tentacruelest | 12th Wave

It ain't a plan, brat. It's wish fulfillment. And I don't care to take the opinion of one whom I owe a sound thrashing.

Yikes, talk about touchy. Lucky for me I'm whole dimensions away. [ You can't touch her, nyah nyah. ]

Hey, wait a sec, I don't think I ever actually did anything to piss you off.

Yeh broke my ribs! Yeh forced my bloody warden to tag along to me everywhere I please, and yeh knocked me clean out! If yeh think to back out of my vengeance now, you're a damned fool, girl!

Wow, seriously?

[ He's a big dude, taking him out would be a challenge. Unless she had her gear, of course. But little-her doesn't have any gear. ]

Dave, that wasn't me. I'm in Gotham. Married. [ She holds up her left hand for him to see the ring. ] Left the barge months ago. Remember?

What did you do that other-me broke your ribs?

Davy. Davy Jones, girl. Don't be plying the wrong name to me.

No. I don't damn well remember. I remember last week when yeh did it.

[ Again, yikes. ] Sorry, I figured it was short for David.

Last week Kon and I were moving. Do I seriously not even look older to you or anything?

I haven't been called David since I was half as high as you. It's Davy or nothing.

I can't tell. Yeh all look alike to me.

Noted.

Blonde white girls, or humans in general?

Girls in general.

Not big on facial features, huh. Well I am. If you want proof, you can go look at her feed. We had a conversation about an hour ago.

Not big on females. I've been decades away at sea.

No interest in it.

Right, and I'm guessing you're not from that time when lady pirates were killin' it being total badasses.

The point is, I didn't break your ribs.

I've met a fair number of 'em. Not impressed.

You're certainly adamant about it. I won't be swayed from my due.

Oh, come on. Don't beat up a little girl just because I reminded you that she exists. She's been through enough already.

I give back only what I'm given. By my count she's owed a few broken bones. I'll let her pick which ones and yeh can't ask for a fairer deal'n that.

[ ... Well it's something. ]

You make a compelling argument. But you know if you come at her all "yarrrrr I'm gonna break yer bones ye wee wench!" she's just gonna freak out and try to break yours again, right? I mean, it's what I would do.

I like the fear in their eyes when I come to collect.

Yeah see that's the part that makes kids like her who haven't learned self control yet go straight for the jugular. Christ, has nobody ever told you about cornered animals?

Don't get much of animals on my ship: no. Speak your piece.

Even the gentlest animals will bite if you corner them. You want her not to attack you? Don't threaten her. She'll defend herself. And if I remember right, she'll defend herself hard.

I didnae threaten her.

...Did you threaten her friends?

Some slight little boy with a large dog. I killed him.

Oh for Christ sake. [ FACEPALMING SO HARD. ]

Okay. This is by no means strategical advice, because it definitely won't get you what you want. But it took me a really long time to learn how to fight for someone else and myself at the same time. Attacking someone else is like attacking her but worse.

I was a bit preoccupied at the moment. I don't oft stop to think about how my killing affects others as I'm killing 'em.

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