[ He'd be shocked, honestly, if the person who was Jinx's bigger sister was someone that rattled easily. That said, Wrench gave a bit of a laugh as her Omen "confessed". Sorry, Vi. And Doggo. Wrench was more of a metalhead (Hardcore, etc. Could get detailed but that wasn't why they were here). He barely even knew who the fuck Taylor Swift was. RIP. She was like some singer. Something about a wrecking ball or whatever.
Said spider didn't seem to keen on talking. It was, uh. A bit skittish (shy?) and, just for some contradiction, a bit of a nosy little shit all wrapped up in one. Friendly with its body language at least. As much as a spider could have body language. Moving along, though. ]
About as face to face as you'll get. [ Squeaking in that piece of genuine personal honesty. ] Love a little walk and talk. Let's do it.
[ May he present: Lady Smash, his electric sledgehammer that he pulled out of seemingly nowhere(?) and lugged it up to rest on his shoulder before hopping up onto the railing's edge and looking back ad Vi and co. ] Ready when you are.
[vi's been around the genres thanks to her friend group's diverse musical tastes, her own boredom and curiosity. metal? she's got a band for that, but yes ...not why she's here, either. though, she wouldn't complain (right away) if trench decided to start providing soundtracks.
sad spider can be shy, shy's just fine by fang. who can also be a nosy little shit, but because this is serious (mostly) business, she's keeping a lid on it. mostly.]
So how'd you guys meet, anyway?
[she'd bet bloodstones on mayhem but she's not committed to that track - it's jinx. could have been anything.]
And I'm always ready. But that? [a whistle and a nod toward that weapon.] Now that's a fuckin' weapon. It got a story? You know, for the walk and talk.
[ Trench should supply soundtracks to people when they're doing something dangerous, let's be honest here. If it does all the other bullshit magic crap it does then why not soundtracks? This of course could also be solved by either of their omni throwing on some tunes but you know how it is. Hindsight was always 20/20. Anyway, if Fang was also a nosy little shit then their omens would end up getting long just fine!
Off they go to the great beyond or whatever. ]
Through the network, initially. During the whole gay panic thing Robby's dad, uh. What's his name. Johnny? Was going through. We got off topic. Started talking about explosives and whatever. [ Not quite mayhem but count on either of them to go from talking about gay panic to explosives. How does it even happen??? ] Always good to know who's who when you're new in town, right? But then I saw how young she was.
[ This is a thing, Vi. You're also young to him. Sorry to say. His story stops though to appreciate her appreciation of the Lady. ] Who, Lady Smash? [ Yes, this is the sledgehammer's name. Thank you. ] Yeah she has some tricks up her sleeve. I'm sure we'll see some of them soon. [ The mask shifted to a ^__^ as he nodded. Though a sigh slowly followed as they continued outward and his mask returned to those neutral X's. ]
Listen, Vi. Getting all serious isn't my usual MO to be honest but this is kind of important. Cause I feel like your sister's got some things going on, yeah? And the power dynamic that an age gap provides, intentional or not, doesn't escape me. Maybe I'm wrong here but she strikes me as a person who really needs people that give a shit about the whole of her, the kinda crazy and the just a fucking teenager parts.
It's just that I'm the crazy uncle type of person, you feel me?
[is getting serious vi's mo? sometimes. it can be. and it could be now, since this is a serious situation.]
Oh. Yeah. Johnny's got---
[a sigh into the air. an eyeroll. a thoughtful frown.]
---he's trying his best.
[is his best sometimes a mess? welp, a lot of them can lay claim to that fault.]
Off topic? In Trench? With my sister? You don't say. [sounds about right.] But you're right, good to know who's who and what's what. Not so long ago I was the one asking all the questions 'cause I was the new blood in town.
[it's not as advanced as some things she's seen and it might not be magic, but the shift of the mask's 'expression' is amusing (and informative).]
And I'm all ears. If that came out sounding like I'm being a smartass, I can't always help that, so you gotta take my word for it. If Jinx thinks you're a friend, then we're good. So far, anyway. She's...
...she's trying really hard. And yeah, there's a lot going on. More than a lot. I can't be there every time, even if I try. Sometimes she might not want me there. She needs people that have her back, no matter what. Straight shooters that can still manage to soften the bullet a little, maybe take the judgy part out of it, y' know?
[the mask. the selfie. the hammer. yeah, she gives him a nod before answering.] I get it. You're willing to do that after just a coupla weeks?
[it's not sus. it's just ...sometimes it's still surprising. but maybe he relates to her. maybe he's like maul, a little? or even sharon. too soon to tell, but the farther out they go, the mistier it seems to get, the more sounds bounce around the trees, the more shadows ...dance.]
