Victor Creed has issues with authority (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
lawofthejungle) wrote in ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
sixwordstories2013-07-05 09:51 am
lawofthejungle) wrote in sixwordstories2013-07-05 09:51 am
Entry tags:
(no subject)
[Sprawled in the sun. Possibly sleeping.]
[She's fine with that. She grew up blue collar. Okay, she grew up dirt poor. It's just no one's ever asked her for a beer before. It's novel in its own way.]
My family, we don't really get over anything. But I'm the only one left standing, so I suppose it doesn't really matter. [A slight headtilt and she's looking him over again.] I'm Tess, by the way.
My family, we don't really get over anything. But I'm the only one left standing, so I suppose it doesn't really matter. [A slight headtilt and she's looking him over again.] I'm Tess, by the way.
[Clearly you need to hang out with a better class of people, Tess.]
Congratulations. Darwin would be proud.
[He pulls a can free of the plastic and just punctures the top with a claw instead of using the tab. He takes a long swig then salutes with the can.]
Victor.
Congratulations. Darwin would be proud.
[He pulls a can free of the plastic and just punctures the top with a claw instead of using the tab. He takes a long swig then salutes with the can.]
Victor.
What can I say? I have a strong survival instinct.
[Victor. That name connected to the physical attributes he has no problem showing off is something she's come across a time or two in her digging into SHIELD files. But he doesn't need to know that.]
It's a pleasure to meet you, Victor.
[Victor. That name connected to the physical attributes he has no problem showing off is something she's come across a time or two in her digging into SHIELD files. But he doesn't need to know that.]
It's a pleasure to meet you, Victor.
[He prowls the room, poking things here, moving things there, scraping one surface or another with a claw to test it; a not-entirely-subconscious play for dominance of the space. A cat marking its territory. Another swig or two and he empties the can, abandoning it on a shelf before crossing back to snag another.
He smirks darkly, glancing over to watch her appraisingly, a bit like a hungry tiger trying to decide if the prey's worth it or not.]
You too, Tess. Real hospitable of you.
You outlive 'em naturally or did you have something to do with it yourself?
He smirks darkly, glancing over to watch her appraisingly, a bit like a hungry tiger trying to decide if the prey's worth it or not.]
You too, Tess. Real hospitable of you.
You outlive 'em naturally or did you have something to do with it yourself?
You're not the first strange man who's shown up randomly in my backyard. You could say I'm used to being hospitable.
[She isn't going to stop him. Short of trying to rip her apart, Tess will let him do as he pleases. For now.
As to his question, she smirks right back at him.]
My father and brother had rather... unfortunate accidents.
[She isn't going to stop him. Short of trying to rip her apart, Tess will let him do as he pleases. For now.
As to his question, she smirks right back at him.]
My father and brother had rather... unfortunate accidents.
Nothin' unfortunate about accidents, been the cause of a few myself. Make things interesting.
And to think I thought I was some kind of special case.
And to think I thought I was some kind of special case.
Edited 2013-07-09 13:58 (UTC)
What, can't you tell I'm all broken up about it?
[She's so not.
Pouring herself another drink, she gestures toward him.]
You didn't come with an army. And so far, you haven't tried to kill me. That's special, not to mention highly appreciated.
[She's so not.
Pouring herself another drink, she gestures toward him.]
You didn't come with an army. And so far, you haven't tried to kill me. That's special, not to mention highly appreciated.
[He takes another long swig.]
Oh, sure. Just moments away from cryin' your eyes out about it.
[Not really; it's just a tease, all amused words with not a lot in his gaze to go with it.
Her assertions gain her a casual shrug and a dark laugh, a cruel quirk of lips to go with them but it's still too early to tip his hand.]
Armies tend not to be my thing. We don't get along great, 'specially not with all those guns.
As for not killin' ya yet. The day's still young.
Oh, sure. Just moments away from cryin' your eyes out about it.
[Not really; it's just a tease, all amused words with not a lot in his gaze to go with it.
Her assertions gain her a casual shrug and a dark laugh, a cruel quirk of lips to go with them but it's still too early to tip his hand.]
Armies tend not to be my thing. We don't get along great, 'specially not with all those guns.
As for not killin' ya yet. The day's still young.
Not all armies use guns.
[Then she mock sighs, long sufferingly.]
Well, you see, Victor, I've been dead. A few times. I'm in no hurry to go back again. I don't suppose there's anything I can do to sway your preference?
[Then she mock sighs, long sufferingly.]
Well, you see, Victor, I've been dead. A few times. I'm in no hurry to go back again. I don't suppose there's anything I can do to sway your preference?
Page 3 of 3