fourth saga

[diaf_askeladd]

To all of the women I said I was going to "date" while I was droned:

Not happening.

Askeladd. Grady can't be killed. Pick someone else.

[Thorfinn can be found outside his house, running a garden hose over his hair and scrubbing furiously.]

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[stfu_thorfinn]

And here I was, ready to reward you for the information.

[diaf_askeladd]

What? Fine. Let's fight now, then.

[stfu_thorfinn]

Do you have a weapon?

[diaf_askeladd]

I got my knife back from the Post Office. It'll do.

My house. Five minutes. Be there.

[stfu_thorfinn]

It might take me a bit longer to get there, in my old age.

[diaf_askeladd]

You be here or I'll come find you. I don't care. Just hurry up.

[click. And he's off!]

[stfu_thorfinn]

[Askeladd will be showing up a calculated ten minutes late, sword in hand.]

1/2

[diaf_askeladd]

[Thorfinn draws his knife as soon as he spots Askeladd, charging at the older man as the heat rises in his blood. This is it. He'll avenge his father and finally achieve the revenge he seeks-]

2/2

[diaf_askeladd]

[-or not. Two minutes later, Thorfinn is on the ground, barely able to move.]

...

[stfu_thorfinn]

[Askelad leans against a wall, idly inspecting his sword for new damage.]

Maybe next time, lad.

[diaf_askeladd]

D... Damn it... Damn you... [the boy's breath comes out in ragged gasps.]

Find... something else...

[stfu_thorfinn]

Hmm, indeed. If Grady can't be killed, I suppose I'll have to find something else for you to do.

Any ideas?

[diaf_askeladd]

I don't know. Something... anything, damn you!

[stfu_thorfinn]

Hmm... what did you say it was you were doing to all those young ladies a moment ago?

[diaf_askeladd]

What? [after a few deep breaths, he's able to speak somewhat more clearly.]

Stupid. When I was droned I said I would... date them. Take them to the theater. Whatever... whatever that means.

[stfu_thorfinn]

Hah! I'd do you some good, make no mistake.