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 Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:33 pm
He had remained hidden, slinking around nearby as the rather interesting turn of events unfolded before him. Afterall he -had- said he'd keep an eye on Z at all times, right?
He just didn't expect this to happen.
Scheelite was also fairly certain that his hiding place was pretty fail. Surely at any time Charonite could have stomped over and plucked him out and probably kicked the s**t out of him, but for whatever reason he didn't and Scheelite managed to keep himself hidden long enough for the general king to leave.
Leaving behind his newly corrupted roommate in the process. Ding ding ding jackpot.
"You know, when I signed up to watch over you, I never really expected to watch during this."
A corruption, afterall, was not something he had the privilege to view before. Unless of course one wanted to count his own. He let the statement hang in the air a moment before slinking out of his hiding place and slowly crossing the way to the new lieutenant.
"Sup dude?"
Hands on his hip, head tilted just slightly, and that same cocky grin across his face that Z had been met with on more than one occasion. Then again, 'new' Z had a rather big surprise heading his way. Shame he didn't realize it quite yet.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:43 pm
Zac... no sorry, ZINK was still feeling shaky, the burning pain of the twisted 'change' was still right there in the front of his mind. Enough so that he didn't realize he was being approached till Scheelite SAID something and he jumped about a foot and swore.
"You... god I should have anticipated that..." He glanced down at himself again and shook his head. Whomever, or what ever logic dictated the uniforms was lost on him. 4 buttons on the pants? ...really? And a -chain- belt with... ok the closer he looked at the padlock the more familiar it looked.
"I suppose you were watching, did YOU put me in his sights or was that pure 'happenstance'"? he asked arching an eyebrow.
Slingshot?? What the hell...
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 8:58 pm
"Maaaaybe I did, maaaaybe I didn't."
Same old Scheelite.
"Anyways, let's get a look at ya huh?"
A quick circle around Zink was all it took. A few 'hrms' and 'uh huhs' here and there, and a final approving nod once he was at Z's front again completed the little look-over.
"Nice, very nice, especially loving the little padlock dude."
The grin on his face seemed to simply grow at the mention of the padlock.
"Sooooo...how ya feeling? That s**t hurts doesn't it? But dude once you get over it it's -so cool-. But...yeah it hurts, that's about all I remember from that day. Oh well, you'll get over it soon enough and then fun stuff begins! And the General King's not so bad a guy...as long as you listen to what he says and all. Otherwise it is going to suuuuuck to be you."
Somehow, his quick and easy 'intro' wasn't all that comforting.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:12 pm
He watched scheelite with suspicious eyes as he circled like a shark. Irony... he liked the padlock.
"Yes... it rather DOES hurt, I had SOME idea it might from when YOU shoved your hand in my chest." He said with a small scowl.
Comforting, oh -very- reassuring. Then again it was a military-ish organization after all.
"Are you hear to gloat? Or just to look?" he asked eyes narrowing as he started his own slow and measured pace around Scheelite in turn.
In truth he was trying at least in part, to measure up if he could 'take' scheelite in a fight, warn him from ever hurting his room mate once and for all.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:18 pm
"Sheesh you're grouchy. Honestly I think he did you a -favor- corrupting you to our side. You always wanted power right? You always wanted to be able to take the bullies at school. So here's a way to do it, you should be embracing it rather than lashing out at your co-workers. Tsk tsk!"
Scheelite stood still, letting Zink size him up. Was he worried?
...
Hell no!
"What, can't a guy show up to welcome a fellow worker anymore without playing twenty questions? Though really...it's a little bit of both. Wanted to get a good look AND rub in the fact that I know something youuu don't knoooow~"
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:24 pm
"I haven't 'lashed out'... not -yet-, you know me so well you should know what my 'lashing out' entails. And I don't think I can simply ELIMINATE my 'bully' issues that easily, it would be FAR to easy to draw a line right to me and THIS" he waved a hand at their uniforms
"if I DID."
A frown creased his brows. Something Scheelite knew and he did not hmm?? His eyes narrowed to dangerous slits.
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:36 pm
"Yeah yeah whatever..."
Schee waved his hand dismissively. No, he really wasn't interested in all this stuff Zink had to talk about.
No no no, he was FAR more interested in tormenting him.
"Awwwhhh, what's the frown for? Annoyed that I soooo know something you don't know? Rather surprised you still haven't figured it out. But oh well, more fun for meeeeee~"
He grinned once more before...starting to walk away? Oh -god- was he actually going to leave and just let such a mystery hang in the air?
