new character, voice test, still waiting on some important details.

[never_forget]

Mensch.

I don't know what you're implying, but there is no way I'm going to comply. I can squish you under my thumb at any given moment, break every bone in your body without laying a hand on you and turn your muscles inside out. You can't convince me to play these games. I'm not the pawn here, and you seem to be forgetting that important detail.

Secondly, that is not me. This other 'PB,' as you call it, doesn't look like me, either. This should be your first clue that trying to start something with me will be futile. No one is going to know who I am-which is my intent all along- and they're not going to know what I truly look like.

Give it up.


[[Canon is The Death Gate Cycle, Character is Haplo the Patryn]]

Comments

[never_forget]

Don't play stupid, Sartan. You've done nothing to hide your hair. You speak above the mensch.

-=Scathing is definitely light.=-

That's a mensch name.

[badbeatpierrot]

Wha- Why would I hide my hair?!

[ He puts a hand over it almost defensively. Sure, it gets him some weird looks, but it's not like he's going to wear a hat or anything. ]

Mensch- What are you talking about? I'm not whatever you seem to think I am! I'm British!

[never_forget]

You can't fool me. You don't speak like Zifnab did. You're not addled.

You'll be a fine prize for my Lord, that's for certain. -=there's a slow smile on his face.=- I'm sure he'll be able to find the secrets of the Sartan with your.... help.

[badbeatpierrot]

[ Okay wow this is really not going as planned ]

Will you please listen when I say I have no idea what you're on about?!

[ The little prize comment seems to put him fully on his guard. He flexes his left hand, stance shifting to something a bit more combat-ready. ]

I'm not a Sartan or whatever it is you think I am; I've never even heard of it!

[never_forget]

-=Haplo seems highly amused that this Sartan is going to try to fight him.=-

Still insisting on hiding your magic? That's laughable. Would it make any difference if I told you I intend on doing no such thing as hiding my own?

[badbeatpierrot]

I'm not. Hiding. Anything!

[ He won't use his Innocence on (what appears to be) an innocent human, no matter how ridiculous he's acting; still, he'll defend himself if he needs to and at least try and talk this guy down from whatever he's gotten into his head about him. ]

If you'll just settle down and explain to me who you think I am, I'm certain I'll be able to change your mind!

[never_forget]

You're a Sartan. Don't play stupid. -=He doesn't need to explain himself as he steps closer, those eyes glittering a lifetime of hate.=-

Your people imprisoned mine. Left us for dead-but you know something? We survived. Your pathetic attempts at rehabilitating us has only made us stronger! And you'll soon see the full effect of it. Very soon.

[badbeatpierrot]

[ Oh boy, he's really gotten into something this time, hasn't he? Allen backs up - not out of fear, but out of a desire to avoid this over a simple mistaken identity - and finally holds his hands up in the air in a peaceful display. ]

Listen, I'm sorry for what you and your people have gone through -- truly I am. But I'm not one of those responsible, and I don't want to fight you-

[ And that's about when a little yellow golem pops out of the collar of his shirt and launches forward, stopping a little ways away from Haplo to hiss at him. Allen blinks in surprise. ]

Tim, you aren't helping!!

[never_forget]

-=Instantly thinking this little gold ball is some sort of attack, his hand whips out to slap it aside. Haplo's now not going to be persuaded to not take hold of the Sartan's arm and drag him to his ship.

He'll find his ship eventually. He's certain of it.=-

Sorry will not bring back the generations that have been slaughtered by you.

[badbeatpierrot]

[ Tim bounces twice to the side with the proper squeaky-toy noises one would expect of such a creature before zipping back up into the air, darting in front of Haplo once again. This time Allen reaches out to snatch him up, dragging him back to his chest with a scowl. ]

I'm not who you think I am, is that so hard to wrap your head around?! My name is Allen Walker, I'm an Exorcist with the Black Order and previously a circus clown! I don't even know your people!

[never_forget]

Alfred once said the same to me. I won't be fooled again. -=His voice is in a low growl as he comes forward.=-

You're coming with me.

[badbeatpierrot]

[ This time Allen stands his ground. Enough is enough. ]

I'm not going anywhere.

[never_forget]

Yes you are. My Lord will be eager to meet you.

[badbeatpierrot]

[ Allen crosses his arms over his chest, frowning. ]

I'm sure he would be if I were actually who you think I am, but seeing as I'm not, I'm staying right here.

[never_forget]

Don't make me force you to go. I might like that too much. -=He's not against hitting him unconscious.=-

[badbeatpierrot]

I'm not going and you won't be forcing me to go.

[ Allen may not make the first move -- but even without his Innocence he's a formidable opponent, and clearly watching for any sign of attack. Still, being smaller and dressed in loose clothing it's easy to mistake him for someone who can't hold his own in a fight. ]