Private Leonard L Church - v. A (
motherfucking_ghosttype) wrote in
victory_road2016-08-16 01:28 pm
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[The gear comes up and is aimed at an imposing figure in black armor who says nothing, merely tilts its (her) head and crosses its (her) arms.]
I fucking told you I was gonna. See, this is what you get when you do the childish cold shoulder not talking thing. I get childish right back and show everyone what a baby you're being.
[The figure doesn't move. And Church's voice gets unsettled.]
Look, haha, I get that you're mad at me for whatever, but the least you could do is threaten to punch me for that. No? Nothing? Just follow me around like a--
[He turns the gear back on himself and turns around, continues walking wherever in Goldenrod he's going. Over his shoulder, the black-clad soldier dutifully follows.] Do you see what I have to deal with? She's even worse when she decides to start talking, but the whole silent treatment thing sucks. You guys agree she's being a bitch, right? Oh, sure, don't say hi to your ex, just loom creepily. Two can totally play at this game.
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[It's not been the most fun time at the Fratlancer house. Gross enough that the trio decided to get all publicly engaged/married to one another. Sure gonna have to spend more time at Tucker's until the schmoop dies down. The Japanese-in-all-but-name festivals didn't appeal to him, because he's not Japanese, and he doesn't want to put on a kimono or whatever, and he doesn't want to fuck with ghosts. Other than Slimer, who was honestly just as content to stay at home with his trainer.
And then Tex showed up.
He can't even say when she did. It seemed like he turned a corner and she was just there like she was waiting for him. He went back around the corner, waited a minute not in complete terror, and then came around again, with her still standing there. Okay. So. Okay. That's a thing that's happening now. He'd tried a few awkward hi's, got nothing in return, which, okay, that's fair, honestly. Any attempt to talk, not at all about the serious things regarding, uh, dying, and giving oneself up for the greater good, and finding out that neither of them were ever really real, just fucked up reflections of other people--just about hey, do you have a poke-partner, what's up with these fucked up critters, bet you like the battling, hey some of your not-friends are here--
Nothing. Just unnerving staring from behind her helmet. Not even bothering to take it off (and...and she has to have a body now, right? he has a body now, and he didn't get to have his armor), can't read her face without there being a face. He's not sure what he'd expect, anyway. He lets her have the silent treatment for a while, which would be better if she wasn't following him around. It's very frustrating.
So, at least for the first day, he's decided to resolutely ignore her. Throw the silent treatment right back at her. But god it's hard. There's so much that could be said, and he doesn't know where to start or what to say.
Selfishly, he hopes she doesn't go away.]
[The gear comes up and is aimed at an imposing figure in black armor who says nothing, merely tilts its (her) head and crosses its (her) arms.]
I fucking told you I was gonna. See, this is what you get when you do the childish cold shoulder not talking thing. I get childish right back and show everyone what a baby you're being.
[The figure doesn't move. And Church's voice gets unsettled.]
Look, haha, I get that you're mad at me for whatever, but the least you could do is threaten to punch me for that. No? Nothing? Just follow me around like a--
[He turns the gear back on himself and turns around, continues walking wherever in Goldenrod he's going. Over his shoulder, the black-clad soldier dutifully follows.] Do you see what I have to deal with? She's even worse when she decides to start talking, but the whole silent treatment thing sucks. You guys agree she's being a bitch, right? Oh, sure, don't say hi to your ex, just loom creepily. Two can totally play at this game.
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[It's not been the most fun time at the Fratlancer house. Gross enough that the trio decided to get all publicly engaged/married to one another. Sure gonna have to spend more time at Tucker's until the schmoop dies down. The Japanese-in-all-but-name festivals didn't appeal to him, because he's not Japanese, and he doesn't want to put on a kimono or whatever, and he doesn't want to fuck with ghosts. Other than Slimer, who was honestly just as content to stay at home with his trainer.
And then Tex showed up.
He can't even say when she did. It seemed like he turned a corner and she was just there like she was waiting for him. He went back around the corner, waited a minute not in complete terror, and then came around again, with her still standing there. Okay. So. Okay. That's a thing that's happening now. He'd tried a few awkward hi's, got nothing in return, which, okay, that's fair, honestly. Any attempt to talk, not at all about the serious things regarding, uh, dying, and giving oneself up for the greater good, and finding out that neither of them were ever really real, just fucked up reflections of other people--just about hey, do you have a poke-partner, what's up with these fucked up critters, bet you like the battling, hey some of your not-friends are here--
Nothing. Just unnerving staring from behind her helmet. Not even bothering to take it off (and...and she has to have a body now, right? he has a body now, and he didn't get to have his armor), can't read her face without there being a face. He's not sure what he'd expect, anyway. He lets her have the silent treatment for a while, which would be better if she wasn't following him around. It's very frustrating.
