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nysalogs2017-10-09 02:03 am
abyssalflame) wrote in nysalogs2017-10-09 02:03 am
if you hold me tight, we'll freeze together
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![[plurk.com profile]](https://plurk.com/favicon.ico)
quko to plot!]
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
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Frankly, my bets are hedged on the lady here being the first casualty of the night. Say what you will of your fortitude, but time will tell.
[If not either of them, though, then definitely Sid himself -- he needs it at this point. The next shot is a strong whiskey, but not the one he'd been dreading, at least. It's got a bit of a smoky flavor to it. But as the shots start to dwindle, he begins to wonder if perhaps one of them already took it and simply didn't recognize it for what it was.]
If it's that disagreeable to your sensibilities, I'll be sure to ask that the next round is more suited to your tastes.
no subject
With that particular thought in mind, Sadu is swift to snatch up her next shot practically the moment Sid sets down his, downing it with just as much gusto as her first.
Whatever it is, she's just made a GRAVE MISTAKE because it doesn't start burning like hellsfire until about halfway down her throat. Cue Sadu attempting to maintain her composure while simultaneously stifling a reflexive coughing fit.
spoilers she got everclear]