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 Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2018 9:53 pm
These pesky youma were forcing him to power up more and more, and Okolnir was definitely not liking this change of events. He was feeling he could somewhat sympathize with Sergei when his friend Olga made him go out and patrol. Except, maybe not really. That still amused him. Apparently Sergei hadn't been patrolling a lot lately, because he hadn't heard anything from his friend in a while.
Hm.
Okolnir dusted the youma with a vase he had pilfered from a nearby gravestone, and hoped the deceased it had belonged to would forgive him for the emergency in which he needed it. It had been something else to be chased into one of the cemeteries within Destiny City. It was rather crowed, many dead residents, and surrounded on nearly all sides by sky scrapers...a very interesting place and not something he would have chosen, but beggars couldn't be choosers.
Oh.
The page turned as a signature popped onto his radar, and mentally cursed his luck once again. "The expression was bye Felicia, friend...not hello." This, once again, was not good.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 9:15 am
"Hello..... it's me," the blonde Captain crooned as he stepped out from behind one of the larger looking mausoleums of the cemetery. His grin was apparent - what a stroke of luck, stumbling across him again, of all the people in Destiny City. Graveyards were a perfect place to harvest energy, or even a starseed or two. Grieving families and spouses (were they ex-spouses, at that point?) would come out distraught and upset, selfishly thinking only of themselves as their bodies threw themselves across their beloved's gravestone. Easy-peasy when it came to simply sneaking up from behind them and taking what he wanted. Finding another powered person there, though - that was a nice surprise. "You're lucky you didn't break my kneecap last time," he snorted, eyes dropping down in search of any potential metal weaponry. Good - no pipe around, just a granite vase, "And look at you, desecrating tombstones. Tsk tsk. Not a very respectful guy, are you?"
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 9:30 am
"Listen Adele, just like before, I don't want any trouble." Okolnir kept a tight hold on his vase, as yes, the lack of a metallic weapon with some reach was sorely noted. "So just walk away, son." He kept the Captain within his line of sight, but couldn't help to scan left and right, just to start getting a better grip on his surroundings. Already he was starting to formulate possibilities for dodging and getting the hell out of here. Getting away after the Captain had been momentarily distracted had worked last time, and he was apt to try it again.
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 9:41 am
" I don't want any trouble," he mimicked back, voice high pitched and as girly as he could possibly make it (for dramatic, annoying effect of course). "Look, you asked for trouble when you decided to run around beating the snot out of people with a metal pipe. All's fair game now, asswipe." Granted, the events of their previous encounter might have been exaggerated a little bit but Epidote was pretty sure the guy would have kept wailing on him with the pipe if he'd had the balls of a real guy and not a freakin' chicken. The gauntlet was raised and the button was pushed, that familiar, wonderful sound filling the air as the blade escaped from its confines. "You feeling lucky today, man? Because I'm feeling lucky today."
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 9:57 am
"There's nothing fair about this." Okolnir replied with a small smile. "You're the one waving around a deadly weapon with teleportation powers. All I have is this vase and my wits." Eyes flicked to said weapon, and he turned the vase in his hands, the opening pointed towards the captain. He made no move yet though, waiting to see what the young man would do first. Remembering last time, he also made sure to stay light on his feet. This kid could teleport behind him at any time, but he hoped the environment would work to his favor. The walkways in this cemetery were pretty narrow, and the odds that the Captain might teleport and put some headstones between them were pretty good, in his opinion. "Id say you were lucky last time, too. You know. When I didn't break your knee cap."
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 10:55 am
Wow, the mouth on this blob of DNA was a big one. Frowning, he moved to fold his arms across his chest, a habit that came second nature when he was irritated and working to find proper comebacks and insults. "You know, you're not doing yourself any favors here by- <******** enough, the gesture had the blade sliding right alongside him, the sharp edge of the dagger cutting directly through the fabric of his uniform and slicing a thin line against his chest. ********, that s**t hurt. Scowling, he whipped his hands away from his torso, staring at the offending blade and once again wondering why the ******** these White Moon nerds were able to convince him to keep hurting himself on his own weapon. ********. This one wasn't turning out to be any better than the Captain - go freakin' figure. "You're going to pay for that," he growled, wasting no time to dart forward and pay back the page for the offensive display of... whatever it was that he'd done!
