if I was in world war two they'd call me spitfire.

[swwag]

WHO: Eridan Ampora and Gamzee Makara.
WHERE: In some farmer's field somewhere on the edge of the city.
WHEN: 3/20
WARNINGS: FAITO.
SUMMARY: Gamzee totally sassed Eridan up over the network. They are now official In The Shit and about to try and mangle each other.
FORMAT: Starting with para, but I'm good with whatever!

Comments

[hasgonehonkers]

Gamzee was rather pleased with the situation. He'd get to snap a low blooded motherfucker's neck if all went right tonight, and he'd really like something to go right tonight as not a lot of shit had been going in his favor. Showing up in a strange place with no way of knowing where all his friends were was a pretty shit situation. Especially when he needed to kill them all, at least Eridan was good start

[swwag]

Eridan - a very unimposing, very human Eridan - heard the horn and looked that way, unfolding his arms. Gamzee was here, at least, and he didn't seem stupid enough over the network to just rush in guns (or clubs, as it were) blazing against a guy with a long-distance weapon. So either he was hiding over in that direction with a horn and waiting for Eridan to come close for a bludgeoning, he expected Eridan to turn around and look for him in the opposite direction and meant to run up behind him, or he was somewhere completely different and the horn was a distraction.

Well. Only one thing to do.

Wand at the ready and already glowing dimly, he started off in the direction of the honk. The odds of an ambush were extremely high due to the wand's range, in his opinion, so he was less expecting an actual attack from the horn's direction and more from the sides or from behind him.

What he wasn't banking on, however, was Gamzee not having his gigantic stupid floppy shoes.

[hasgonehonkers]

Oh good, he was taking the bait, this would go over better than- wait. What the hell was he looking at? Was Eridan... was he fucking human? No that couldn't be Eridan, could it? Well, there was that earlier comment where Eridan was surprised that Gamzee was a troll

[swwag]

Alright, that was enough of that. Gamzee should probably be within range by now, if he really was sneaking around, and if he wasn't, he'd still be in range for a good blast to the chest... or more preferably, to the face.

Without warning, Eridan whipped around and, wand primed, scanned the field for the clown. If he saw him, Gamzee would get a bolt of energy shot straight at him - but if he didn't, Eridan would stand there for a second and then take a few steps further into the empty field, watching.

God, he hated things like these. It had always been so much easier and so preferable to just raze everything to the ground until he found who he was looking for.