11th Wave

[tentacruelest]

[Davy is, at last, waking up in the infirmary after his tiff with Stephanie and Kevin. He's restrained to a bed, but his tentacled beard holds his communicator close as he narrows his eyes at the screen, hissing angrily]


Someone best be coming to let me up. Cast me in Zero if yeh like, but let me up to stretch these limbs-!

I didnae kill the whelp, nor his dog. Let me up.

[Private to the Admiral]

[Nothing. Davy doesn't give gifts. He doesn't like any of you]

Comments

[tentacruelest]

He's a soft creature that could use some toughening up. Best he learn to keep his dog on a short leash from now on.

[ichoosefight]

Best you learn to mind your own business, or next time I'll do more than fracture a few ribs.

[tentacruelest]

Your threats don't frighten me. I'll cleave the skin from your back and drag yeh by your hair to whatever sorry lot calls itself your warden.

[ichoosefight]

You'll try. You don't scare me either, fish man. I know how you fight now, and I know where you're vulnerable.

[tentacruelest]

Careful. You're far more vulnerable than I am.

[ichoosefight]

See, I thought that too. And then I remembered that I'm fast and well trained. The only reason you got my wrist was because I was trying to distract you. The truth is, Cthulu, you can't touch me.

[tentacruelest]

P'haps not.

But I can touch him.

[ichoosefight]

You can. But I'll make you regret it.

[tentacruelest]

You cannae make me regret a damned thing. Let alone leave me sobbing like a wench because I broke your beau over my knee.

[ichoosefight]

Fair enough. Maybe I can't make you feel regret. But I can damn well make you feel pain.

[ And the more you threaten Kevin, the further she sinks into a suicidal/homicidal rage. ]

[tentacruelest]

My life is pain. One more shrieking whelp attempting to make more misery is a drop in the bucket.

[ichoosefight]

Good.

Then you won't mind if I enjoy it.

[tentacruelest]

If yeh enjoy inflicting pain on others, then we're more alike than I realized.

[ichoosefight]

Only people who deserve it, you sick bastard!

[ Whoops torture angst. ]

[tentacruelest]

I believe it is my warden's responsibility to determine what I deserve.

Yeh like the feeling of inflicting pain. It makes yeh feel powerful and in control.

[ichoosefight]

I don't give a damn who's responsibility it is.

[ She is just not even going to answer that. Mostly because it's true. ]

[tentacruelest]

No. You've only found a large enough opponent to take your fists without complaint, who yeh can feel justified beating on rather'n deal with your own damned problems in solitude.

[ichoosefight]

You attacked us for no reason. You volunteered yourself, Cthulu.

[ Why does everyone see right through her, this isn't fair ]

[tentacruelest]

You attacked me. Were yeh never taught not to hop over the fence to the area of a mad, chained dog?

[ichoosefight]

So now suddenly walking a dog constitutes an attack.

[tentacruelest]

Coming anywhere within reach of me is grounds for an attack. I don't know if it's escaped your notice, girl, but I do not invite company upon me. Come near me at your peril.

[ichoosefight]

Oh, you fucking-

[ She is just furious beyond words. ]

You want to behave like a goddamned animal, you should be caged like one. I hope you never go free.

[tentacruelest]

You're right! Instruct my warden, then!

[ichoosefight]

I plan to, freak.

[tentacruelest]

[Sneering, Jones slams his communicator off. He's already had his privileges remarkably slashed, and is waiting for the worst of it to fall.

He wasn't lying when he said he agreed with Steph: he knows perfectly well he belongs caged up]