[ Wrench shrugged. ] it's hard when you roll with a certain crowd your entire life. Sounds like he's deep in that closet, man. [ Which gets him to chuckle a bit. ] You know its just funny though, now that I'm thinking about it, that being "deep in the closet" is the gayest fucking saying.
[ Yeaaah. Mess was a part of life though, wasn't it? People who weren't messy... made him nervous. They felt fake. Hiding something, or fucking sociopaths. Glad to hear the mask was doing its intended job, though. ] So you've not been here too long, or?
[ Well. Now that they were out in the creeping darkness among the mist and fog he figured was a good time to power her up. She helped with a bit of light and frankly just made him less anxious. ] And it's cool, man. I probably came out swinging for you too hard anyway. [ He just had his reasons. They mattered a little less, now. ]
I can tell you with certainty I would not be risking my delicate little ass for someone or something I didn't feel an important connection to. But since we're on the topic of straight shooters but a little more gentle, here's where I need some guidance.
[ His stomach ties itself in knots. This isn't what he signed up for. Did not sign up for opening up so soon! God dammit and if he cared less he'd be fine with just nodding and going, uhuh, okay. Sure, Jan. Ooh, but he gives a shit because he's really tired of seeing brilliant people getting the light sucked out of them because they "don't fit" or, you know, because their brain was a little wonky sometimes. ] My understanding of right and wrong might not be what everyone agrees on either, you feel me? If she tells me she blew up a building that happened to kill some police or, whatever the fuck you guys call them, enforcers? You know, I don't think I'm too upset over that.
It's pretty gay, yeah. [have a snort that she can't and doesn't bother to try and contain.] But here we are in the land of second chances. And curses, blood bullshit, kidnapping cultists---
---I could go on, but I've only been here nine months.
Weird that nothing's poked its head out yet. Huh. Doubt they're scared of us.
[maybe a bad sign. if the usual beasts aren't turning up it's a little hard to imagine what they'd hide from. maybe nothing, maybe this is just some new trench bullshit.]
Can't say I haven't done the same thing myself. I'm always down to take swings. Take 'em, dodge 'em, whatever. [a hammer lantern? hammer tech? hammer magic? that's just fucking cool, and she holds up her gauntlets, channels a bit of chakra a bit of blood and they've got a glow, too. a glow that allows the shift of her eyes to his backside to be completely obvious.]
Delicate isn't what I'd go with for that ass, but okay. Guidance hat is on. Metaphorically speaking.
We don't have them here. But yeah, it's enforcers. Police. Cops. I used to fuck 'em up, too when I was small, I used to hate 'em more than I hated prison guards, but it's not so much that as it is other people getting caught in the crossfire. And then it's some kinda bounty on her head and ...who knows what kind of mob justice. There's a whole ass Pthumerian just for dispensing fucked up "justice". Then it's war and she's dead or I'm dead and...
I only told her to stay away from one enforcer. But that's ...not important. I don't think that's why she bailed. I think I know why, but I think she's wrong.
[yeah, that's some kind of shape out there. it's not sister-shaped. but it's also not coming closer. yet.]
So, if I'm hearing you right, you think ...outside the box, too? You live on the edge, you like a little violence. Maybe a lot of violence? [but you still have a sense of right and a sense of wrong, or you wouldn't have signed up for crazy uncle duty.]
[ ^__^ still got it, the whole make people chuckle thing. Which was also an annoy people thing if they were curmudgeons like Aiden was. More importantly: ] Kidnapping cultists.
[ That catches his ears more than anything else and it's definitely not because he's been kidnapped before. Fuckin' twice. BY THE GOVERNMENT. Please, feel free to elaborate, Vi. In the meantime... nine months, so not too long but long enough to have some kinda handle on things. Whereas Wrench isn't very worried about the silence given he doesn't know its fuckin' weird until Vi said something. Stowing that back into his brainium. ]
Yanno, for some totally weird reason that I just can't put my finger on, I had a feeling you might be a bit scrappy. Dunno what it is, man. [ He gave a wave to her gauntlets with a nod. Sarcasm at its finest. ] Fuckin cool as shit, though. Can't wait to see what they do. and they gloβ hey. [ His feet paused for a moment. You know, gotta seize the comical point of this. ] Have you been looking at my ass this whole time? Unbelievable.
[ Smh. Can't blame, though. He does look good in leather, don't he? Moving on! ] Back home people think the world can't survive without enforcement and authority. I think that's a load of fucking shit. The rich are just scared that once their protection is up they'll finally get what's coming for them. The impoverished are gonna eat them alive and they fuckin' should. Personally I'm a fan of this barter system we have here. It's about community, man. We care for our own.
But I get what you're saying. [ That was, after all, why he was often considered a terrorist. They tried, he tried to not get people caught up in the mix unless they knew what they were getting into but sometimes shit happened and sometimes shit happened that had nothing to do with you but was blamed on you any fucking way. Not that he's bitter or anything. ] Sometimes you need someone else to reel you back not because they think you're wrong or you're a bad person but because they get it and they just want you to give it a little more thought, yeah?
