Out and About

[devwocean]

Characters: Orphaner Dualscar and open
Location: Pretty much anywhere you want, including his hive.
Time: During the day
Style: Any
Status: Open

[Dualscar's been mostly staying home for the last couple of days since the Grand Highblood arrived, but he can't stay in forever - for several reasons.

1. He's not a wiggler.

2. The Condesce is there and he doesn't want her to think he's a wiggler.

3. They need groceries.

So he ventures out for the first time in a while, striding purposefully through the streets with an eye out for anything big, purple, and hairy.

Not that he's scared, though. Oh no. Definitely not.]

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[devwocean]

[Oh god oh god oh god. Dualscar is frozen, head trapped in a huge hand and his arms full. His arms are full. He can't--

He drops the groceries, fruit and packages spilling out as they land at their feet. Now at least his hands are free, but it doesn't matter because before he could get his sword and run the demon through he'd probably be dead.

His voice comes out cold, and just a tiny bit breathless.]

Grand Highblood.

[grandhighblood]

[Without even a response, the highblood raises a large arm as if to swing it down viciously across Dualscar's front! He's even got the murderous clown expression plastered across his face, so surely he must be trying to kill him right here and right now, in front of many of the locals!

Well, let's see...

It does indeed come down with a loud WHOOSH sound, but instead of knocking Dualscar down, it only wraps around seadweller's shoulders, like how a bro would roughly hug his other bro from the side. He grins wildly, the other hand coming up and thumping him soundly against his chest.]

Now look what you all gone and motherfucking done! Dropped all your shit all the fuck on the ground. Big, old waste you're all motherfucking practicing, brother!

[devwocean]

[Dualscar's sword is halfway out of its scabbard by the time the arm goes around his shoulders, and he finds the breath nearly pounded out of him while he's bearhugged against the massive troll.

His fins are completely flat against his face with panic, but he struggles to keep his expression neutral as he glances around to see if people are watching. A few strangers cast glances at him, but there's no one here he knows, and he can't decide if that's a good thing, or a bad thing.

His voice is a little more quiet and a lot more stiff than normal, but he does an admirable job of keeping his tone even and almost casual.] You're right, wwhat havve I done. Wwhy don't you let me go so I can pick up my things and be on my wway?

[grandhighblood]

[Nope, not...letting...you...go. His grin only remains, and he laughs, giving the ol' seadweller a good shake. Almost friendly. It probably makes it all the more terrifying, really. The highblood starts to guide him through the plaza, kicking and stepping on his groceries as they move along.]

Is that a way to be motherfucking getting your greet on when you haven't seen a brother in a long fucking time? Wasteful and rude, aren't you? [He doesn't mind if some ever decided to step in and/or stop him, but so far, no interruptions from other trolls or the like. Good. Even better.]

[devwocean]

[Oh god. Dualscar is stiff as a board as he's marched through the plaza, surrounded by people who have no idea that he's even in trouble, and he's not about to call out to them. His pride won't allow it.]

It...it hasn't been that long, since I last saww you, actually. Just a couple a wweeks.

[grandhighblood]

[He cranes his neck back, looking down at Dualscar with a raised eyebrow. His claws dig a little into the armor around his shoulders, not quite reaching his shoulder yet.]

Couple of weeks? Nah, I think a brother is all motherfucking imagining things now! [Hey, let's head slowly back to your respiteblock! He's taken then time to actually go and look for it before coming out here to the plaza......]

[devwocean]

[It doesn't take long before Dualscar recognizes where they're going. He goes even more stiff. Is his own hive to be the place of his next trauma? It's a nice apartment, one that he's come to like.

He subtly tries to angle himself away from the bigger troll, work his way free]

I'm not imagining things. I'vve been here for a perigee or so.

...Wwhere havve you settled yourself, Grand Highblood? Did you get a hivve for yourself, already?

[grandhighblood]

[Nah ah ah, you aren't going anywhere, mister. His hand is all but trying to crush him closer, the one that had been thumping Dualscar's chest gesturing sort of vaguely into the air as they kept walking, nearing his hive.]

