RP > nostalgia strikes again

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ It is a relatively quiet day in the apartment of one Saga Laskaris- unless you were to wander into the kitchen. Then you would find all manner of things happening, dishes heaped up everywhere, and some very tantalizing smells coming from the sizzling skillets on the stove top. In the middle of it is Alabaster, in a simple t-shirt and jeans (and no shoes. Just socks), bustling back and forth, metallic arms zipping everywhere. ]

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[gearsof.livejournal.com]

How do you... propose we do that?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I propose that we either find something very sharp or improvise. I can keep it cornered, at least.

[ speaking very slowly ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I don't have the tools for cleaving, Saga. I can chisel at best.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

As pretty as ice sculptures are, I guess that means--

... Oh, this isn't going to be fun.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

What?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

I'll have to melt it from the inside. The rune'll already have a layer, but it's moving too quickly for me to do anything from out here.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

From the inside? There has to be another way.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

If you've got any other ideas, I'm all ears.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

You can't melt it from the outside, perhaps?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

First, it'd likely bite my head off. Barring that, it'd take too long to melt that first layer it's got.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

... Not even if you had fuel for your fire?

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

If it was high-grade, maybe. [ lifting an eyebrow ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

In case you have forgotten- I bleed oil.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Given how long it took to get it out of my carpet, I could hardly-- [ and now it kicks in. ]

... No. No no no no no absolutely not we are not giving you another injury!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

"We" don't have to. [ there is an arm with a rather nasty looking little blade on the end snaking out of his sleeve. ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ catching sight of that, and glaring up at him. ] Don't you dare.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ nods towards the snake ] It won't wait for us to stand here and argue the point. Injuries are nothing new, and despite evidence to the contrary, it takes a lot to kill me, Saga.

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

And it hasn't occurred to you that maybe some people just don't like the idea of you getting hurt? [ folding her arms across her chest ] But you're an adult, it's not like my words will stop you.

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

I don't see you coming up with an alterna-ah! [ guess who just got his feet taken out from under him by a sneaky snake tail? ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

Alabaster! [ goddamn you tail, she's automatically moving to block him from a follow-up ]

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he's back on his feet surprisingly fast- but that tail is certainly going to try that again ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

... [ time for some fancy evasion steps ] Just for the record, I don't like this plan, but we're kind of running out of time here!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

Your opinion has been noted. [ he lunges for the snake's tail, and there's a flash of metal, followed by oil seeping from a cut on his chest ]

[looneyrune.livejournal.com]

[ her fingers are already flashing as she dashes past him ]

Back up!!

[gearsof.livejournal.com]

[ he does- and fast. When you bleed oil, fire is not your friend ]