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Post by illirica » Sun Jan 13, 2019 4:40 pm

Well, that wasn't right.

Usually when a guy took a hit like that, he was down for a while - and he certainly didn't smile about it. Tyler couldn't imagine what sorta guy would- ah, fuck, wait, he could. Goddamn it, I was here getting drunk so I wouldn't have to think about that weirdo. Son of a bitch. He was gonna need to go get drunk again.

It wasn't entirely a surprise, then, when the guy came flying at him like some kinda... flying monkey thing. There is no spoon. Yeah. Something like that. Tyler tapped speed again and sidestepped, and wasn't really surprised when the guy landed like a cat dropped off a balcony. He moved back again, putting a little more space between them. This was where it was going to get difficult.

The guy wasn't going to fall for another cheap shot, so it looked like it better be a straight fight. Tyler waited for what seemed like a decent enough chance, then moved back in and tried to put a fist in the other man's gut. Wonder what the hell he's gonna pop out next?

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Post by Amicus » Sun Jan 13, 2019 6:18 pm

Dodged, hm, well it was good he was paying attention then. The man was irritatingly fast, or rather, this body was irritatingly slow. He'd really have to find a way to fix that, he needed to experiment more with these bodies. This was the first one afterall so it was pretty disposable. But still. Didn't want to damage it, especially in a fight. The man moved back, and Ghorius went back into a fighting stance, this time starting to move a few steps to either side occasionally. Another punch incoming, this time aimed at the stomach. Screw that he'd already dulled pain. A little organ damage wouldn't kill him right away. He tightened his stomach to try and hold it off a bit and rushed forwards again bringing his hand towards the mans neck, specifically to grab into his throat and squeeze. He didn't need to hold on, just cause a bit of suffocation, humans needed oxygen didn't they, so he'd deprive him of it. As he felt the dulled sensation in his stomach, yeah, something was definitely not in its right place there anymore. He could fix it probably but he was a bit busy right now, or at least, he was pretty sure. It was still relatively new and there was the possibility it was something that he wouldn't be able to figure out fast enough. Boy would that be unfortunate.

Am I being to aggressive? I've already sustained a small injury, a painful injury, and a potentially deadly injury. Should I have gone defensive in this? Oh well, bit too late now. Might as well keep going. he thought.

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Post by DisquietedCole » Sun Jan 13, 2019 6:40 pm

It was in this moment she decided she needed something to do with her hands, other than cling to a stone. She pulled her hands from her outer pockets and dipped her left into an inside pocket, pulling out her worn pack of cigarettes again. She pulled one out and placed it between her lips. Her lower lip was a bit swollen now, she had chewed a little too hard on it, the cigarette placement had elicited a soft wince. Bitseach, tha' feckin stings. She thought, but continued on anyway. She lifted her hand, snapped gently and lit the cigarette with the flame she produced, closing her hand to put it out when she was done. The motion was practiced and graceful, even though her hand shook a bit.

Again, Proper Cunt went for the throat. This reminded her of a dogfight she saw once. One of the dogs took a leg injury early on and kept going for the throat of the one that hurt him. It was almost madness to watch, the poor injured beast trying it's best to not die. Fighting until the end. Eventually Aithne herself had taken mercy on the thing and set it alight. It howled as it died. She wondered if Proper Cunt would start howling soon. She hoped he would. She exhaled, letting the smoke block her view of the men. She didn't want to see if the hand landed.

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Post by illirica » Sun Jan 13, 2019 10:32 pm

The man wasn't just weird, he was insane. There was something about a guy who took hits like that and just kept going. Mechanical, maybe. Progress didn't know if it was some sort of weird mind control or the guy had just lost it entirely, but it wasn't right. He had quite a bit of time to consider existential questions, what with the guy's hand around his throat.

Pretty strong hand, Tyler had to admit, but the guy obviously didn't have much experience with choking someone out, if he was gonna do it one-handed. The thumb was always the weak point, Tyler grabbed the one at his throat, pulling it back to give himself a bit of space for blood flow and breathing, not intending to let the thumb go until it snapped.

"The fuck, man," he coughed, "You ain't right."

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Post by Amicus » Mon Jan 14, 2019 4:12 am

Ghorius didn't have to hesitate the moment Tyler grabbed his hand, his other two fingers were already coming towards Tylers eyes while his caught hand gripped onto Tylers to prevent movement he didn't like. Meanwhile, he decided to preform the same move Tyler tried earlier, only being a little closer he only had to bring up his knee towards that rather sensitive location he had recently discovered to be vulnerable. If there was any release on the thumb he'd jerk the hand away.

"Oh quite the contrary, I'm the only one who's truly right!" he laughed as his face lit up as wide as ever, Ghorius was Chaos, Discord, he was the traveling instigator of destruction from world to world. Even when he failed to preform a proper hit against the mans throat he had succeeded in his own way. This was practice, this was experimentation, this was fun!

