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12-28-2020, 09:39 PM
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A Rival Appears in a Inconvenient Place - 2020
Comorant, Masa/Crankshaft
CW: None
[b]Geezer Encounters His Rival at the Fair.[/b]
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You find yourself in a particularly odd spot at the local fair. You make eye contact with your rival, a little too much to avoid the confrontation ahead.
You're surrounded by people.
She wouldn't want to instigate a fight right now right?
Still she's tracking you with her glance, there's no way not to acknowledge this. You shuffle toward the side off path, away from the big crowds to avoid any complications with civilians.
She doesn't break eye contact from you, walking with you the entire way.
You both stand in the awkward dampness of a nearby alley.
Manzana breaks the silence.
Manzana: Fancy meeting you here today.... so this is the part where we get to yes?
Geezer: 'Scuse me?
Manzana: You looked at me first and you sure didn't seem like you were ready to look the other way. Just wish it wasn't where we'd cause a scene frankly.
Geezer: You never looked away either, figured you wanted to pick a fight yourself.
Manzana: At the fair? No, I've got better manners than this.
Geezer: Same.
Manzana: I suppose that makes us a couple of well dressed jackasses standing in a gross corner.
Geezer: That a compliment?
Manzana: That's the only one you'll get. You dress better than your little mentor at least.
Geezer: Same to you, no offense.
Manzana: Ali would smite you on the spot for that comment.
Geezer: So would my grandma.
Manzana: I take it at this point we're not big on the idea of killing each other in a place of pleasantries then.
Geezer: Absolutely not.
Manzana: If I see you outside the fair though I will not hesitate to fight you on the spot.
Geezer: If it's what you gotta do, it's what you gotta do. Course hard to say what that means with you uh... your practices.
Manzana: Oh?
Geezer: You sell all sorts of forbidden arcane knowledge to big money corporations, I know how you work.
Manzana: You're effectively a mercenary, you are in no place to judge me.
Geezer: I curate who I work for. I dunno, you gotta be aware of what the shit you do does to folks right?
Manzana: I sell tools of war, if I don't someone else will do does it matter?
Geezer: A little, it's kind of some high grade messed up blasting someone with the shit that comes out of your dealings.
Manzana: Most of it never sees any sort of formal deployment.
Geezer: Does see a lot of under the table sales though. Monte's pretty interested in particular I hear. You don't mind that kind of potential blood on your hands?
Manzana: All I'm doing is sharing knowledge for a fee. Once it's out of my hands there is no blood.
Geezer: Yeah?
Manzana: Mm. There's a big gap between my trade and yours. I'm sure you've earned yourself no good sleep being a knight and having to strike down people yourself.
Geezer: I don't pick a fight unless I feel the cause is right.
Manzana: You don't feel any guilt raiding lords?
Geezer: Lords are hella corrupt.
Manzana: Were the people who work for them as bad though? Or were they just other mercs looking for a job like yourself.
Geezer: They signed up to protect corrupt leadership. I wish it didn't have to go the way it did, but I'm not sorry.
Manzana: Cold.
Geezer: Yeah well...
Manzana: You're in no place to feel like you're better than me.
Geezer: You know for someone who didn't want to throw hands, you're pretty quick to talk shit.
Manzana: Ah, are you having a change of heart? If that's so I know a better spot for us to duel.
Geezer: See I'd take you up on that but I paid good money for these fair tickets and I don't know if I wanna burn that sort of cash like this.
Manzana: Admittedly I also don't want to miss out on this. What a tough spot, might have to reschedule.
Geezer: I mean if you're serious about the idea, we can hold it off to after hours.
Manzana: ....
Geezer: Up to you. I know it's not a real holiday but we can hold a truce til we're out yeah?
Manzana: I suppose so.
You offer her a hand.
Manzana: What's this?
Geezer: Formality. Truce til we're both away from the fairgrounds.
Manzana takes your hand.
Manzana: I'll accept these terms for now.
Geezer: See? Easy.
Manzana: I would like you to take me to the caramel corn booth though before we go off our separate ways however. I've been having trouble finding it...