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Posted: Tue Mar 16, 2010 9:41 pm
Why that sonofa...
"Figure THIS out you stalker b*****d!" He snarled in an rare moment of unleashed temper.
Stuffing hands in his chest, stalking him... taunting him... oh yeah...not now.
He fished the pellet for the slingshot out of his pocket and fired hastily. He'd honestly been aiming for the back of Scheelite's head, but in his haste ((really that was the ONLY reason))
It ended up more towards the toosh region.
and popped...
Into a cloud of smoke.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 7:11 am
Awww, it sounded like little Zinkenite was angry! Somehow the idea of this irate little midget sounded just adorable. Really, what was he going to do? Climb on his back and piggyback him into submission?
And then whatever the hell that was hit him in the a** and suddenly the world was obscured in a cloud of smoke.
"What the <******** more aggressive side yelled at him to be at the ready for an attack, even if this was just little Zink and so the lieutenant called his guitar from...wherever the hell these things were stored (one day he'd have to figure that one out) and held it at the ready.
Not that he could see anything.
"Where the HELL are you?!"
He swung the guitar, doing nothing more than moving a bit of the smoke around. For now he'd 'battle' the smoke, and then it was Zink's turn for an asskicking.
Once he found him that is.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 8:27 am
Smoke bombs?? He got -smoke bombs- to defend himself with?
He sorted through the pocket again and turned up a panda keychain and stared at it for a moment.
Smoke bombs and a keychain.... right.
Though he did have ONE advantage, he'd disoriented the b*****d.
He stripped off his coat and spun it hard and aimed for -about- where Scheelite's head level had been. His goal was fairly simple. Wrap it around the sonofabitches HEAD and then pummel while he had the chance. Better yet knock him down so that HE had the advantage.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 8:34 am
If Scheelite had been able to see, he likely would have made some snarky comment about how Zink should strip down for him more. It was likely a -very good- thing he couldn't see.
"Come on out little Zink, it's time to kick your a**."
The taller lieutenant sounded pretty pissed, and at the moment was turning in his little smoke cloud to figure out just -where- Zink had been. The coat attack smacked him right in the face, and while this was rather ******** annoying it did do -one- good thing.
It let him know just where Zink was.
One hand struggled to yank the coat off his face, while the other hand swung the guitar wildly as he leapt out of the smoke cloud in the direction the coat had come from.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 8:40 am
Zink ducked low as he could, nearly a spider man crouch to make sure he wasn't smacked by that rather nasty seeming bit of plastic. Wouldn't Demy just -love- that thing? He swore he couldn't escape Guitar hero...
The second he saw the guitar swing past him he LAUNCHED himself as best he could, a little too soon, the guitar neck he rammed rather painfully into his own shoulder as he lunged for the taller boy's chest with the intent to topple.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 8:53 am
That stupid coat was still wrapped aruond his head, but by the 'oof' sound he heard he had to guess he had actually managed to hit Zink. Great!
And about two seconds later Zink had rammed into him and no amount of arm flailing could keep him on his feet. The taller lieutenant went down with a rater loud "OOF" of his own, and was still for just a moment before squirming with all of his limbs in an attempt to throw Zink off.
"Get the ******** off newbie, and take this stupid coat with you!"
The words were snarled, the more animalistic side of Scheelite's personality quickly rearing it's head.
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 8:56 am
"********" snarled Zink, and with at least some of the rage that came from years of being stuffed into lockers, pushed into fountains and having lunch trays dumped on his head he swung a punch for the coat muffled head, straddling the downed Scheelite like he was a kid in a kindergarten fight.
"b*****d sonofaBITCH!! I am not taking s**t from someone who's armed with a PLASTIC GUITAR AND GLOWSTICKS!!"
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Posted: Wed Mar 17, 2010 9:03 am
The punch connected, hard, much harder than he ever imagined Z could punch. It was rather disorientating, scary even.
But ******** if he was going to let Zink win this easily. Or at all.
"Better get used to taking s**t. You're a newbie in a rather tough organization, and I'm pretty sure they're not going to let some little midget push them around!"
FINALLY he ripped that coat off his face, revealing acid green eyes practically burning with rage. Free to see once again, Scheelite swung his own punch up at Zink's head.
Curse this angle, it was rather awkward to aim at someone trying to pin you down.
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