if you hold me tight, we'll freeze together

[abyssalflame]

Who: Sidurgu Orl (abyssalflame) and others [open/closed]
What: October things
When: 10/1 - 10/15
Where: Wherever he needs to be?!
Warning(s): Sid is a grump and has many edges.


1)

[Perhaps you're just slow on your quarry, or perhaps you've let them go for one reason or another. Perhaps you're mid-conversation, about to get some pertinent information from them.

But Sid has been tracking this particular associate, none too patiently, and wastes no time driving an enormous blade through their midsection from behind once he feels they're no longer paying attention. A body drops to the ground and off his weapon, which glows under the flow of blood which he makes no effort to clean off. There's the faint sound of a steady dripping on the ground.

He's quiet for a moment, eying the corpse, then casting a glance at whoever happens to have borne witness to his attack.]

If you have a problem, say it. Otherwise, consider it a favor.

[Either he's a terrible kill stealer, or he just slaughtered someone you were planning to interrogate. Either way, he doesn't seem to care what the reaction is, steely-eyed and holding himself tensely.]

2)

[Wildcard! Please feel free to throw a scenario off the top of your head, or ping me at quko to plot!]

Comments

[abyssalflame]

You wouldn't be wrong. It only makes sense that we'd be limited to Ishgard's borders. It must be similar with you as well, whatever the reason.

[Though, any hint of mirth vanishes again when he hesitates in his next step, then decides to say what's really on his mind.]

You know, I hope you realize you're embarking on a fool's errand to keep saving the skin of someone who can't keep it together.

[Based on their last conversation, anyway, even if he still doesn't entirely buy the reason given. He turns his head and mutters something indistinct.]

...Thanks. You're still a fool, and I can about guess why you did it, but...

[verflair]

[ “Whatever the reason” would be because, well, he’s the only one left. But that’s a rather heavy direction to take this conversation in, not to mention personal.

Sid decides to make it personal anyway, albeit going in a different direction, and X’rhun casts another look up at the dark knight. ]

Mayhaps I am, but you’re still alive, aren’t you? That’s enough for me.

Besides, were you not the one who told me you had someone you had to live for?

[abyssalflame]

[He just grunts in reply and averts his gaze.]

Yes... well.

[He'll not be doing that again, though it shouldn't have been necessary in the first place, either. Still, the whole thing bothers him the more he thinks about it, and while he suspects there's more to it... maybe it's all just exactly what it seems to be, too. Why would someone attempt to bring an enemy down without a sense of desperation to the fight?]

I still can't bloody well understand if she was having a child's tantrum, or if she hates herself badly enough that she's just looking for a decent way to die.

[Perhaps he shouldn't ask questions he knows the answer to, somewhere in his heart.]

[verflair]

I do not know this woman, so I cannot really say.

[ He shrugs one shoulder, the one without the weight of an Au Ra leaning on it. People do things for all sorts of reasons— for Sadu, it was sport. A hunt, a game, and as loath as he is to admit it, he’s still bothered by that. ]

Mayhaps you should ask her yourself, if you cross paths again. But considering the state she put you in, I wouldn’t try to do that right away were I you.