You'll motherfucking find out soon enough! But yeah, I did. Shitty little sized place compared to what we're all fucking used to, but hey, motherfuckers all gotta do what they can, right?

[Goodness, all this casual small talk! You'd think the highblood was actually interested in being nice to Dualscar.........]

[devwocean]

[What does he mean, he'll find out soon enough? Dualscar can scarcely breathe as they walk right up to his front door.]

Yes, I wwas disappointed at first, but I'vve made do. It's at least homey and I'vve got a drone to take care a the mundane chores.

[He looks around nervously. Maybe the Condesce is here...? But she was out when he left. Reluctantly, he decaptchalogues his keys and reaches for the door.]

Wwell, thanks for wwalkin' me home, but this is wwhere wwe part wways. Wwhere did you say your hivve wwas?

[grandhighblood]

[He lets Dualscar get to his keys and even reach for the door, standing a little less than a step away behind him. Then he slowly raises a pointed finger towards the building directly next door, a wide grin on his face.]

Hey, motherfucking neighbor.

[devwocean]

[Well. Fuck. Dualscar opens the door, wondering if the Highblood just wanted to terrify him, and wasn't actually going to kill him, after all.]

Wwell, isn't that nice.

[grandhighblood]

[The highblood suddenly reaches out, a heavy hand clamping down on Dualscar's shoulder. It's not a threatening gesture in itself, but his voice his right next to the sea-dweller's ear, sounding low and chilly...]

How about a little hivewarming gift for a brother?

[devwocean]

[Dualscar flinches a bit as the Highblood grabs his shoulder. If he goes into his own hive, the Condesce might come back and save him. Or she might come back and figure it's his own fault because he's so weak and make some popcorn. And besides, if he goes into his own hive, he'll have to remember whatever the Highblood does every time he's inside the hive.

He looks up at the bigger troll]

You wwant me to come ovver to your place, for a chat?

[grandhighblood]

[His hand remains on the shoulder, then a single claw runs up the side of Dualscar's neck, a tiny patch of bare skin.]

Nah, just here's fine, and I all know the best motherfucking gift a brother could be all presenting to me--

[Then he lunges forward, finding this just way too easy. Baring his razor sharp teeth, he suddenly cranes the seadweller's head to the side by his horns to open up a way for his large maw. They clamp down hard on the sensitive flesh, digging messily into it, chewing a little before finally ripping away. Bright, nearly magenta blood sprayed out of the wound, and it coated the highblood's face thickly like grotesque face paint.]

[devwocean]

[Dualscar was expecting the indigo to attack him at some point, but he expected torture first. Or at least for it to be slow. He wasn't expecting such a savage, brutal attack, right out in the open on his own doorstep.

His reflexes acted even as the troll was killing him. As the troll grabbed his horn and wrenched his head sideways, his hand went to his sword and drew it. But it's too late.

He gurgles, the sword falling from his fingers and clattering to the ground. Death closes in quickly as his blood sprays over the Highblood, and he falls, right through the slightly open door, and into his own front hallway]

[grandhighblood]

[the highblood is much more prone to torturing his victims, but he had a special spot in his heart for sea-dwellers.

once dualscar's body hits the floor, the highblood grasps him by the back of his silly cape and drags him into his hive, ducking under the doorway, and leaving a smear of blood on the doorstep. the sword is neglected. the ceiling of these apartment buildings were decently high, but his horns nearly touched, but it could've been worse! these hives weren't that bad.

he finds a nice place by a window, where anyone could see inside, and strings up the sea-dweller on a rotating fan/light fixture by his cape. quite an embarrassing and undignified display that the highblood finds particularly pleasing.

he places his palm against the shredded neck, collecting as much blood on his hands as possible, letting it run over his fingers in delight. then further desecrating the body, he runs his tongue across the lower part of dualscar's face fin, hitting the small gold ring pierced into it, then bites down to rip that portion of the fin with jewelry stuck in it.

satisfied, he quickly exits the apartment with his hand covered in rapidly cooling blood and a little piece of gold jewelry in his teeth.]