Scott McCall (
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paradisalogs2012-10-05 04:05 pm
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Who: Scott McCall and you!
What: An open nightmare log
When: Now and going on throughout the rest of today and tomorrow
Where: Scott's... mind zone?
Rating: I'll give this a hard R for gore.
[ It's nice, the woods are thick, misty and dark. The moon that's in the sky is barely moer than a tiny sliver, though if it's waning or waxing is hard to tell. Scott's breathing ragged and heavy as he hangs from the trees by ropes binding his hands. He was struggling earlier when he first found himself several feet off the ground with his arms strung up uncomfortably above his head, but a quick jolt of electricity throughout his body put a quick end to that little attempt at breaking free. It's not like it's the first time someone has zapped him with a taser, but the experience doesn't get easier with time.
In fact, considering the old man with the unpleasant smirk on his face is the one holding the taser, Scott actually feels a lot worse about this entire situation. There's a broad sword sitting on a large rock nearby. It's precariously balanced at the moment, but it doesn't look like it's about to tip off. It's way too far away for Scott to reach, even if he had it in him to swing out and try to get it at the moment. Unfortunate, considering Scott knows exactly what that sword is going to be used for soon enough. He'd really rather be able to kick it nice and far away.
The old man walks back and forth between Scott and anyone else who might be strung up next to him, eying them carefully, coldly... He doesn't exactly look like he's thinking of letting anyone free any time soon. ]
Gerard....
[ The old man smirks wider and starts to make his way over to where the sword is laying on the rock. ]
Mr. McCall. Not very wise of you and your friend to be wandering out here alone.
((OOC. The NPC, Gerard, will be writing in red for this log. If you want Gerard to be able to pick at the failures or insecurities of your character just PM or IM me to let me know what sort of things he should say to them/insecurities he should pick at.))
What: An open nightmare log
When: Now and going on throughout the rest of today and tomorrow
Where: Scott's... mind zone?
Rating: I'll give this a hard R for gore.
[ It's nice, the woods are thick, misty and dark. The moon that's in the sky is barely moer than a tiny sliver, though if it's waning or waxing is hard to tell. Scott's breathing ragged and heavy as he hangs from the trees by ropes binding his hands. He was struggling earlier when he first found himself several feet off the ground with his arms strung up uncomfortably above his head, but a quick jolt of electricity throughout his body put a quick end to that little attempt at breaking free. It's not like it's the first time someone has zapped him with a taser, but the experience doesn't get easier with time.
In fact, considering the old man with the unpleasant smirk on his face is the one holding the taser, Scott actually feels a lot worse about this entire situation. There's a broad sword sitting on a large rock nearby. It's precariously balanced at the moment, but it doesn't look like it's about to tip off. It's way too far away for Scott to reach, even if he had it in him to swing out and try to get it at the moment. Unfortunate, considering Scott knows exactly what that sword is going to be used for soon enough. He'd really rather be able to kick it nice and far away.
The old man walks back and forth between Scott and anyone else who might be strung up next to him, eying them carefully, coldly... He doesn't exactly look like he's thinking of letting anyone free any time soon. ]
Gerard....
[ The old man smirks wider and starts to make his way over to where the sword is laying on the rock. ]
Mr. McCall. Not very wise of you and your friend to be wandering out here alone.
((OOC. The NPC, Gerard, will be writing in red for this log. If you want Gerard to be able to pick at the failures or insecurities of your character just PM or IM me to let me know what sort of things he should say to them/insecurities he should pick at.))
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Gerard seems unbothered. ]
I know a lot more about you than that. You're occupation for example. Shinobi, some call it... or assassin.
[ That definitely gets Scott's attention. He looks back and forth between Gerard and Ino. ]
Assassin?
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Exactly. So don't you think you should get the hell out of here before you end up my next target? [Nevermind the fact that she doesn't usually kill innocent people -- or even most non-innocent people]
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Sadly, Gerard doesn't seem even remotely fazed by Ino's threats. ]
I don't think you're as threatening as you believe. No... a screw up like you? Even at my age I've got nothing to be afraid of.
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A screw up? I was the top in my class!
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Gerard meanwhile walks over to stand in front of her, cocking his head to the side as he looks up at her. ]
And yet it didn't do you any good when you were needed most, to save your teacher.
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Nothing to say on that? Can't deny the fact that you couldn't save him, even with all your great healing abilities?
[ The last thing Scott needs right now? His possible ally being shocked into inaction, or worse her dying because Gerard goes after her instead. So Scott tries to get Gerard's attention back. ]
But she didn't do anything wrong, she shouldn't be here!