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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:04:39 GMT
PRELIM: So sorry about the double posts but I wanted to break this thread up a little, so as I read through what was already written, I tried to separate it into individual posts.
There are bits of other things used here. For one, it belongs at Senkinar, but I am too lazy to post that there, and we were never too specific with the location anyhow. I'm simply to lazy to put it on that forum. Maybe someone else feels like it.
Another thing is that we've borrowed parts of Cyberseed so go Shinga, it's her writing. Pick up the book when it's done smeggers.
This is actually a thread that Sam and I created during an IM conversation, which is closed to the public. But we do need a few extra people, so ask one of us. Also... I don't want magic in here, because this was originally made to suit the no-magic statute at Senk.
Thanks.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:11:23 GMT
In an isolated small, in-bred, and very hardline society town, there had been some activity. FInally. Few had seen this kind of treachery in hundreds of years.
And it was happening here.
But Tekk would be glad to know that he was the hottest word on the street. Hardly nice for a reputable silent killer:
"Is he some mass-murderer?" Sada asked.
"Hardly anything that random," Said the shorter man. "He's the most famous bounty hunter in the world... hundreds have died at his hands."
Sada stared. "Is he with the Yu?"
"Hell no," Said the tall man. "But he would if they paid him enough... he'll go to anyone's side, kill any person, for the right price."
"What do you know about him?" Sada asked.
"No one who's seen him up close is still alive to tell about him. Rumors, only... apparently he's not very old at all. Perhaps in his twenties or thirties, from what people say. Other rumors... he uses poison to kill. No guns, no weapons of any sort... poison injected in the neck. Although he has used blades, and sometimes destroys the building the victim is in. As long as he gets the job done."
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:17:46 GMT
That little convo had taken place on a park bench at some nameless street corner. To Rimmer it was all the same now, all part of his watch... but he was still excited. You see, now he could interrupt to boast a little fact.
"AHA! But I have seen his UGLY FACE!" Rimmer boasted, completely in disregard of his own dismembered face. And how rude! Tekk didn't even look to bad. Charming in fact. ...Almost.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:23:02 GMT
"I've been working a bit more in the open as of late..." spoke the Hunter rather suddenly. Rimmer had not expected him there. But he supposed then, what the assassin spoke of was true, since he was so obviously standing here.
And so dutifully performing his job, as his blooded blade advertised. How sloppy. Tekk usually wasn't like this, but he mustn't of had time to clean it. Apparently, wading over to Rimmer solely to bother him was more important than covering up the crime.
"All that means is I'm not even nervous about what your PSD can do." If Rimmer was chasing him, the body was safely doomed to remain uncovered.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:24:15 GMT
"My what now?"
Rimmer planted the butt of his spear on Tekk's foot just for spite. "Smegger."
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:27:24 GMT
"Your Police and Security Department." Tekk grinned in an insane way, the metal on his face glistening.
For a brief moment, Tekk wondered why the people weren't screaming and fleeing from his presence. But given the quiet atmosphere he was able to ascertain that they either were scared straight, or had a false sense of security due to Rimmer standing there with him. Tekk hoped it was the former.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:28:26 GMT
Rimmer went through his mental log of scoldings. Too many to count... Ah, here it was! "It's the Senkinar National Guard and Militia," he corrected plaintively. The mad gleam in Tekk's eyes was... boot-quaking, but he prayed to he Gods he didn't show it.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:29:33 GMT
"Now that's a fancy title for a half-assed security force. Rent-a-cops would be a better bet, sometimes." He only grinned in a more insane way at Rimmer.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:30:57 GMT
"If they want a barney we'll give them one! One swift knee to the happy-sacks, and it'll drop, like anyone else!" Rimmer well, was enraged now. No one made fun of the only thing he could do... He had to avenge his liveliood. ..So he threw a pie cone at Kitsun. "Look! Kitsun's being attacked BY NATURE!!!"
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:31:47 GMT
"And people say I'M nuts..." Tekk muttered.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:32:42 GMT
Rimmer stomped on his toes again. "Don't make me use this the way it was meant to." Oi, provided that it doesn't get bent when I try...
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:33:49 GMT
"Quite seriously, I'd like to see you try. It might be funny." Tekk ignored the stomp-fest that was happening on the toes of his boots, or maybe he just didn't feel it.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:36:21 GMT
Rimmer honestly could see he was angering the cyborg now, which didn't seem the wisest to do. After a while, he thought of it as a friendly spar of wits between not-quite-rivals, and hoped Tekk felt the same way. Of course, Tekk usually won. He has to be seeing me somehow... Uh... I'll stand here, and maybe, just maybe, he'll not recognize me. What a goofy kid. He mentally stuck his tongue out. And gave a really dumb, fat smile. This gave him away.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:37:09 GMT
Tekk laughed. However, the flat, metallic sound turned it into more of an insane cackle, matching the glint in his eyes.
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Post by Rimmer on Dec 23, 2003 22:40:51 GMT
You can run now. Anytime, Rimmer.
Oh great plan! You know he's faster than me right? And he has worse things to utelize than the Axis from the Great War.
How the hell would you know about the Axis? Or Tekk's munitions?
Rimmer showed his mind the big, fat history book he very nearly memorized in apprenticeship, and later drowned these facts in alcohol. Next to it, appeared a copy of Cyberseed.
Great. PLEASE run!
Rimmer took off at break-neck speed. Then laughed, and hoped it happened to Tekk one day.
OOC: He hopes Tekk breaks his neck, I mean.
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