[ That visor turned into a squinting emoji when they both seemed to see something out in the distance at the same time. His voice quieted a little. ] Think it might be time to party, soon.
As for me? [ The X's returning, he tipped his head toward Vi for a moment. ] Sure, yeah I get a kick out of explosions and things that give me an adrenaline boost but honestly? Wish I didn't. At the core of it all I'm just a nerd who makes fucking robots and other tech, but I'm angry at the world and I'm both crazy enough and have the means to do something about it so here we are.
Tried to be normal once. Didn't work out. [ He weighed the hammer in his hand as they continued forward, ready. ] And that's just fuckin' life, ain't it?
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Said spider didn't seem to keen on talking. It was, uh. A bit skittish (shy?) and, just for some contradiction, a bit of a nosy little shit all wrapped up in one. Friendly with its body language at least. As much as a spider could have body language. Moving along, though. ]
About as face to face as you'll get. [ Squeaking in that piece of genuine personal honesty. ] Love a little walk and talk. Let's do it.
[ May he present: Lady Smash, his electric sledgehammer that he pulled out of seemingly nowhere(?) and lugged it up to rest on his shoulder before hopping up onto the railing's edge and looking back ad Vi and co. ] Ready when you are.
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sad spider can be shy, shy's just fine by fang. who can also be a nosy little shit, but because this is serious (mostly) business, she's keeping a lid on it. mostly.]
So how'd you guys meet, anyway?
[she'd bet bloodstones on mayhem but she's not committed to that track - it's jinx. could have been anything.]
And I'm always ready. But that? [a whistle and a nod toward that weapon.] Now that's a fuckin' weapon. It got a story? You know, for the walk and talk.
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Off they go to the great beyond or whatever. ]
Through the network, initially. During the whole gay panic thing Robby's dad, uh. What's his name. Johnny? Was going through. We got off topic. Started talking about explosives and whatever. [ Not quite mayhem but count on either of them to go from talking about gay panic to explosives. How does it even happen??? ] Always good to know who's who when you're new in town, right? But then I saw how young she was.
[ This is a thing, Vi. You're also young to him. Sorry to say. His story stops though to appreciate her appreciation of the Lady. ] Who, Lady Smash? [ Yes, this is the sledgehammer's name. Thank you. ] Yeah she has some tricks up her sleeve. I'm sure we'll see some of them soon. [ The mask shifted to a ^__^ as he nodded. Though a sigh slowly followed as they continued outward and his mask returned to those neutral X's. ]
Listen, Vi. Getting all serious isn't my usual MO to be honest but this is kind of important. Cause I feel like your sister's got some things going on, yeah? And the power dynamic that an age gap provides, intentional or not, doesn't escape me. Maybe I'm wrong here but she strikes me as a person who really needs people that give a shit about the whole of her, the kinda crazy and the just a fucking teenager parts.
It's just that I'm the crazy uncle type of person, you feel me?
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Oh. Yeah. Johnny's got---
[a sigh into the air. an eyeroll. a thoughtful frown.]
---he's trying his best.
[is his best sometimes a mess? welp, a lot of them can lay claim to that fault.]
Off topic? In Trench? With my sister? You don't say. [sounds about right.] But you're right, good to know who's who and what's what. Not so long ago I was the one asking all the questions 'cause I was the new blood in town.
[it's not as advanced as some things she's seen and it might not be magic, but the shift of the mask's 'expression' is amusing (and informative).]
And I'm all ears. If that came out sounding like I'm being a smartass, I can't always help that, so you gotta take my word for it. If Jinx thinks you're a friend, then we're good. So far, anyway. She's...
...she's trying really hard. And yeah, there's a lot going on. More than a lot. I can't be there every time, even if I try. Sometimes she might not want me there. She needs people that have her back, no matter what. Straight shooters that can still manage to soften the bullet a little, maybe take the judgy part out of it, y' know?
[the mask. the selfie. the hammer. yeah, she gives him a nod before answering.] I get it. You're willing to do that after just a coupla weeks?
[it's not sus. it's just ...sometimes it's still surprising. but maybe he relates to her. maybe he's like maul, a little? or even sharon. too soon to tell, but the farther out they go, the mistier it seems to get, the more sounds bounce around the trees, the more shadows ...dance.]
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[ Yeaaah. Mess was a part of life though, wasn't it? People who weren't messy... made him nervous. They felt fake. Hiding something, or fucking sociopaths. Glad to hear the mask was doing its intended job, though. ] So you've not been here too long, or?
