dusts off old af muse

[bornofthedarkness]

I awake again, and you would bring me here? To save the worlds of others while ours lay dying -- child, you have an arrogance that may end poorly for you.

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[darys]

You are not the first to have made such an observation, my lord. I hope yours has more sense than others, or perhaps, at the very least, good intentions.

[bornofthedarkness]

( Hm. A mortal that carries some modicum of respect. How rare. Still it need be said: ) Good intentions, I last recall, was not a priority for mortal kind.

[darys]

No, alas. There are always more pressing matters. Honor. [ Of course a Stark would say honor. ] Survival.

[zombiemessiah]

Yeeeeaaah. Mine did that shit too. The moment someone told me that on the platform my first thought was, "Where were you when mine was going to hell?" Pretty much felt the same way. Thanks for fuck all.

[bornofthedarkness]

( Less eloquent than he'd put it but the sentiment is, more or less, the same. Malekith draws in a long breath. ) And you have now returned to your world?

[zombiemessiah]

I don't even know. I missed that whole plot point. Would be helpful to know 'cause I'm the only guy that can save my people.

You know how it is. Out of the frying pan, into the ambiguous state of "I don't even know".

[perpetual_underdog]

[Upon seeing the other man, the blond startled and recoiled]

Woahhhhhh ho Buddy!! Is dat your real face?

[Impolite was putting it mildly, but Joey always had a habit of reacting first and thinking... Never]

Dat's some get up too. [When he had a mind to, he reached up and scratched his cheek with his index finger] Ya playin' a part in a movie or something?

[bornofthedarkness]

( Joey this is not the right person to be a dumbass around. That hand is going to get snatched real fast, held for a moment with a warning grasp before let go. ) What is this but a prime example of your kind. Be thankful I've no blade on me, child.

[perpetual_underdog]

[Is there a right person to be a dumbass around? Tristan, cough! The threat was evident from the way the other man latched on to him, and the words weren't helping. It stirred something in Joey's core that was reminiscent of the kind of person he used to be. If this guy was looking to start trouble, he'd be in for a surprise himself.]

My kind? [Joey repeated, while narrowing his eyes] I hate ta break it to you.. but ain't dat your kind too? [Questioning it only to give the guy an opportunity to reconsider his stance. It was obvious that the blond had no idea what or who he was dealing with]

One comment and you're ready ta pull a knife on me?

[bornofthedarkness]

( Surely there are righter people, but he doesn't seem interested in ignoring someone so small to their end when such little prize would come of it. ) No, I am certainly not the same as you.

[perpetual_underdog]

Okay, wise guy, how do ya figure, 'cuz where I'm standing the only difference between us is piles of makeup and attitude. [Joey, no. He was certain there was an insult in that reply somewhere, and his hackles were still up]