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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.]
THREADJACKING
Yeah, what's it to ya?
You know him?
:3
Yeah, I know 'im. We get along.
So what's it to you?
no subject
He's my responsibility.
[He moves Bull's hand a moment, focusing the feed on him.]
So you 'get along', huh. No one just -gets- along with Tetsuo.
no subject
[ And Rick neglects to respond to the second part or even explain why Tetsuo was adoped into Rick's makeshift group. This guy isn't interested in the details. ]
no subject
He swipes that communicator, eyes flashing angrily.]
You don't know shit, old man. Tetsuo tell you that?
'fraid he left out a few details! Because I'm the reason why he's even alive!
Or did he forget that part?!
[Sorry Rick, he's just come back from a month long trek to track his little brother figure down...
And you sound an awful lot like someone he's looking for]
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[Hell yeah using the stupid nickname to get your attention faster, kiddo.]
Not now!
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He's too tired to fight this.
So he'll just...slink back, soft cursing in Japanese as he goes. Bull in charge of the comm once again.]
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... If we jump on everyone we think is the guy now, we'll never find him. If this is the asshole we're looking for, you think he'll say anything if you start screaming at him?
[He pauses, not putting any particular feeling to the words. Just calmly stating facts.]
People let all kinds of shit slip up when you talk to them. Normally. If you listen, and don't go interrogating them. It's hard, I fucking get it. I want to see you flatten whoever it is into nug shit, too. But for now, we're talking. Listening.
Spying.
All right?
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Know Tetsuo, because you can KNOW someone and still say that shit.
He listens, though, eyes cast to the side as Bull talks. He knows he's right, and knows his impulse came first that time. Most of the time, actually.]
You call someone out and then just talk to 'em?
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That's how it goes. I talk to them, look as stupid as I can, they drop more dirt than they realize.
[He jabs a finger at Kaneda.]
Trust me. Or, at least, believe me. This is nothing new.
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At this point, what option does he have?]
...
Fine. We'll do it your way.
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We'll get this. Anything I hear, you'll hear. No secrets -- my information is yours. Got it?
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[He holds out a gloved hand, to shake on it. There's some weird look in his eyes now, something more mature than should be on a 17 year old. He's trusting you with this, Bull.
Not that he'd ever admit to it.]
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