Foster (
phlogistos) wrote2012-11-12 09:12 pm
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[Hey lookit this asshole hanging out in a less then reputable bar!!! He's settled in a booth in the corner, legs stretched out under the table and propped up on the chair across from him. Between long pauses for people watching, he occasionally returns to something he's writing, though he only gets a few words down before he's back to staring at the crowd. Bored out of his mind by the looks of things]
[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]
[Alternately, start something of your own!]
[He's also smoking despite the sign requesting that please not be a thing. The reason management hasn't come up to tell him to stop? Probably has to do with the gigantic black gun propped up beside him]
[Alternately, start something of your own!]
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[What with that big gun and all! ...Nevermind that Oswald doesn't actually like guns.]
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[Snapped: ]
I don't belong to anyone. [And when he exhales, his cigarette smoke is laced through with this... acrid black coal smoke whoops]
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Then you'd just be a thing.
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[And then he jerks back in his chair because wow he hates getting angry! And clearly if he's breathing smoke like that, he's too invested in whatever this dumb kid is saying, so! Grits his teeth. Swallows a couple times. Gets up]
Fine, then I'll just be a thing, you know? [Grabbin his pen and papers and stuff, shoving them into his jacket with a little more vehemence then is really necessary. Then the gun gets slung over his back HE IS GONNA LEAVE YOU TO YOUR BAR EXPLORING GOOD BYE!!!]
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[But he's annoyed right now so he's not paying as much attention as he usually does, just walking briskly down the sidewalk... towards his apartment... which is also in a skeevy part of town]
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[Glancing over his shoulder.......]
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[oh my god @_@]
[Turns back to continue down the road a bit, until he gets to a fire escape. Sitting on the stairs. Removing gun. Loading gun with a single bullet]
[And staring at him the whole time he does it. Gonna put a bullet in your brain if you don't back the fuck off him B|]
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Well.
He wasn't expecting that.
Time to run!
Just not in the opposite direction.]
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[And he's only half done with this so... reaching in his knife belt and throwing a knife at him... hard and... quite quick!]
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Not that Cielo would be any better because killing stuff works.]
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[Come on back sweetheart he's got just the thing for you!]
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...He doesn't think he's actually told him what to do, now that he thinks about it. Oh well! Keeping still and watching Foster right back.]
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[So he has to look up over the scope to find him again...... and then immediately jerking over and firing 8'|]
[Die, kid]
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Yeah, so, urm. Cielo is a cheating mccheaterface and while he doesn't really understand ballistics, he gets that projectiles moving through the air get affected by wind.
So whatever aim that was involved in firing suddenly seems to have been really messed up since Cielo just needed to duck to avoid certain death. And with that he is quickly moving and jumping across rooftops towards you Foster, so. There's that.]
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What the fuck?? [LKSJDF NO HIS AIM IS ALWAYS PERFECT SCREEEE. Fine!]
[FINE!!!!! Sets the gun to one side, and draws one of his fighting daggers, heaving out a breath so that the end of his cigarette lights and suddenly there is just fire... fire wreathed all around him, somehow burning even on the metal and concrete... welp...]
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Okay.
Lots of surprises today, apparently!
This has him stopping in his tracks because wow he doesn't...really want to deal with burny stuff at all. So troublesome!
But at least at this distance he's relatively safe, he hopes.]
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[More importantly though, he sheathes the knife and... leaps up the side of the building! Climbing it the way a lizard might... except he's breathing that black smoke again and his fire is racing up the wall behind him]
[w e l p]
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[Goshhhhhh he wishes he could make it rain but that really isn't one of the Things he can do.
Why did this come to murder anyway, he just wanted to talk to you bro!!!!]
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[But yeah so... the fire reaches the edge of the roof before he does, so enjoy being... punched in the face with a column of flame I guess??]
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