Eighth Dark Hole [Action]

[cueball]

[At the Graveyard]

[Haha no Scratch isn't crawling out of any coffin. He's going to dirty his clothes, however horrible they may be! He is better than a wriggler, crawling out of the ground. Instead, by his grave there will be a green flash of flickering light. It's not his regular entrance however. The green flashes several times, illuminating the area, and making even weird sound effects that you would hear from a terrible alien movie! However, eventually the green flashes stop and Doc Scratch is now there in his fully black clothed glory!

AND--]

Black isn't my color.

[Yep.]

[Around town]

[After getting over the atrocious wardrobe, he is now on the hunt! Particular for the young ladies, but curse this bad vision of his. Stupid dead moving body. He moves rather slowly though as he finds (and with his hands out like a dumbass no less), but when he does spot someone he'll immediately do the green flash warp thing to get closer and then--]

Ahah!

[Snatch your character and hoist them up! If they flee and get out of his grasp (which shouldn't be hard) he'll definitely try to catch them. If they comply he'll just carry them around, maybe chat until his arms get tired.

And if he realizes that, wait a minute, the person he picked up is a male? He'll drop them down and not even care, giving a half-assed "My mistake" and sulk away. Dude's not a lady.]

Comments

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

How will I ever recover? [A sigh.] No matter. You see, being apparently dead and buried underground for an entire day made me decide that I need to do something to lift my spirits. This is what I am choosing to do. You may as well comply.

[chastesaw]

In the interests of not prolonging the experience... fine. *And she ceases her struggling.* Provided we part ways at our hive.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

Deal. [Still carrying her and going super slow, even though he can easily just teleport back.] I guess I don't look enough like the Rainbow Drinkers in those stories you like to meet your standard.

[chastesaw]

I can assure you it is not a matter of appearance.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

Then what is it? Not young enough? Or do I not smolder and brood as they do?

[chastesaw]

Nor is it a matter of attitude or bearing. ...well no, that's not particularly truthful.

You are unsettling.

[cueballer.livejournal.com]

I am an unsettling being indeed. One brought into the universe before anything else ever existed, in order to observe and guard. However, I am not what I should be here, so the unsettling part should be gone.

Or is it my demeanor, and that I know everything about you, which brings upon unsettling feelings?

[chastesaw]

Yes, I assure you that your irritating demeanor and unnerving manner of behaving has significantly more to do with any unsettled sensations than your currently absent omnipotence.

[byakkoyagirl]

It unsettles me that I can't tell whether you are being sarcastic or not. I will go for the option that you aren't, as it is the more reasonable choice.

I cannot change that I am the First Guardian of your planet and I happen to like my demeanor and mannerisms. You're just going to need to get use to them, one way or the other. You never seemed unsettled as a child by me, but children do grow up.

[chastesaw]

As a child I had no understanding of your true nature, nor the depth of the odds and forces against us and your role therein.

In other words, I have learned.

[byakkoyagirl]

As all children do. You learned well indeed, I must say. Better than most. I would tip my hat off to you, if I had one. [Because really, he's not shocked or surprised or hurt by Kanaya's suspicion. He just likes pushing her buttons to see what sort of reaction he can get out of her.]

[chastesaw]

I suppose I had a skilled teacher. But as to what end, I'm not entirely certain.

[byakkoyagirl]

You make your own conclusions on that.

[And look, they made it 916 Bilko.]

I believe we have arrived. Which means we most definitely have.

[chastesaw]

Yes, it would seem that our conclusions are identical in this matter.

Now will you please put me down?

[byakkoyagirl]

If it were my choice, I wouldn't. I enjoy this banter. But, a deal is a deal and I am a man of my word.

[So he'll gently move her to the ground on her feet.]

[chastesaw]

*And as soon as she touches ground she moves to put some feet between the two of them.* Thank you. I'm grateful for fulfilling your part of our bargain.