[And just like that, there's a second buzz axe in the bottom of the boat. His grin is hidden beneath his mask, but the pleased chuckle he lets out as he stoops to pick it up likely gives a good idea how he's feeling.
His laughter seems to have been the trigger the serpent was waiting for. As soon as he has the duplicate buzz axe in hand, it erupts from the water, having come around to the opposite side of the canoe from its initial approach. It breaches toward them in a graceful and terrifying arc, and Krieg reacts as he has hundreds, maybe thousands of times before when fighting threshers back on Pandora. Throwing his buzz axe is all muscle memory, and aiming its trajectory instinct. The serrated blade swoops through the air and embeds itself in the serpent's skull - right between the eyes - with a solid, wet thunk. The creature's momentum continues to carry it forward despite its new injury, and Krieg meets it when it reaches them, swinging his backup axe with both hands under and up, burying the blade in the softish flesh of the serpent's throat.]
Mnahahahaha! Your FAMILY is next!
[The impact of the serpent's solid collision with Krieg and his axe brings up a muddy, bloody wake of foam and pushes the canoe rapidly and unsteadily back. It tips precariously to one side as it goes, toward the combined weight of Krieg and the serpent still skewered on his axe. With a grunt and a heavy jerk of both arms, he frees the blade by slicing out and up, partially removing the thing's head as it splashes back into the water, and pushing back and away in an effort to counterbalance the small craft and prevent it from capsizing.]
[If Zer0's interested enough to ask if Krieg's noticed, then whatever it is, he definitely wants to see, so he changes directions to join back up with the assassin and have a little peek at the wall paintings.]
Bad ass!
[But.]
Why did the painters get to have all the fun!?
[Clearly whoever recorded all of these kickass murder scenes hogged all of the murder for themselves. Because that's how shit like this works.]
[He knows his drawings are crap. For what it's worth, he did do the best he could, because Maya asked and Maya is always, always worth 110%. It's just a sad fact that his "best" in this scenario wouldn't be out of place in a kindergarten classroom. Unlike a hypothetical kindergarten teacher, however, Maya is not known for her patience or her diplomacy, and yet she accepts his laughable effort with no apparent trouble, and even thanks him for it.
While his responding grin may be hidden - as always - his posture shifts subtly, broadcasting his intense mood boost for anyone with eyes to witness. Or, for Maya to witness, since it continues to just be the two of them in this crumbling old ruin.]
Anytime!
What's next?
[Honestly, she can look at boring old walls all day for all he cares, as long as he can stay with her while she does it.]
In time, Tim may come to learn that Krieg is probably the most chill Psycho to ever Psycho. Hell, they let him run around unsupervised in Sanctuary - that definitely says something about his temperament when he's not being shot at.
Not that that's immediately obvious at this point, but, eh. Details.
"Once a skaglick always a skaglick."
It's still jarring listening to the body double talk. He sounds like Jack, but the intonation is all wrong, and it's a weird dichotomy. He almost sounds like a normal guy, like - heck, like someone just trying to eke out a living in Sanctuary.
...Which is gone now. After everything he and the others had done to keep it safe...
"Mngh...When I find him I'm gonna rip out his liver and feed it to him."
The strangers on the moon base had blamed Pandora's destruction on some vague and poorly-explained "storm". Krieg is sure they're misinformed. If Jack is alive here - and he has no reason to doubt Zer0 and Maya's information - then clearly he's the one to blame. Krieg doesn't need to understand how he managed it. He just wants to make him pay.
[He takes her dismissal as he takes most interactions with other people: at face value. For a man with a such complex psychiatric condition, he's very straightforward in both his approach and reaction to others. He takes the word of those he trusts at face value, and, despite everything that happened on Pandora, he still trusts Angel.
So he lets it drop.]
...Yeah?
[She's mentioned dancing a few times now, so he assumes it must be something she's very interested in doing. While the word still gives him a twinge of discomfort, he's far more interested in making Angel happy than in paying attention to bad feelings. So if she wants to dance, he'll gladly dance with her...or do his best, in any case.]
[He didn't quite catch what she pointed at, but it doesn't matter. She has better taste than he does, so whatever it is will be fine. He does catch her inquisitive expression after she requests the straw, and he grins behind his mask at her and nods his head with a sharp upward jerk of his chin.
Perfect.]
Coming right up!
[When the bartender turns to begin doing her thing, Krieg takes the time to study his companion, still puzzled by her behavior. He's still not sure if he should ask about it or let it go--]
What's wrong?
[--And his mouth makes the decision for him. Great.]
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fuelthefire) wrote2017-12-10 05:40 pm
Introlog #3: Ermes
[And just like that, there's a second buzz axe in the bottom of the boat. His grin is hidden beneath his mask, but the pleased chuckle he lets out as he stoops to pick it up likely gives a good idea how he's feeling.
