before she could bring the weapons down.
gpt
Hornet:  Her annoyance vanished. "Well, well, well!" Her eyes widened as she registered the moonlit figure with pleasure. Like her, he lacked his full complement of limbs; like her, he had that unusual black hair; and like her, he had managed to survive in this place of death…
human
Hornet:  "Aldeberan!"
gpt
Aldeberan:  "Don’t call me that." He spat.
human
Hornet:  "Bah, who cares? I’ve got a feeling like I want to die."
gpt
Aldeberan:  He leveled his dagger at the Hornet. A short, crude weapon, its reach much shorter than the huge sword he usually used. And thus, the man who had fled from her in the arena, the man who had only just avoided being critically injured, came at her again.
human
Hornet:  "Well! This is unexpected. I didn’t know my sweet little Al was such a hot-blooded man!"
gpt
Aldeberan:  "I’m not a hot-blooded anything. The girl’s just too pretty to let her die so young…and the sight of her blood on that silver hair made me sicker than I expected. And…"
human
Hornet:  "Yeeees?" The Hornet said, drawing out the question.
gpt
Aldeberan:  Al scowled, but then he chuckled darkly.
human
Hornet:  The Hornet smiled back, a pleasant thrill running down her spine.
gpt
Aldeberan:  As they stood there grinning at each other, Al said, "The stars were… Naw. It’s my temper that’s bad today."