[ Well. Now that they were out in the creeping darkness among the mist and fog he figured was a good time to power her up. She helped with a bit of light and frankly just made him less anxious. ] And it's cool, man. I probably came out swinging for you too hard anyway. [ He just had his reasons. They mattered a little less, now. ]
I can tell you with certainty I would not be risking my delicate little ass for someone or something I didn't feel an important connection to. But since we're on the topic of straight shooters but a little more gentle, here's where I need some guidance.
[ His stomach ties itself in knots. This isn't what he signed up for. Did not sign up for opening up so soon! God dammit and if he cared less he'd be fine with just nodding and going, uhuh, okay. Sure, Jan. Ooh, but he gives a shit because he's really tired of seeing brilliant people getting the light sucked out of them because they "don't fit" or, you know, because their brain was a little wonky sometimes. ] My understanding of right and wrong might not be what everyone agrees on either, you feel me? If she tells me she blew up a building that happened to kill some police or, whatever the fuck you guys call them, enforcers? You know, I don't think I'm too upset over that.
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---I could go on, but I've only been here nine months.
Weird that nothing's poked its head out yet. Huh. Doubt they're scared of us.
[maybe a bad sign. if the usual beasts aren't turning up it's a little hard to imagine what they'd hide from. maybe nothing, maybe this is just some new trench bullshit.]
Can't say I haven't done the same thing myself. I'm always down to take swings. Take 'em, dodge 'em, whatever. [a hammer lantern? hammer tech? hammer magic? that's just fucking cool, and she holds up her gauntlets, channels a bit of chakra a bit of blood and they've got a glow, too. a glow that allows the shift of her eyes to his backside to be completely obvious.]
Delicate isn't what I'd go with for that ass, but okay. Guidance hat is on. Metaphorically speaking.
We don't have them here. But yeah, it's enforcers. Police. Cops. I used to fuck 'em up, too when I was small, I used to hate 'em more than I hated prison guards, but it's not so much that as it is other people getting caught in the crossfire. And then it's some kinda bounty on her head and ...who knows what kind of mob justice. There's a whole ass Pthumerian just for dispensing fucked up "justice". Then it's war and she's dead or I'm dead and...
I only told her to stay away from one enforcer. But that's ...not important. I don't think that's why she bailed. I think I know why, but I think she's wrong.
[yeah, that's some kind of shape out there. it's not sister-shaped. but it's also not coming closer. yet.]
So, if I'm hearing you right, you think ...outside the box, too? You live on the edge, you like a little violence. Maybe a lot of violence? [but you still have a sense of right and a sense of wrong, or you wouldn't have signed up for crazy uncle duty.]
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[ That catches his ears more than anything else and it's definitely not because he's been kidnapped before. Fuckin' twice. BY THE GOVERNMENT. Please, feel free to elaborate, Vi. In the meantime... nine months, so not too long but long enough to have some kinda handle on things. Whereas Wrench isn't very worried about the silence given he doesn't know its fuckin' weird until Vi said something. Stowing that back into his brainium. ]
Yanno, for some totally weird reason that I just can't put my finger on, I had a feeling you might be a bit scrappy. Dunno what it is, man. [ He gave a wave to her gauntlets with a nod. Sarcasm at its finest. ] Fuckin cool as shit, though. Can't wait to see what they do. and they gloβ hey. [ His feet paused for a moment. You know, gotta seize the comical point of this. ] Have you been looking at my ass this whole time? Unbelievable.
[ Smh. Can't blame, though. He does look good in leather, don't he? Moving on! ] Back home people think the world can't survive without enforcement and authority. I think that's a load of fucking shit. The rich are just scared that once their protection is up they'll finally get what's coming for them. The impoverished are gonna eat them alive and they fuckin' should. Personally I'm a fan of this barter system we have here. It's about community, man. We care for our own.
But I get what you're saying. [ That was, after all, why he was often considered a terrorist. They tried, he tried to not get people caught up in the mix unless they knew what they were getting into but sometimes shit happened and sometimes shit happened that had nothing to do with you but was blamed on you any fucking way. Not that he's bitter or anything. ] Sometimes you need someone else to reel you back not because they think you're wrong or you're a bad person but because they get it and they just want you to give it a little more thought, yeah?
[ That visor turned into a squinting emoji when they both seemed to see something out in the distance at the same time. His voice quieted a little. ] Think it might be time to party, soon.
As for me? [ The X's returning, he tipped his head toward Vi for a moment. ] Sure, yeah I get a kick out of explosions and things that give me an adrenaline boost but honestly? Wish I didn't. At the core of it all I'm just a nerd who makes fucking robots and other tech, but I'm angry at the world and I'm both crazy enough and have the means to do something about it so here we are.
Tried to be normal once. Didn't work out. [ He weighed the hammer in his hand as they continued forward, ready. ] And that's just fuckin' life, ain't it?