Bullet 19 ~ Action Post

[bulletserenade]

[Out in the forest, a flurry of gunshots can be heard. There is a pause, then another series of shots; they go on for longer this time and end in a small blast of multicolored energy.]

Dammit, dammit, dammit! Why the hell'd you have to go and leave, huh?

[More shots, and the poor, innocent tree that is Jr.'s target has certainly seen better days

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[whitened_one]

*The swoosh of Albedo's cape is the only sound he's making as he's walking, but it is a pretty distinctive swoosh.* Well you're certainly in a bad mood today.

[bulletserenade]

[Oh hi Albedo. This is Jr., completely ignoring you while he shoots at the tree over and over again.]

[whitened_one]

*His twin completely ignoring him? Unheard of! He takes a step forward, looking almost worried.* What's the matter, Rubedo?

[bulletserenade]

[Still ignoring for a few more shots, then he mutters something without turning around.]

He's gone.

[whitened_one]

Who's gone, Rubedo?

[bulletserenade]

Kid.

Sometimes I hate this place.

[whitened_one]

*A few more steps forward. Dangerously close to your personal space but for once the teasing expression isn't there. Silent for a few seconds as he's torn between jealousy that Rubedo would be this upset about this person leaving and worry for his twin.* Perhaps you should consider the fact that he is no longer subject to the whims of the island, Rubedo.

[bulletserenade]

[He backs away - or, rather, walks closer to the tree. He's in no mood to be messed with, despite the fact that Albedo isn't doing that at the moment.]

Rational thought, from you? I must be hearing things.

[whitened_one]

*He steps forward again.* I'm more complex than I seem. Or had you thought me so predictable as to be incapable of deviating from my ordinary habits?

[bulletserenade]

Considering your usual activities, I had started to wonder.

[whitened_one]

*Okay, the insults are starting to flow again...good sign, right?* Now Rubedo, you ought to know better than to judge a book by its cover.

[bulletserenade]

[He shoots a quick glare over his shoulder before going back to shooting the tree. More ignoring.]

[whitened_one]

*Did a flicker of worry just make its way through the link before he cut it off? Maybe. And he's moving just a tiny bit closer, too.*

[bulletserenade]

[He winces very slightly. Was that...? No. Probably from Gaignun, or all in his head. Jr. barely glances behind him before returning his attention to the tree.

What?

[whitened_one]

It's not like you to ignore me like this, Rubedo.

[bulletserenade]

[He turns back to the tree.]

I'm not in the mood for your usual games, Albedo.