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 Posted: Sat Jan 13, 2018 10:32 am
There came a sense of apprehension as the page dusted another youma, this time with piece of wood. He was located in the outdoor lumber yard of a Lowe's Home Improvement Store (such a weird place for a youma to chase him), where he had been cornered just until now. Except---Ah. There it was. Unfortunately. Okolnir kept his hold on the piece of word as he turned to face the signature of the Captain, not at all surprised that it happened to be the same one that had been plaguing him as of late.
"We really need to stop meeting like this." The page informed him after giving him a small salute with the wood. "And haven't you learned your lesson yet? You're best just leaving me be."
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 8:56 am
It wasn't like he wanted to be found by that pain-in-the-a** page that always seemed to cross paths with him over the past week. Maybe he needed to just stop powering down for the time being - was it cosmic advice that he was simply ignoring out of stubborn habit? Maybe he needed to stay home and play more video games. Maybe he needed to pick up a couple more shifts so he could afford that new video game coming out. Maybe he just needed to kill the stupid page and be done with it. Arms folded themselves as his boots pushed together, the Captain stopping in his tracks as he realized that he'd been graced with yet another random happenstance chance with the other man. "Got some wood for me, I see." Smirking, his head tilted. "Don't worry, you're not the only one, I'm sure."
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 9:12 am
Well damn. Okolnir had to give him props for that one. He always appreciated some word play, whether is was crass or clever. Respect. The page tucked the wood under his arm briefly to golf clap for the Captain. He smoothly resumed holding it though, and tensed in anticipation. "I mean...it's fair to include yourself in that assessment." He relied, smiling. "Might was well love yourself, right?" Instead of waiting for the young man to start, the page grabbed another piece of nearby wood and chucked it at him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 9:22 am
He was having a smug moment, proud of his own comment. In fact, he was so self-absorbed at his own burn that he wasn't properly prepared to deflect the small plank of wood aimed in his direction, having put his mind to work trying to deflect the masturbation implication. "Hey - ******** off, I didn't even go for you yet!" The wood connected with his shoulder and he grimaced, one hand moving up to quickly rub the offended appendage. ********. For someone who was so adamant about not fighting he sure as hell wasn't showing it. The gauntlet's blade was released and he offered a token pose with his weapon before huffing, "I love myself enough. And not like that. Why don't you try fighting me like a real man instead of throwing things like some little girl?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 9:45 am
"But you were going to eventually." Even if battling the agent did have him on edge, at least, if he died, there was amusement to be had with their banter. It was his one consolation. Ah, there it was. His weapon was drawn. "I'd say you're mistaken, friend." The page grabbed another plank and chucked it at Epidote. "I actually should be fighting you like a little girl. Have you seen one go? They're little animals. Always taking shots right below the belt."
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 11:47 am
He was ready for the plank this time, arm up and swinging to meet the force of the wood. It split into halves, both dropping to the ground with equal thuds as the blonde Captain offered (what he felt was) a ruthless grin. "Below the belt? Why are you so fixated on my d**k, dude?" With the plank now out of his hands, the Captain kept his distance but leaned in to slash at the other man, seizing what opportunity he could to get a punch (or was it slice?) in.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 12:00 pm
"It's you with the fixation. You're the one that started the conversation about dicks in various states." Okay, there he went. Okolnir immediately leapt back as Epidote advanced and swung, making sure to stay well clear of that blade. The problem about being in this lumber yard was that there weren't a lot of things to pick up and throw. Well...if only he could reach the section where there were more wood planks. Green eyes sought out his objective. Right over there. He made a dash for it, leaping off the pile of wood boards he was currently on.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 12:08 pm
" You're the one talking about loving yourself and below the be---hey, don't turn your back on me!" He missed with the weapon, another irritating reminder that he lacked something that could reach out much further than his own hand. Others got staves and hammers and swords - for having something attached to him, it wasn't being very helpful. Eyes widened as he noticed what the other man was going for, Epidote quickly teleporting his way to the other side of Lowe's lumber yard in an attempt to cut him off. The transport was draining but efficient. He wouldn't be able to teleport again without some energy but at least it would stop this dickbrain from throwing more s**t at him. "Why do we keep ending up back at the start, with you trying to grab things to use on me? Scared you've got the strength of a little girl, too?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 12:41 pm
He had expected this, honestly. Been counting on it, too. Could Epidote have been set up? Yes. Quite honestly. Before the captain appeared, the page had pocketed a utility blade he had found while dealing with the youma. It was tucked into his sash, and right next to them, was a large stack of teetering wood planks, barely held in place by a frayed strap. Okolnir smiled at him as he used his sleight of hand to produce the utility blade. Cliiiiiiiick. Was the sound of the blade coming out. With his enhanced strength, Okolnir swiped at the frayed strap, and it broke. Right after, the page shot straight up into the air as the wood planks creaked, groaned, and then tumbled over in an avalanche of wood. " I've got more wood than you can handle."
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 12:51 pm
There was no saving himself. The click of someone else's button did not have the same satisfaction as his own did and he would have implied as much if the young Captain wasn't raising both arms up to defend himself from the oncoming waterfall of wood. Pounds and pounds of flat timber found their way on top of him and a soft groan from beneath the massive pile was the only sign of life that the Captain still existed. He didn't even have the gumption to sass back, to remind the other man that he was once again using a d**k reference on him. No, Captain Epidote was down for the count until some unfortunate Lowe's employees came to scoop him out of the mess. Already, a series of alarmed voices were shouting out from the automatic entrance, a crowd of people in blue vests on their way to hurry towards the scene. At least someone had his back. Sort of.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 12:57 pm
Okolnir landed on one of the high shelves, and peered down at the mess. As much as the banter was fun, there was no sympathy for the young man underneath the pile of wood. He seemed down for the count, and if there was one thing Okolnir did excel at (when given the proper opportunity) it was bailing. He was about to toss the utility knife back, but decided to keep it. He took it with him as he leaped over the high fence of the lumber yard and onto the other side, where he quickly released his glamour and blended in with others to make his way home.
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