R2 - Private to Arthas
Jan. 10th, 2013 04:31 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
with_my_teacupSo in the whole day and a half I was back in the 'verse, I killed a man who was half dead.
I was thinking of aiming a little higher.
And the Marquis ain't got me on lockdown any more.
[Translation: hey, bro, come try to murder me to cheer me up.]
I was thinking of aiming a little higher.
And the Marquis ain't got me on lockdown any more.
[Translation: hey, bro, come try to murder me to cheer me up.]
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Date: 2013-01-11 02:57 am (UTC)In any case, if you think it makes you better equipped to deal with me you're wrong.
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Date: 2013-01-11 03:15 am (UTC)[He missed you.]
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Date: 2013-01-11 05:41 am (UTC)[He sighs and stands, communicator lurching as he picks it up.]
[spam?]
Date: 2013-01-11 05:44 am (UTC)[Arthas is already outside of his room when Riddick arrives. With a club.]
[spaaarm]
Date: 2013-01-11 05:48 am (UTC)Unarmed.
[He shows his hands. He's got nothing.]
Just means I have to get creative. Swing, deadman.
[spaaarm]
Date: 2013-01-11 05:49 am (UTC)[He doesn't swing.]
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:15 am (UTC)[He steps out of estimated club range and crosses his arm, leaning against the wall.]
You used to enjoy this.
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:23 am (UTC)This isn't how you start a fight, you don't just go up to someone and ask them to hit you.
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:24 am (UTC)I kinda thought we were past playing coy, you and me.
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:41 am (UTC)[Arthas is bitter.]
We both know that killing someone here barely even has a point.
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:43 am (UTC)[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:44 am (UTC)[Arthas swings the club at his head.]
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 06:58 am (UTC)Poor fuckin' baby.
[Riddick dodges like a snake, ducking behind, doing a quick frisk around the beltline for one of arthas' glass knives before he pulls out of reach again.]
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 07:02 am (UTC)[Ah, this he knows from swordfighting. He tries to bring the short end of the club down on Riddick's head while he's in range.
There's at least one knife there.]
Why can't you just leave me alone?
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 07:24 am (UTC)[He doesn't go back for the knife he felt, getting out of reach again, scowling, confused.]
I can fucking walk. But once upon a time we could do this and you didn't get all philisophical beforehand.
What's wrong with you? What am I just not doing good enough for you?
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 10:23 pm (UTC)Contrary to popular belief, I don't just kill people indiscriminately. I don't have a problem with you.
Re: [spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 10:41 pm (UTC)What changed?
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 10:47 pm (UTC)Maybe I think you've been through enough already.
Re: [spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 11:21 pm (UTC)Yeah, there was a lamp, I electrified you with it.
[spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 11:23 pm (UTC)[He looks a little annoyed that someone even tried.]
Look, why don't you just go back to your room and get your head together, and then I'm sure you'll annoy me on your own in the natural course of events.
Re: [spam]
Date: 2013-01-11 11:30 pm (UTC)[we were friends]
-I had you pegged.
That'll learn me.
[He snarls and turns on his heel, teeth grinding. So much for getting back into a comforting routine.]