Geezer: I can do that much. No problem at all.
Comorant, Masa/Crankshaft
CW: None
[b]Geezer Encounters His Rival at the Fair.[/b]
You find yourself in a particularly odd spot at the local fair. You make eye contact with your rival, a little too much to avoid the confrontation ahead.
You're surrounded by people.
She wouldn't want to instigate a fight right now right?
Still she's tracking you with her glance, there's no way not to acknowledge this. You shuffle toward the side off path, away from the big crowds to avoid any complications with civilians.
She doesn't break eye contact from you, walking with you the entire way.
You both stand in the awkward dampness of a nearby alley.
Manzana breaks the silence.
Manzana: Fancy meeting you here today.... so this is the part where we get to yes?
Geezer: 'Scuse me?
Manzana: You looked at me first and you sure didn't seem like you were ready to look the other way. Just wish it wasn't where we'd cause a scene frankly.
Geezer: You never looked away either, figured you wanted to pick a fight yourself.
Manzana: At the fair? No, I've got better manners than this.
Geezer: Same.
Manzana: I suppose that makes us a couple of well dressed jackasses standing in a gross corner.
Geezer: That a compliment?
Manzana: That's the only one you'll get. You dress better than your little mentor at least.
Geezer: Same to you, no offense.
Manzana: Ali would smite you on the spot for that comment.
Geezer: So would my grandma.
Manzana: I take it at this point we're not big on the idea of killing each other in a place of pleasantries then.
Geezer: Absolutely not.
Manzana: If I see you outside the fair though I will not hesitate to fight you on the spot.
Geezer: If it's what you gotta do, it's what you gotta do. Course hard to say what that means with you uh... your practices.
Manzana: Oh?
Geezer: You sell all sorts of forbidden arcane knowledge to big money corporations, I know how you work.
Manzana: You're effectively a mercenary, you are in no place to judge me.
Geezer: I curate who I work for. I dunno, you gotta be aware of what the shit you do does to folks right?
Manzana: I sell tools of war, if I don't someone else will do does it matter?
Geezer: A little, it's kind of some high grade messed up blasting someone with the shit that comes out of your dealings.
Manzana: Most of it never sees any sort of formal deployment.
Geezer: Does see a lot of under the table sales though. Monte's pretty interested in particular I hear. You don't mind that kind of potential blood on your hands?
Manzana: All I'm doing is sharing knowledge for a fee. Once it's out of my hands there is no blood.
Geezer: Yeah?
Manzana: Mm. There's a big gap between my trade and yours. I'm sure you've earned yourself no good sleep being a knight and having to strike down people yourself.
Geezer: I don't pick a fight unless I feel the cause is right.
Manzana: You don't feel any guilt raiding lords?
Geezer: Lords are hella corrupt.
Manzana: Were the people who work for them as bad though? Or were they just other mercs looking for a job like yourself.
Geezer: They signed up to protect corrupt leadership. I wish it didn't have to go the way it did, but I'm not sorry.
Manzana: Cold.
Geezer: Yeah well...
Manzana: You're in no place to feel like you're better than me.
Geezer: You know for someone who didn't want to throw hands, you're pretty quick to talk shit.
Manzana: Ah, are you having a change of heart? If that's so I know a better spot for us to duel.
Geezer: See I'd take you up on that but I paid good money for these fair tickets and I don't know if I wanna burn that sort of cash like this.
Manzana: Admittedly I also don't want to miss out on this. What a tough spot, might have to reschedule.
Geezer: I mean if you're serious about the idea, we can hold it off to after hours.
Manzana: ....
Geezer: Up to you. I know it's not a real holiday but we can hold a truce til we're out yeah?
Manzana: I suppose so.
You offer her a hand.
Manzana: What's this?
Geezer: Formality. Truce til we're both away from the fairgrounds.
Manzana takes your hand.
Manzana: I'll accept these terms for now.
Geezer: See? Easy.
Manzana: I would like you to take me to the caramel corn booth though before we go off our separate ways however. I've been having trouble finding it...
Geezer: I can do that much. No problem at all.
