[Video] un: spanglethesestars

[ukase]

[Rumlow has his set-up casual, his feet up on the table, and there's a toothpick sticking out the left side of his mouth. He's clearly sitting with two feet of the chair off the ground, but more predominant might be the healed burn scars that mark the left side of his face but particularly around his eyes. Much of the burns has clearly healed (miracle of pod life), but there is enough there to speak of previous considerable damage. His hair looks great though.]

New here. You don't care, and that's great. I'm looking for information on one subject in particular, so I won't waste time with semantics.

I need information on dragons. Specifically anatomy and how to kill them. I've got a wager with my future wife where she wants me to be the knight in shining armor and slay a dragon, but aside from the komodo kind, we don't have dragons where I'm from.

[He picks the toothpick from his mouth, twirling it in his fingers.]

Sure hope these ones taste like chicken though.

[He winks at the camera, offering a charming grin. Oh right, he wants to name drop because he knows it will annoy the person in question to the maximum degree.]

Also, if anyone knows Jessica Jones. Hit me up.

[He offers a mock little salute and the video ends.]

Comments

[vorrutyer]

[ He shoots him a gleaming grin. ]

So now that we're friends - dish.

[ukase]

[This could be a mistake. Whatever, he can always bury the guy in a shallow ditch, he thinks.]

Is that an impromptu request for dinner?

[vorrutyer]

I wouldn't say no.

[ By winks broadly at the fellow. ]

But all I want right now is a helping of gossip. What's happening between you and Mademoiselle Jones?

[ukase]

[Okay, this guy is totally his speed in a way. He grins.]

Gossip over dinner? Though, is it impolite to talk about a hardass like Jones behind her back? I feel like she's one of those serious stalkers with a camera that has a wall of your face in the living room and breathes heavily on it when too drunk to keep her walls up any longer.

[vorrutyer]

If only.

[ Byerly presses a hand to his chest. He is, in his odd cockeyed fashion, chivalrous; he wouldn't be caught dead protecting her overtly, but covertly... ]

I wish I were such an object of obsession. Unfortunately, I doubt I merit that attention from her. She's rather too good for me.

[ukase]

Oh, you fancy her, do you? I'll let you in on the secret: annoy her enough to push her towards bodily harm.

[That's what he does after all, and it hasn't technically gone badly. Of course, he's also the kind of man who can take what she dishes if it isn't all talk and probably still enjoy it.]

You do seem a tad too gentlemanly for her. You are a friend of hers though?

[vorrutyer]

[ A cheerful shrug. ]

Ah, no, she detests me. We've just fucked, is all.

[ukase]

Hate sex? You lucking bastard. That's just below make-up sex, and I never commit to make-up sex.

[vorrutyer]

I take it you haven't gotten that far? Sounds like you're still just nursing an obsession of your own.

[ukase]

I'm working on building the hate part up, clearly. I figure when she breaks my legs, it will hopefully be a rockin' good time when she takes my pants off.

[vorrutyer]

No, that's the thing. The tragic thing. She'll break your nose, and she'll delight you, but she won't do both in the same sitting.

[ukase]

I won't be disappointed. I'm patient, and at worst, I still get to say I killed a dragon over a girl who hates my guts.

[vorrutyer]

Is that something to brag about?

[ukase]

In my books it is. We don't have dragons where I'm from. They exist in fantasy novels.

[ukase]

In my books it is. We don't have dragons where I'm from. They exist in fantasy novels.

[vorrutyer]

[ A casual shrug. ]

Same. Doesn't mean I want to go out and get toasted by one.

[ukase]

It's the wager for the initial deal she proposed.

[vorrutyer]

Yes, a deal which she's never going to uphold. It seems to me, mon ami, you just want to murder a giant lizard.

[ukase]

She shouldn't make wagers she isn't going to uphold. That's just bad business. If she can't take the heat, she shouldn't engage.

[vorrutyer]

Well, dear Jessica is not exactly in any business, is she?

[ukase]

I wouldn't know. I haven't started full recon on her yet, but it's on the books.

[vorrutyer]

See, my perspective is that a woman who's a bit capricious - that's quite delightful. A woman ought to surprise you. She ought to frustrate you and drive you mad.

[ukase]

And does Jones do that to you? Make you all mad and frustrated when you talk with her?

[vorrutyer]

Of course. It's thrilling. Easily my favorite part of her. Don't you enjoy it?

[ukase]

She doesn't frustrate or drive me mad. It seems that it's quite the opposite, and if her bristly replies are any indication, she doesn't appreciate my attentions.

[Spoken blandly. It doesn't bother him one bit.]