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 Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 8:10 pm
"Anybody hooks your belt and I'll put a hook in their face."
Uh Zink? You might want to cut Scheelite's SAW movie viewing time back juuuust a bit.
"Hey cmon Faya, come back. I know! Why don't you get a feel for something besides your weapon? Fights require you grabbing anything you can get a hold of, and hell that might even require you grabbing another officer's weapon. Here, you can even start with mine!"
He had called the weapon from it's storage place, the guitar no longer a mere toy as it had been when he was a lieutenant. It still didn't look very useful, except maybe as a bashing weapon. Maybe she could pull that rockstar move of smashing it on the ground! Except...well on someone's -head- instead.
"Go on, take it."
He stood a bit away, holding out the guitar so she could easily take it if she so chose.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 8:16 pm
Her kick clipped Zink and he hissed through clenched teeth from behind his mask but his eyes darted with interest at Scheelite's 'bait' being offered out to her. Would she take it? Would she trust him after what he'd already shown her?
Yes it was another person but she was hardly a 'charge in' person, how WOULD this go down?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 9:09 pm
Could she trust him?
Afterall she has been through, she was not in particularly sure she could trust Scheelite. She trusted her captain at the moment out of default and his dedication to the Negaverse. Schee.... she remembered schee. All he needed was a glowstick and a candy bar and the man would dress in drag and do the hula for you.
Eying him suspiciously she looked the thing up and down. "It does something doesn't it." Besides being some sort of 'el ka bong' thing. She watched the object carefully... calculating it. "....How about i let you keep your toy..." She seriously doubted in a fight she would steal another nega's weapon. Rock? Trash can? chainsaw? Maybe. Guitar? Hell no.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 9:30 pm
"It plays music, like any good guitar should. It's also not a toy. You afraid of it or something? Cmooon, it's just a little guitar! Take it! Sheesh I'm trying to help you out here..."
Scheelite pouted, he actually pouted. Damnit, he was trying to be nice and HELPFUL! Why couldn't she just play along?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 9:45 pm
"...Could we commence sparring again or do I have to re-enter this fight?" He quipped glancing between them both.
He considered taking the guitar himself... and then marched forward holding out a hand for -both- weapons. "Let's just say something -happened-, turn them over... " He glanced at Scheelite...and added. "Please?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 9:51 pm
"... Did you actually say please?" She couldnt help but snicker a little at this. She just... she knew Zink was nice when he wanted to be but he seemed like the type whom demanded authority, and 'please' just didnt seem up his alley. Napoleon complex.
...All the same she handed over the weapon. He was right their MIGHT be times where she didnt have it... "Hand to hand then?" She said, Not really waiting for Schee to finish before attempting a punch. Afterall who knew when a attack was coming?
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:00 pm
"EXCUSE me! I haven't even put the guitar down yet SHEESH!"
Schee had just barely dodged to the side, rolling his eyes in faked exasperation at the lieutenant. Really, they needed to learn some damn patience.
Not that he could talk.
"Now, as for actually putting it down..sure thing Zink, but remember..."
That wicked little smirk crossed his face as he dropped the guitar into the hands of his partner.
"Youuuu asked for it!"
Oh yeah, he had turned the dial on it and set the zap to quite the noticeable level. Nothing -fatal- of course, but it'd sting. A lot. Scheelite's electric guitar was actually an -electric guitar. Of the zappy zappy variety.
"Now then, -that's- settled. Shall we fight?"
And all too quickly that smirk faded to leave behind a rather cold stare as he attempted a punch of his own.
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:19 pm
"GAAA!! b*****d sonofa b***h" Zink shook his hand vigorously "SEE if I -ever- say please again... " He snarled and wished, not for the first time that he had a better weapon than he did. He put his to good use mind you but it was STILL hateful.
Still there was only so much you could do with a situation like that... and one was the simplest course of revenge possible. He palmed a smoke pellet and slapped it hard against Scheelite's chest.
"p***k."
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Posted: Mon Nov 01, 2010 10:23 pm
"Hey HEY! That stuff smells you know!" She grumped as the pellet was smashed against Scheelites chest. Did she SERIOUSLY need to start playing parent here? She was older... and yet lower rank.... she would stay out of it.
Fayalite managed to dodge the attack too... with a nick to her shoulder. That would def bruise later. She did manage, however unable to see anymore, to try and grasp at one of Schees legs... and pull forward to try and ground the captain.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 5:12 pm
"Oh god DAMNIT Zink can't you take a joke?!"
The words were coughed out, Scheelite frantically waving to try and get the smoke to go anywhere but right up his nose. ******** ******** -********- no matter how long he was around his partner this damn stuff STILL bugged him. At least Zink had managed to get a mask, Schee really should look into one.
"I'll show -you- p***k as soon as this smoke cle---GAH!"
The captain flailed a bit as his leg was pulled forward. Oh he went down alright, but he went down -swinging-. The first thing in his hands was the chain around his waist holding his glowsticks and one lock and key that Zink knew all too well. With weight behind the chain it was like a secondary weapon, which Faya now found swinging right at her face.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 5:31 pm
"That had better not have been a perverted offer in public!!" Snapped Zink folding his arms.
"And maybe... this is MY joke 'Shocker'... here...make like a storm cloud 'Music Man' and try not to Kill my Lieutenant!"
He tossed another smoke pellet into the tangle of them, let's see how long it took one of them to set it off, he'd tossed it gently enough.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:07 pm
"Ohgod my ears can you please leave that behind closed doors." She did not know what mind of relationship they had, and she really had no intent of KNOWING what...'mingling' her boss did.
The smoke made it nearly impossible to see, she had not seen the chain flying at her until it was a inch from her face. That was NO where enough space to attempt a dodge. The most she could do, more out of reflex, was close her left eye before it nailed her with a sickening THUD. She grunted out in pain, certain that she would have a black eye later that night... if it was not forming now. The momentum, and shock value, was also enough to make her let go, and fall back on her rump... "DAMNIT SCHEE are you TRYING to give me a concussion or BLIND me? How would THAT help the negaverse!" She growled and attempted a low move, and sent a booted foot STRAIGHT for his nether regions.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:29 pm
"You know I'd -never- do that Zink. Sheesh, take a chill man."
Man, shorty really wasn't fun sometimes. Oh well, he'd just torment him later.
"Oops, sorry! I have a problem holding myself back. At least it's real battle experience, right? Right!"
And then all trashtalk was cut off as a boot went straight into an area he NEVER wanted to be kicked in. If only he had known Sailor Castor, at least then he'd have someone to share his painful experience with.
One strangled yipe was all they got out of the blonde captain before he curled up into a protective ball and rolled over...right on top of the new smoke pellet that Zink had tossed in.
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 6:48 pm
Zink folded, sympathetic pains doubling him over with a exaggerated grimace at the blow that Scheelite just took in the name of training.
"Oooo... aah... Lets... Call a time to recover from that shall we?" He said through clenched teeth. "W....well done for both of you...I think."
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Posted: Tue Nov 02, 2010 7:11 pm
"Fine, can we move so we dont have to poison our lungs? I might need to request a gas mask or goggles next time." She mumbled, not at all sympathetic towards the man she just nailed. HE just tried to poke her damn eye out!
...Though out of comradeship, she offered him a hand after she stood. Her left eye was closed, and already swelling up and turning a sick purple color.
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