So, at least for the first day, he's decided to resolutely ignore her. Throw the silent treatment right back at her. But god it's hard. There's so much that could be said, and he doesn't know where to start or what to say.
Selfishly, he hopes she doesn't go away.]

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Well, if North hadn't already been 100% sure that the imposing, helmet-less figure in orchid and bright lime-green armor following him around wasn't actually his sister, the fact that she didn't immediately pull a minigun out of her ass at the sight of Tex was the last bit of proof he needed.
He seems profoundly unbothered by the presence of the ghosts, sipping his coffee and watching South size up Tex with disinterest, the ghost of his twin sister never straying more than an arm's length away from him.]
Morning, Church. Coffee?
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South however doesn't give a single fuck and just follows North to the counter. Church has to swallow his heart back down into his chest and finally settle back down. Tex had tensed up at his abrupt motion but settles, also, back down.]
Christ. Y'know, for a purgatory or an afterlife, this is a pretty nice version. A lot less hellfire than a lot of people were expecting.
Um. Coffee. Yeah. Sure. Tex, you want--oh right nevermind. [He huffs and leans on his elbows, hooking a thumb over his shoulder at her.] Silent treatment. Is, uh. She. giving you the same...?
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For the moment, he doesn't break the illusion. He knows to tread lightly with the Alpha, has to make sure that he has some inkling it's not the real Tex before he drops a bomb shell.]
Mmhm. It's the quietest she's ever been in our whole lives.
[By now he's learned how Church takes his coffee, so he slides the mug over with his left hand, the one bearing the now-ever present ring.]
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[He draws the mug up and continues to squint at South, then at North, and that is uncanny.] Did I mention that's fucked up?
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...We're twins, actually. Hence the themed code names.
[He sounds half-amused, and surprisingly unoffended by the offhanded 'bitch' remark. Either he's learning to speak Church or he's honestly used to hearing his sister called that.]
What's so fucked up about it?
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[Whoa hey, how about that, it's one of the last people to see him alive and his personal specter of bad luck, how interesante. He's kind of missed her York blinks, then squinches his eyebrows.]
Wait, wait, whoa. You and Tex? [York could maybe stand to sound less incredulous.] Did I know that? Did anyone tell me that, I think someone should've told me that.
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[York lets that stand for a second, then slowly doubles over, cracking up.]
Whew, oh man. Now I've seen it all!
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...No, she'd probably play it off like I'm crazy and delusional, but it's true anyway. Asshole.
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[The silent treatment might be expected from this... imposing black-armored woman, but certainly not from the lady that can be seen behind Cecil. Not that he believes for a moment she's the real thing.]
Has she... done anything, besides standing silently? Pointed at any object, tried to lead you somewhere? A former lover should deserve a greeting or a message, at the very least.
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And nothing's gotten punched into oblivion or exploded or shot. As far as I'm aware.
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[He wouldn't blame him for that.]
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Your ex just...showed up, out of nowhere? She's not even saying anything? That's...really unnerving, Church.
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Yeah, she hasn't figured out what's going on here yet.] How long's she been stalking you? She- she has to stop eventually, right? Especially in that armor!
[It has to get hot, right?]
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She uhhhh showed up a couple hours ago? Either she's gonna hug me or she's gonna get bored and wander away and maybe go punch someone's balls off, but it's just stalker silent treatment for now.
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Maybe.] That's so...ugh, that's so creepy! Hey! [She raises her voice for a moment and then-] Is she there right now? I wanna give her a piece of my mind, this is not how you interact with someone you used to date!
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[Because suddenly everyone seems to have these silent shadow people following them. Others are saying they're pokemon. He has no idea.]
[Because for once, it looks like tragedy is avoiding him.]
Any way you could just tell it to leave? Or have you tried that?
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I mean it's kind of weird yeah but mostly not super out of the ordinary for her. Silent treatment doesn't usually mean stalking but she might just be worried I'm gonna get tackled by a bear-mon without my armor on, I don't know.
I might see if she won't punch out a bear-mon for me.
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[He was right. An Adult Lance.]
I'd try to avoid punching bears, regardless of reality or not.
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[Don't ask about moon prom, don't ask about moon prom, don't ask...]
Oh, I won't be punching bears. Tex here is basically made of five bears. And is, like, half puma and a quarter shark, or something.
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[And trying to help, and also what the hell is moon prom.]
... You're joking, right?
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