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Post by DisquietedCole » Mon Jan 14, 2019 1:15 pm

Aithne took a slow drag from her cigarette. She laughed as she exhaled, the smoke poured from her mouth in bursts. She had unleashed chaos when she had goaded the Proper Cunt into fighting. It was exactly what she had wanted, or so she had thought. Now she would much prefer to be snarking back and forth with Chivalrous Cunt, still sitting in the bar, whilst simultaneously ignoring Proper Cunt. Yes. She'd prefer that. Her mother always said she indulged herself too much. She was teetering on reflection, close to falling off of the edge into regret, but she wasn't quite there yet. Neither man had died. Yet.

The rationalization of her actions came naturally to her. It's not my fault it's escalated like this. Not in the slightest. They made the decision to throw punches, she just suggested it. If they get hurt, it's on them. But it wasn't. She had an inkling that if Chivalrous was grievously injured by Proper she might be a touch upset. Just a touch. "Go mbrise an diabhal cnámh do dhroma." Her native tongue rolled off of her lips again a tinge of disdain in her tone mixing with the smoke from her cigarette. It seemed oddly directed at Proper. She wasn't quite cheering for Chivalrous, but she wasn't about to start muttering Gaelic curses at him either.

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Post by illirica » Mon Jan 14, 2019 9:42 pm

Tyler let the guy go, ducking and twisting away. The knee still caught him, but in the hip and not in the groin - like any normal human guy, Tyler knew all about how to protect his sensitive bits. He turned the release into a shove, pushing the guy back and getting some distance. "Nah, man," he said, shaking his head, "You ain't fuckin' right. You're gonna kill yourself you keep this up, and I ain't the sort of guy who goes around killin' people for fun."

Those were the sorts of people he was here to get away from, after all. "Settle your ass down. Go home, wherever the fuck that is." Probably a dumpster somewhere - not Tyler's problem, though. He wasn't gonna feel sorry for the guy, he just knew better than to fight crazies. That was how you got labeled with bullshit like manslaughter charges. Right now, Tyler's record was goddamn spotless. Except the parking tickets, but no one counted those. Except the cops. Fuckers.

But he wasn't gonna get himself sent to prison. Not over some asshole who didn't know when to quit, anyway.

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Post by Amicus » Mon Jan 14, 2019 11:13 pm

Another muttering of another language from the woman, clearly not really seeming happy about whatever it was that was occurring. Was she regretting her involvement? Or perhaps she accidentally burned herself? No no, it seemed like it had more to do with the fight, probably, he didn't feel it wise to ask necessarily, or at least not yet.

The man leapt back and shoved off of Ghorius prattling on about him not being right and getting himself killed, something about settling down and going home. Ghorius slapped his chest and laughed, "Oh please, I am quite fine. We are not nearly deep enough for that." Oh well that was not entirely true there was at least something going on in his gut that was for sure, but it was fixable if he took the time to do it, course, had he not been able to control almost every aspect of the body, that would most certainly not be the case. Killing himself though, now that was a bit far fetched, but, he couldn't blame the man for lacking the knowledge that he was just hidden inside a body. That would be absurd.

He shook his head, "Ah well, what a shame, not really any reason to bother anymore I guess." afterall the reason was because of these two that he bothered, and if it was no longer convenient to fight, then he didn't have enough reason too. He glanced towards the woman and cocked his head, "Are you pleased with your decision? I would certainly hope so. I found it...vaguely entertaining myself, but I wasn't the one who prompted it." he wanted to see her response, his grin had shrunk, it was there, it just wasn't some wide mouth toothy smile. Now it was more a leisurely grin. He still had an eye on the man, just in case the guy who was drunk not very long ago decided to just come right at him again.

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Post by DisquietedCole » Mon Jan 14, 2019 11:32 pm

Aithne's demeanor changed as Proper Cunt addressed her. The tension seemed to melt away, her shoulders fell a little and her hands had stopped trembling. She was relieved they had ended it, but not in this way. There were still two of them standing. Feck.

"Eh, I standby me decision. Jus' a shame ya didn't finish it out, proper." Lies. She didn't quite stand by it anymore. It had been fun in the beginning, not so much toward the end. She supposed because she wasn't controlling or causing the chaos herself. This had been the first time she had experimented with others in such a way. Typically the chaos allowed her to blow things up. It was what she had really wanted, deep down. To set fire to something. She never stuck around long enough to see the mayhem she caused. She just liked hearing the screams in the moment. It was quiet.

Her dark eyes rolled from Ghorius to Tyler, outwardly, he looked okay. He seemed okay too. He was stronger than he appeared and a lot less drunk that she thought he had been. She let out a quiet sigh, exhaling smoke once again. Her brows raised as her gaze shifted between the men. "Now wha?"

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Post by illirica » Tue Jan 15, 2019 1:31 am

"Now I go get another beer," Tyler answered, "Dunno 'bout you, lady. I ain't your escort. You do what you like. Burn the whole city down for all I care. Just don't burn down the bar, 'cause fuck do I need that beer." He'd hit his quota of dealing with crazy people for his current BAC level. Time to boost that back up a bit before he ran into anyone else who thought they could improve him somehow.

Tyler didn't need any goddamn improvement. He was fuckin' perfect just the way he was. 'Cept he needed another beer. He gave a vague wave to the chick - not to the crazy dude - and headed back into the bar, not sure if there was even enough beer left to deal with this world.

Fuckin' crazies, man.

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