First Clash

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Felix's immediate reaction to the plane is fear, which he disguises by drawing his second-hand sword and putting on a mask of irritation.] What is this? Sol Sanctum? That is not possible.

[Rising tension] Unless--Wise One? Where are you? Is this your doing? Saturos! Menardi! Your threats I will bear without complaint, but this mockery is too much. Saturos! Alex? I swear to you, Alex, if you're playing games with me you will regret it!

…Jenna? [And, with an edge of desperation that can't really be labeled anything else,] Jenna!

Comments

[mercwamouth]

Oh. So you throwing a vine grenade was my fault?

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

More or less. [He fixes his gloves.] What is this place?

[mercwamouth]

Oh fuck you. You can ask someone else. Just don't be surprised if they don't feel like helping you though.

At least I'll strike up a conversation before throwing a goddamn explosive.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

I would call that distinctly more rude than attacking first, to be frank.

1/2

[mercwamouth]

Well nice to meet you, Frank. You can proceed to go fuck yourself in your polite little corner.

2/2

[mercwamouth]

I'm Deadpool by the way.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Oh my god a tiny smile.] Felix, actually, not Frank.

[mercwamouth]

Nice to meet you.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

And you. [He slips his sword back into its sheath.] Should I still question someone else, or will you tell me what this place is?

[mercwamouth]

Oh, I wasn't kidding. Someone's gotta learn you some manners, kid.

I just like yer moxie.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[Beh. Manners. Those are for people who don't expect to die once their goals have been accomplished.]

Moxie.

[mercwamouth]

It's kinda like root beer with an after-taste of cough syrup.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[....right.]

[mercwamouth]

So what's your story?

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

My story?

[mercwamouth]

Did I stutter?

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

[=_=] No. I'm simply not inclined to share what, for the most part, is a spectacularly boring existence.

[mercwamouth]

Right, cause I'm sure someone who spontaneously throws exploding plant-life and draws his sword at strangers has had a completely normal boring life.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

Until I was fifteen I lived in a tiny town full of tiny minds and then I was swept downriver during a storm by a massive chunk of rock from a very unhappy mountain.

The end.

[mercwamouth]

Man.

You suck.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

No, I just don't lie to make things interesting.

[mercwamouth]

Where'd you learn how to fight and stuff?

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

The second tiny-minded town I ended up in.

[mercwamouth]

Is that pre- or post-boulder?.

[mindtheboulder.livejournal.com]

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