the IRON BULL (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
rideme) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
maskormenace2015-09-27 12:52 pm
rideme) wrote in maskormenace2015-09-27 12:52 pm
Entry tags:
- † charlie maxwell | n/a,
- † dipper pines | n/a,
- † hazel lockwood | n/a,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † kasumi goto | n/a,
- † kazuma mikura | flame king,
- † ken amada | n/a,
- † mabel pines | n/a,
- † mewtwo | n/a,
- † peter pan | n/a,
- † peter quill | star-lord,
- † qubit | n/a,
- † rick grimes | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † sabriel | abhorsen,
- † talyn lavellan | the inquisitor,
- † the iron bull | the iron dragon
video | after the Hotel Rescue Shenanigans
[It's evening, as evidenced by the general dim light in the room. The living room of Nonah #5 has been the scene of a lot of mayhem, and now doesn't seem to be any different.]
[There's a cut on the Iron Bull's face, and he's holding himself with the care of someone who knows damn well he's hurt something important and doesn't want to make any sudden motions. There may also be glass stuck in one of his horns. More small abrasions decorate his torso. Looks like the aftermath of Motorcycle vs. The Iron Bull didn't end well for anyone.]
[As he records, he's moving gingerly across the house to deposit one (1) unconscious lump of teenager -- namely the Problem Child Tetsuo himself -- into a room. Probably his own room. Only after that's done, does Bull address the camera.]
Hey. Got a message for you, network.
[One might say he forgot it was on, but it's also more likely this was purposeful. Demonstrating the kid is in hand, put somewhere safe and no longer charging through the streets.]
Dear Whoever the Fuck Made Tetsuo's Bike,
You should have made it Bull-Proof.
[It's at this point, he holds up a certain finger on the hand still possessing all of its fingers. Wow, Bull, stay classy. He's about to turn the feed off when someone else pipes in, from somewhere else in the house--]
And would someone come heal my big, dumb boyfriend! Please?
[THANKS CHARLIE. Bull makes a sudden face, and hurries to mash the OFF button.]
[There's a cut on the Iron Bull's face, and he's holding himself with the care of someone who knows damn well he's hurt something important and doesn't want to make any sudden motions. There may also be glass stuck in one of his horns. More small abrasions decorate his torso. Looks like the aftermath of Motorcycle vs. The Iron Bull didn't end well for anyone.]
[As he records, he's moving gingerly across the house to deposit one (1) unconscious lump of teenager -- namely the Problem Child Tetsuo himself -- into a room. Probably his own room. Only after that's done, does Bull address the camera.]
Hey. Got a message for you, network.
[One might say he forgot it was on, but it's also more likely this was purposeful. Demonstrating the kid is in hand, put somewhere safe and no longer charging through the streets.]
Dear Whoever the Fuck Made Tetsuo's Bike,
You should have made it Bull-Proof.
[It's at this point, he holds up a certain finger on the hand still possessing all of its fingers. Wow, Bull, stay classy. He's about to turn the feed off when someone else pipes in, from somewhere else in the house--]
And would someone come heal my big, dumb boyfriend! Please?
[THANKS CHARLIE. Bull makes a sudden face, and hurries to mash the OFF button.]
no subject
It sounds like a gun, initially, loud bang and all, but the sound that follows is that of shattering glass, then the hum of a gear turning, spinning at a steady pace as Nemesis appears to tower over them. Even at Bull's height, he'd have to look up to see the top of her form. And Ken steps forward once she's there, moving closer to Bull and putting a hand on his hand to utter,]
Cast Diarama, Nemesis.
[And the spell appears as a soft yellow glow, and probably feels like being put into a comfortably warm room as Nemesis' magic starts to stitch Bull's wounds closed, hardly leaving any marks.]
no subject
[Then the shadow drops down, and he does, in fact move into a more defensive pose. Looking up at... whatever the fuck that is, wincing hard.]
Fuck-!
[But the hand on his manages to stay the attempted attack long enough for Ken to do his thing. The snarl on his face slowly begins to abate.]
... all right.
no subject
[The healing spell will even ease any dislocated bones back into place. Ken takes this return the gun to its holster, though he keeps his other hand on Bull's still.]
Rather, I'll protect you with her. Nemesis and I are one and the same because she's born from my mind -- this is my power from home.
no subject
That's. Not exactly as comforting as you think.
[Because he's seen way too many mages suddenly go not right in the head. And the giant monsters they summoned up wrecked a lot of crap.]
... Your power is a little creepy.
no subject
It means that if I can't tell who I'm attacking, then she might attack too. As long as you can knock me out, she isn't going to be any more effective than if I was in control.
But... I guess it's kind of creepy.
no subject
[Which is. Not a good mental image to have. Not just because of the giant demon wheel monster.]
[... hurting the kid, even just to put him out for a bit, feels wrong.]
no subject
[Ken frowns for a moment, eyes flickering to the house, up to the now-vinyl'd window that is Tetsuo's.]
Crane's gas at the swear-in made me attack people because I saw them as the monsters I fight back home. I attacked Kaneda-san, and I attacked Tetsuo-san, too. I wouldn't have stopped if he didn't make me.
no subject
[Except it doesn't feel like a good thing. It really doesn't feel that way. Just that it means he didn't end up hurting anyone.]
Then let's make sure it doesn't happen again.
no subject
At least you and Charlie were unhurt. Good or not, I'm glad for that.