Tetradore's insistence that Alicia be allowed to come is met with little more than an irritable snort from the shaggy-haired deviant, dark eyes narrowed momentarily upon his companion before he simply turns away, muttering beneath his breath all the same and yet unwilling to argue directly tonight- his mind far more readily taken with the sound from below. Alicia moves hurriedly to wrap her arms around Tobi's own, clinging to the gangly boy for fear of the darkness as Tetra moves to lead the way down and into the hull of the ship, the place the pair have been content to use as a garage and storage space of sorts. The ships hull is perhaps one of the gangly Leopard's more preferred places. It is large, open, quiet, the boy often content to join Tetradore on one of the rare days in which the pair are left with each others company alone and the panther chooses to tinker with the car, Tobias content to 'assist' by lying himself across the front seats of their Lamborghini. Tetradore is rarely given to conversation and in turn Tobias is pleased to exist without it, the pair more often than not perfectly satisfied with such a situation. Tetra permits his company and in that alone the boy is pleased. Tonight however the Leopard merely strains his senses against the darkness, the soft, scraping noise far louder beneath the main floor as they reach the bottom of the stairs and Alicia clings only tighter to him- her lingering affections for Tobias a continued source of Raven's disdain and yet truly the Leopard remained wholly oblivious to such a thing as he pauses beside Tetra.

"What is....that?"

He moves to point abruptly, fractured words quieter, offered to Tetra alone as he points towards the far end of the hull and the softly flickering, glowing light that seems to spin- before abruptly heading toward them. Alicia's grip only tightens upon him, the girl moving to place herself firmly between the two men, pushing Tetradore forward slightly, her voice shaking.

I knew there were ghosts! You see these things on TV but you don't believe them, it's one of those vengeful spirits, it's probably that bear you killed, this is how we die, cursed by a fire demon- do something Tetradore! Send Tobi at it, throw holy water at it- no Tobi!

The woman's outpouring of nervous words has done little more than irritate the boy, his patience for such things notoriously short lived, he does not understand her words, much less appreciate them and as such he simply hears an irritable noise. One hand reaches smoothly to grasp the handle of the frying pan Alicia still clutches, wrenching it firmly from her grip before striding forward with an irritable snarl- hurling the handle into the darkness and directly towards the 'fire spirit'. There is little the boy fears in any capacity- his mind unable to fully comprehend 'spirits' in any sense of the word and as such he simply moves as he is trained to do and dispel the threat before him. There is a distinctly loud thud followed by a muffled cry that sees Alicia shriek once more, diving behind Tetradore as the lights rapidly flicker on- flooding the hull in light. The dark eyes of the Leopard narrow in response to the light before fixating on the form of Jackal, the Mexican man holding a candle in one hand, rubbing his head with the other as he stands beside the far light switch.

Eh, Senor- why are you throwing things at me?
"You are...a ghost."

The Mexican man looks momentarily bemused, gaze flicking from Tetradore, to Tobias, to Cat Ears and back again before he moves to gesture to a newly set up ring behind him.

I am not ghost, I am working on a new ring for the fighting, I left my phone down here, I come to find it, as they say. I am making noise, I am waking you? Maybe now you are awake, you see new ring! It is having floor that is special, new material, it is absorbing shock, is having springs, when fighters fall it make landing softer- less injury from fall- fight last longer. Come, you see.

The prospect of an entirely new fighting ring rapidly seems to seize the young mans attention, hands clapping together excitedly as he hurries forward, all thought of ghosts having faded entirely. He hardly understand any of what Jackal has said, more so he simply perceives something new, his curiosity assured as he moves to leap within it, gesturing for Tetradore to follow, the slightly bouncy floor readily seeming to fascinate the boy as his bare feet pad atop it.

"It is....for jumping?"

His head moves from Jackal to Tetra and back as the little Mexican shakes his head. Jackal remaining outside the ring, allowing the Alpha and his Second to examine it from within.

No, it is just for absorbing shock, it is bouncy...a bit...when fighter falls.

The boy's head simply tilts once more, dark hair falling into his gaze as he attempts to contemplate what he is being told before he moves to suddenly stride towards Tetradore, abruptly shoving his companion from behind to send him crashing onto the floor, content to test it, as it bounces slightly beneath the weight of the mans fall- a hissing snicker rolling from between the boys lips. His features however, fall abruptly blank the moment Tetra should seek to turn towards him, gaze narrowing now as he turns upon Alicia- seated innocently outside the ring.

"Cat Ears should....not push Tetra over."

That he is content to blame the girl whom can hardly have moved so quickly as to have pushed Tetradore over remains to be seen as he turns to face his companion again, features decidedly cunning now.

"Does....Tetra want to play...a game? Tobi....challenges Tetra...yes....we have fight but....no powers. If I....win...I get to be Alpha....for one day and Tetra must do....all the things I say...yes? What does....Tetra want?"

He is perhaps, decidedly more devious then any truly give him credit for, the boy incapable (seemingly) of understanding how to use cutlery at dinner and yet he possesses the ability to understand wagers and gambling, lips pulling into a simper now- a mimic of Tetradore's own rarely seen grin.

"If....Tetra is knocked down...more then Tobi....Tobi wins. Tetra has already....fallen over. Tobi is...winning."

I do not think that count, Senor- but I will be referee. Three rounds- best two out of three. No powers, no blood- win is holding down, pinning. Tobi you go to this corner, Tetra to that one and wait until I is saying start before you is shifting. If Tobi is winning he is Alpha for one day, what does Tetra get?

It is more a wrestling match, a playful sport, Jackal waiting for Tetradore to state his own terms before allowing them to start as the gangly boy merely grins once more and Alicia watches excitedly from the side.

"Tetra is not....scared is he?"

What is any game, without a little goading? They had played such games as children, he does not see why they cannot play them now.

madness, as you know, is like gravity: all it takes is a little push