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tampered2010-07-22 12:50 am
fatespoken) wrote in tampered2010-07-22 12:50 am
log | closed (ongoing)
When; Thursday
Rating; PG-13 (Language, blood, and assholes.)
Characters; Frankie Dalton (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
never_very_good) and Amory Felix (fatespoken)
Summary; Investigation, infiltration, capture, and extermination. Funny how bedroom play comes in handy when you least expect it.
Log;
Amory Felix was never much of an actor, but he did like to act. Molding countenance and modulating speech to character (or caricature) were common moments in his younger years--- those times when Amory had enjoyed playing different faces, manipulating expectations (of foolish girls, mostly) then crushing them and his act when he got bored. They were the games of a boy, childish pastimes that had been chased away by several cold, hard kicks in the teeth by reality.
But the experience is still there, and that experience he will use this afternoon in going after Frankie. Now, let's not get him wrong. This is not an act of heroism. His incentive is Eden, to do her a favor given the instances when she had assisted him. And maybe, there is something like concern for Frankie Dalton. It didn't seem as if anyone else would have gone up there after him, not when even his girlfriend has thrown the white towel. No doubt, Amory has also weighed the possibilities and consequences, reasoned confidently that he could get himself out of the battleground in a flash if the meeting called for it. There was no surprising him in a store room, this time, and the human flavor of Frankie wouldn't pose so much of a threat. (If he he did have a gun, Amory Felix was ready to make a dash for it.) There was a plan of action solidified in his mind, nerves compressed to a confident damper. He would go to Frankie's interesting spot and play the part, act curious and unsuspecting. Then with a few words and heavy concentration, he would put the asshole to bed.
He initially accesses the mountain by transporting himself onto a familiar pathway crossed on their camping trip; it takes another hour figuring exactly where Frankie Dalton had told him to meet. Teleportation points need visual recognition to work, and for a task like this, legwork is the last thing to complain about. When he finally does reach their specified meeting point, catching Frankie's frame against a blazing line of the horizon, instinct has Amory brushing a hand over his pocket to recheck that pistol stuck in there.
Just in case.
Rating; PG-13 (Language, blood, and assholes.)
Characters; Frankie Dalton (
never_very_good) and Amory Felix (fatespoken)Summary; Investigation, infiltration, capture, and extermination. Funny how bedroom play comes in handy when you least expect it.
Log;
Amory Felix was never much of an actor, but he did like to act. Molding countenance and modulating speech to character (or caricature) were common moments in his younger years--- those times when Amory had enjoyed playing different faces, manipulating expectations (of foolish girls, mostly) then crushing them and his act when he got bored. They were the games of a boy, childish pastimes that had been chased away by several cold, hard kicks in the teeth by reality.
But the experience is still there, and that experience he will use this afternoon in going after Frankie. Now, let's not get him wrong. This is not an act of heroism. His incentive is Eden, to do her a favor given the instances when she had assisted him. And maybe, there is something like concern for Frankie Dalton. It didn't seem as if anyone else would have gone up there after him, not when even his girlfriend has thrown the white towel. No doubt, Amory has also weighed the possibilities and consequences, reasoned confidently that he could get himself out of the battleground in a flash if the meeting called for it. There was no surprising him in a store room, this time, and the human flavor of Frankie wouldn't pose so much of a threat. (If he he did have a gun, Amory Felix was ready to make a dash for it.) There was a plan of action solidified in his mind, nerves compressed to a confident damper. He would go to Frankie's interesting spot and play the part, act curious and unsuspecting. Then with a few words and heavy concentration, he would put the asshole to bed.
He initially accesses the mountain by transporting himself onto a familiar pathway crossed on their camping trip; it takes another hour figuring exactly where Frankie Dalton had told him to meet. Teleportation points need visual recognition to work, and for a task like this, legwork is the last thing to complain about. When he finally does reach their specified meeting point, catching Frankie's frame against a blazing line of the horizon, instinct has Amory brushing a hand over his pocket to recheck that pistol stuck in there.
Just in case.