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[The video feed snaps on and for a moment it’s hard to see anything as the darkness of night provides a shadowy veil. A bit of turning and the device’s camera turns to focus on the serene expression of an older gentleman with a sharp, aquiline nose and cold gray/blue eyes.]
Old man.
[He begins in a low, monotone yet there is a hint of bemusement, a slight layer of disgust in his voice. Kale purses his lips as if he’s perplexed and then repeats.]
'Old man'. Now why would you address a stranger in such a disrespectful manner?
[Those icy eyes are now looking down and the camera flips perspective, focusing on a young turk laying on the ground. The hooded youth is cradling an obviously broken arm and whimpering, gasping for air. A flash of something, a neatly polished shoe can be seen as Kale adjusts the pressure the toe of his Italian leather loafer is exerting on the younger man’s carotid.
He continues to speak, in the same languid, almost professorial tone.]
I can understand your desire to mug me, after all it’s what a bottom feeder such as yourself does; can’t fault you for looking for your next smack dollar but really, 'old man?' That’s just uncalled for.
[There is just a small turn of his ankle and suddenly the thug on the ground cries out and shortly afterwards begins to convulse, as if fighting for air and/or suffering a seizure. The body bucks and arches in gross angles but Kale is completely unaffected and continues his calm conversation.]
With age come wisdom, poise and knowledge that should be respected. In many countries young people such as yourself, look to their elders with awe and would never speak so … crudely to them.
[Let alone try to mug them but, that’s beside the point. The body’s jerks start to become death throes at which point the shoe is moved from its spot on the man’s neck. The youth takes a deep, whiney breath and begins to cough and moan as he rolls in place.]
Old man, tsk and for goodness sake, pull your pants up. You look unkept with your boxers hanging out like that.
[The video feeds for a moment longer, enough to confirm that Kale is simply walking off, leaving his would be mugger to recover in the alley as he heads on his way. The last shot shows the youth still rolling on the ground in agony, before the feed shuts off.]
[ooc: Wracked my brain on Monday trying to think of an intro post and forgot I'd meant to use this. *facepalm!*]
Old man.
[He begins in a low, monotone yet there is a hint of bemusement, a slight layer of disgust in his voice. Kale purses his lips as if he’s perplexed and then repeats.]
'Old man'. Now why would you address a stranger in such a disrespectful manner?
[Those icy eyes are now looking down and the camera flips perspective, focusing on a young turk laying on the ground. The hooded youth is cradling an obviously broken arm and whimpering, gasping for air. A flash of something, a neatly polished shoe can be seen as Kale adjusts the pressure the toe of his Italian leather loafer is exerting on the younger man’s carotid.
He continues to speak, in the same languid, almost professorial tone.]
I can understand your desire to mug me, after all it’s what a bottom feeder such as yourself does; can’t fault you for looking for your next smack dollar but really, 'old man?' That’s just uncalled for.
[There is just a small turn of his ankle and suddenly the thug on the ground cries out and shortly afterwards begins to convulse, as if fighting for air and/or suffering a seizure. The body bucks and arches in gross angles but Kale is completely unaffected and continues his calm conversation.]
With age come wisdom, poise and knowledge that should be respected. In many countries young people such as yourself, look to their elders with awe and would never speak so … crudely to them.
[Let alone try to mug them but, that’s beside the point. The body’s jerks start to become death throes at which point the shoe is moved from its spot on the man’s neck. The youth takes a deep, whiney breath and begins to cough and moan as he rolls in place.]
Old man, tsk and for goodness sake, pull your pants up. You look unkept with your boxers hanging out like that.
[The video feeds for a moment longer, enough to confirm that Kale is simply walking off, leaving his would be mugger to recover in the alley as he heads on his way. The last shot shows the youth still rolling on the ground in agony, before the feed shuts off.]
[ooc: Wracked my brain on Monday trying to think of an intro post and forgot I'd meant to use this. *facepalm!*]