[Text | un: dualhound] Mister Shakedown

[silverhound]

[So, Loz has been quiet. Too quiet. The man all but vanished recently since he's been busy doing odd jobs here. However, those jobs are done and finished with and the big lug is pissed the hell off.

Despite all his effort to bring in a decent income, the money he's obtained is a little on the scarce side. This, of course, is why he's on the warpath today. A living wage is all he wants but he's opted to take on a more sinister role in order to make some cash.

That's right. This asshole is thinking of breaking some faces today.]

Who's legs I gotta break to make some REAL money around here? I'm talking about thousands here not one gil.

I haven't had a good fight in a long time. I'm getting pretty damn bored.
So who wants to play? If I knock your block off, I'll take all your cash.

Deal? Deal.


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( ooc: the dog is loose! Loz is causing trouble, again. Sorry for being so absent lately. It's been rough in RL right now but I'm making a comeback track like Miley Cyrus )

Comments

[kissintime]

[Ermes was definitely honest in her explanation. Once the sticker is off, the extra head collides back into Loz's proper one and he is free of the growth.]

Hahah! Man, look at you. Freaking out over nothing. [Well, nothing to her. She's done it to herself once after all - a desperate power play - so she isn't at all bothered or sympathetic to his disgust.] If you wanna give up now, I won't hold it against you. I can do a lot worse than that. Give you extra ears, arms, feet -- you can always run off and I won't tell anyone about it!

[silverhound]

[That smug look upon the woman's face is bound to change once she catches a glimpse of the malicious intent within those ethereal green eyes. Loz here isn't one to be trifled with and Ermes is about to learn that first hand. Guaranteed.]

You think I'm gonna give up that easily? [A crackle of electricity emitts from his silver gauntlet as he gets back into stance.] Sorry but I don't like losing---

[Before she can say anything, Loz suddenly teleports right in front of her with the Dualhound ready to pulverize. That silver gauntlet he crocks is packing over 100 amp of pure electric current. It's more than enough to kill a man. If Ermes would like to live, she better start dodging!]

[kissintime]

Oh shit--!

[ that electricity, without doubt, fucking scares the shit out of her. she's been electrocuted before, nearly died too, and it quickly made her "top 5 worst things that happened to me in prison" list. only thwarted by "falling out of a helicopter mid-air" and "invisible zombies." ]

Dude - [ dodge ] - chill, with - [ near-dodge ] - the electricity, you - [ close call ] - psycho, GODDAMMIT--

[ and then she trips while dodging away, thrown off balance and wide open. ]