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Posted: Tue Jan 09, 2018 11:13 am
A red brow arched as the Captain cursed, and he could see that he had harmed himself with his own weapon. Against better judgement, Okolnir's smile widened just a fraction in amusement. He clucked his tongue. "Looks like someone needs more practice~" He mused. "Now that's just rude. I shouldn't have to pay for your mistakes." He was charging though, and Okolnir was ready to dodge. He silently made his apologies to the multiple resting souls he was about to offend by using their headstones as a jungle gym. The page leapt to the side, vaulting over one of the nearby headstones to throw himself into the next alley over. He spun, looking to keep his eyes on the Captain at all times.
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Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2018 3:26 pm
The b*****d grinned. He freaking grinned at Epidote hurting himself!!!!! If Epidote could roar, he would have. But since he was neither lion nor a fierce-looking manly-man (like the dudes from Outlander), he was resolved to simply swinging his blade out as he chased after the stupid page with the stupid grinning face. "You'll pay for being on the wrong side of things," he finally barked out, slashing out towards the man as he hopped over one of the tombstones in pursuit. "Can't fight, can't be on the winning side - what can you do, dipshit??"
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 12:01 am
"Stay slice free." He told the Captain cheerfully. "Which is more than you can say for yourself." Okolnir didn't know when to keep his mouth shut. He ran down the aisle and found another vase, this time full of fake flowers. He snatched it as he ran, and then immediately turned to whip it at the Captain. He didn't wait to see whether that hit him or not, much less slow him down, and vaulted over another head stone into the next row.
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 9:30 am
The vase careened in his direction but for once, Epidote was prepared for it. While the blade couldn't cut through the granite, it was able to at least deflect the heavy object away and prevent a painful impact. The blonde Captain was thrilled at his own blocking skills, enough so that he completely ignored the direction he was headed in... so when his foot went to rest on the grass and found nothing, he found himself yelping in surprise at the sudden lack of ground. In a matter of seconds, the tall boy found himself tumbling into an open gravesite. There was a moment of sheer panic as he landed in the dirt with a loud THUD and the slow realization of where exactly he'd fallen into. Crap... crap... crap! Muttering under his breath, he moved to stand up... and promptly fell back down, sharp pain shooting through his ankle. What. The. ******** class="quote">Lucyal
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Posted: Thu Jan 11, 2018 2:04 pm
He'd been watching the Captain out of the corner of his eye as he moved, so when the young man suddenly disappeared and didn't reappear, Okolnir skidded to a stop. This would actually be the best time to high tail it out of here now... ... But damn he could never resist the urge to get the last annoying quip in. Okolnir jogged over to where Epidote had disappeared, and cautiously peered over the edge and into the hole. " You're in deep, son." He said, and this time his grin was shining as he looked down at Epidote. "Sit there a while and contemplate your life, will you? Toodles~" Okolnir didn't bother waiting for a reply, and started to leap over headstones for the most direct route out of here. He ditched the vase he'd still been holding onto, and once he was far enough away, released his glamour to resume his civilian identity in the company of other civilians. Very thankful he was able to make it out another night.
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Posted: Fri Jan 12, 2018 3:42 am
The very last thing Epidote wanted to see at that moment was the dumb page's face peering over the edge of the grave. The stupid, stupid pun wasn't much better and was responded to with a very direct, very middle finger.
“Are you too stupid to run when you get a chance??”
But it was too late, the young man's head having already disappeared over the side of the dirt wall, probably grinning and gloating like the stupid Moonie that he was.
Hmph.
Giving the side of the grave a firm, angry kick with his good foot, the peeved Captain dissolved into thin air as he teleported himself away - pissed and dejected at once again being bested by an annoying jerkwad.
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