017 - Loose to me the good gray dogs / That are bound with iron bands

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Aniki shows up... tied to a chair. Because this is how Rosto helps his friends. She twists her wrists uselessly against the ropes, which Kora spelled to hold against blades and breakage. And as it was already spelled to weave itself into one single, long length when touched with the proper charm... She's sort of stuck.]

Gods-cursed maniac.

Comments

[ghostlighter]

First of all? Stop calling me that. You asked for my name; use it. Second of all, what are you talking about?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

That would be my business.

Lad.

[ghostlighter]

[... well, whatever.]

Seriously. Stop calling me that.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Crosses her arms] Whyever would I do that?

[ghostlighter]

Getting you out of that supposedly-unbreakable rope isn't good enough?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Letting you keep it wasn't repayment?

[ghostlighter]

That's not really much payment when I could just take it anyway.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Could you now.

[ghostlighter]

Yeah, I could.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Bet, then. I win, you tell me where that little trick of yours comes from. You win, I tell you what I meant.

[ghostlighter]

Bet what, exactly?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[She holds out her hand.] I can keep it from you for ten minutes.

[ghostlighter]

[Holds the rope up contemplatively.] Without leaving the Plane?

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Without you phasing it away from me?

[ghostlighter]

[He thinks about that for a moment, then nods.] Yeah. Without phasing it away from you.

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

As you will have it, then. [Spits in her palm and holds it out. :I ]

[ghostlighter]

[Chris looks at her hand... then puts the rope in it. :|] Ready?

1/2

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

Have at me.

[ghostlighter]

[Well... Chris reaches for the rope again to see what she'll do.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Swings it up onto her shoulder, giving him a really? look.]

[ghostlighter]

[Chris gives a little shrug.] It was worth a shot.

[... and then his eyes flicker red and he runs at her— except he's not running at her, he's running in her, and you may be experiencing a bit of a black out now, Aniki. Sorry.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[WHAT. THE FUCK. Okay, she has decided this bet was a mistake. Grabbing the hilt of her sword, even managing to draw--and then nothing.]

[ghostlighter]

[Yeahhh... Chris is now overshadowing you, Aniki. Don't worry, though, he's just going to toss the rope a good distance away, then hop out and jog toward it, setting his foot in the loop to keep her from grabbing it. He's a bit smug by this point.]

[anjelsword.livejournal.com]

[Staggers a bit as he leaves, but then she's after him, and uh... Sorry Chris, but you may perhaps have a nice, long, shiny length of metal pressed against your neck. A very, very sharp one. She takes care of her baby.]

What are you?