His laughter seems to have been the trigger the serpent was waiting for. As soon as he has the duplicate buzz axe in hand, it erupts from the water, having come around to the opposite side of the canoe from its initial approach. It breaches toward them in a graceful and terrifying arc, and Krieg reacts as he has hundreds, maybe thousands of times before when fighting threshers back on Pandora. Throwing his buzz axe is all muscle memory, and aiming its trajectory instinct. The serrated blade swoops through the air and embeds itself in the serpent's skull - right between the eyes - with a solid, wet thunk. The creature's momentum continues to carry it forward despite its new injury, and Krieg meets it when it reaches them, swinging his backup axe with both hands under and up, burying the blade in the softish flesh of the serpent's throat.]
Mnahahahaha! Your FAMILY is next!
[The impact of the serpent's solid collision with Krieg and his axe brings up a muddy, bloody wake of foam and pushes the canoe rapidly and unsteadily back. It tips precariously to one side as it goes, toward the combined weight of Krieg and the serpent still skewered on his axe. With a grunt and a heavy jerk of both arms, he frees the blade by slicing out and up, partially removing the thing's head as it splashes back into the water, and pushing back and away in an effort to counterbalance the small craft and prevent it from capsizing.]
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i love her
ty, krieg is a good boy too
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Introlog #3: Rhys
[He is a very solid heavy boy, it's true.]
UGH. I miss Pandora. I'd kill for something to kill right now.
[That, uh, isn't actually a threat, although of course Rhys is free to interpret it that way if he's inclined.
Although: Sudden subject change!]
Where're you from, Noodles?
[Eeeey, the Psycho knows how to small talk!]
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Introlog #3: Zer0
Seen what?
[If Zer0's interested enough to ask if Krieg's noticed, then whatever it is, he definitely wants to see, so he changes directions to join back up with the assassin and have a little peek at the wall paintings.]
Bad ass!
[But.]
Why did the painters get to have all the fun!?
[Clearly whoever recorded all of these kickass murder scenes hogged all of the murder for themselves. Because that's how shit like this works.]
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Introlog #3: Maya
[He knows his drawings are crap. For what it's worth, he did do the best he could, because Maya asked and Maya is always, always worth 110%. It's just a sad fact that his "best" in this scenario wouldn't be out of place in a kindergarten classroom. Unlike a hypothetical kindergarten teacher, however, Maya is not known for her patience or her diplomacy, and yet she accepts his laughable effort with no apparent trouble, and even thanks him for it.
While his responding grin may be hidden - as always - his posture shifts subtly, broadcasting his intense mood boost for anyone with eyes to witness. Or, for Maya to witness, since it continues to just be the two of them in this crumbling old ruin.]
Anytime!
What's next?
[Honestly, she can look at boring old walls all day for all he cares, as long as he can stay with her while she does it.]
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Olympia-Wyver Holiday Ball: Timothy Lawrence
In time, Tim may come to learn that Krieg is probably the most chill Psycho to ever Psycho. Hell, they let him run around unsupervised in Sanctuary - that definitely says something about his temperament when he's not being shot at.
Not that that's immediately obvious at this point, but, eh. Details.
"Once a skaglick always a skaglick."
It's still jarring listening to the body double talk. He sounds like Jack, but the intonation is all wrong, and it's a weird dichotomy. He almost sounds like a normal guy, like - heck, like someone just trying to eke out a living in Sanctuary.
...Which is gone now. After everything he and the others had done to keep it safe...
"Mngh...When I find him I'm gonna rip out his liver and feed it to him."
The strangers on the moon base had blamed Pandora's destruction on some vague and poorly-explained "storm". Krieg is sure they're misinformed. If Jack is alive here - and he has no reason to doubt Zer0 and Maya's information - then clearly he's the one to blame. Krieg doesn't need to understand how he managed it. He just wants to make him pay.
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Olympia-Wyver Holiday Ball: Angel
[He takes her dismissal as he takes most interactions with other people: at face value. For a man with a such complex psychiatric condition, he's very straightforward in both his approach and reaction to others. He takes the word of those he trusts at face value, and, despite everything that happened on Pandora, he still trusts Angel.
So he lets it drop.]
...Yeah?
[She's mentioned dancing a few times now, so he assumes it must be something she's very interested in doing. While the word still gives him a twinge of discomfort, he's far more interested in making Angel happy than in paying attention to bad feelings. So if she wants to dance, he'll gladly dance with her...or do his best, in any case.]
Okay. Teach me!
hey fuck off
never!!!
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Olympia-Wyver Holiday Ball: Maya
[He didn't quite catch what she pointed at, but it doesn't matter. She has better taste than he does, so whatever it is will be fine. He does catch her inquisitive expression after she requests the straw, and he grins behind his mask at her and nods his head with a sharp upward jerk of his chin.
Perfect.]
Coming right up!
[When the bartender turns to begin doing her thing, Krieg takes the time to study his companion, still puzzled by her behavior. He's still not sure if he should ask about it or let it go--]
What's wrong?
[--And his mouth makes the decision for him. Great.]