Bad Attitude

[bigbad17]

Day: 3
Characters: Spike and Vegeta
Summary: An attitude check from your ever helpful security vampire.
When: Afternoon
Where: Cell 023
Status: Closed; incomplete.

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[princelysaiyan]

Vegeta was in an acrid mood to say the least. After being manhandled and chained to the damn wall, all he could do was curse this place and every damn soul within it. After a while he quieted, partly from exhaustion and hunger, and partly from the realization that going on a tirade wasn't going to get him anywhere. Going without dinner certainly irritated him, and the growling in his stomach didn't seem to go away as time went on, but quieted and reduced to a hollow ache.

It wasn't as if Vegeta was going to go along with the insanity at this asylum, and so far, it hasn't gotten any results, but Vegeta's window to escape--or at least wreck some havoc--would come. He knew it.

When the door flew open, he looked up with a scowl on his face, but couldn't keep it from twisting into a smirk. Ha, so the strangely voiced guard came after all. "The man of the hour has finally arrived. I must say, I was getting quite lonely," he ground out. He jerked at his chains, his smirk intensifying into a heated snarl.

[bigbad17]

Spike just grinned, folding his arms across his chest and leaning back against the nearest wall. His presence was threat enough for now, as far as he was concerned. And yes, an all out brawl would have been his definition of fun but it might be nice to try and play a few mind games first, see what happened. After all, he had to at least pretend he was being helpful here.

"Man? Selling me short, mate." He said, still looking happy. "I'm the big bad, and you've got my undivided attention. I'd say lonely is the least of your problems now. So, wanna talk about your feelings?"

[princelysaiyan]

"Feelings," he snorted, bending forward and getting to his knees before lifting himself up to his feet, arms held neatly behind his back, "They're a waste. I'd probably be insulted if I wasn't amused as I am." Standing, Vegeta got a better view, and comparison, between himself and this security guard. Being as compact as he was, even his pine cone hair couldn't even match up to this guy's height. It didn't matter to Vegeta, though. He slaughtered beasts three times his own size before this.

"Big bad, is that what you call yourself?" Vegeta ground his teeth in a snarling smirk, all the while jerking at his arms to try and yank the chains from the bolt in the wall, but irritatingly to no avail, "You don't look all that bad to me. I've had monsters scarier than you under my command."

[bigbad17]

Spike just grinned again, really liking this. Who did not like a power trip, after all? And the funny thing was, he kind of liked the crazy that went along with this place and all the people in it. Could say he had a lot of practice with it. "Ain't about me, mate. You're the one whose gone all sack of hammers." He replied.

"I'm Spike, in case you missed the memo. I know all about you though." He added, since he had done the homework and read up on the guy thank you very much. "You got all kinds of problems, mate. Let's start with the whole imaginary prince thing. I feel like we should work that nasty little delusion out before you hurt yourself."

[princelysaiyan]

Vegeta hated hearing things similar to the things he was hearing from this guy, but the comment of his royalty being imaginary set him off. "My royalty is NOT imaginary!" He seethed at such a comment, anger erupting at the mere idea that everything he's known was nothing but fake. He was angry now and not up for playing games of sarcasm and snide remarks. He jerked at the chains binding him, now more violent than before, but to his frustration, the chains wouldn't break. Nor could he power up to allow himself to break them. "I am the Prince of the proud Saiyan warrior race! I'll have you on your knees for thinking such bullshit that it's all a delusion!"

His rage was unfounded now, a clear vein throbbed over his temple and he seethed at Spike with teeth bare, like a rabid animal.

[bigbad17]

The vampire practically giggled at that reaction. Or whatever the dark, evil, manly version of giggling was. Cackled, maybe. "Never heard of 'em. And neither has anyone else in this place. Know why? Because they don't exist, that's why. Sack of hammers, you are."

He aimed a kick in the general direction of the patient, not really caring if it landed just yet. It was the principle of the thing. "One more threat like that and I'll see you stay in these chains for good. Of course, I might do that anyways. For your own safety and all that."

[princelysaiyan]

Of course this moron wouldn't have heard of them, Earth-scum, or whatever the hell he was. "You're lucky you haven't," he snarled, "Those who learn of us usually die within the hour of our arrival!" Also, sack of hammers? What did that even mean? Vegeta hissed, the confusion over the phrase egging him on into further theatrics. "We exist, I am one of the last!" he said that last part with a trembling in his voice. He could have been the very last had that mangy Kakarot did himself a favor and died.

He growled with a painful intolerance, the kick landing to his side, exposed as it was with his arms bound behind his back. His stance as sturdy, only budging maybe an inch or two from his position to the force, and he grit his teeth, "I'll KILL you for this, Earth-trash!"

[bigbad17]

Spike rolled his eyes, not looking at all impressed. "Oh please, if I had a nickel for every time I've heard that line. 'I'm so evil they don't have a name for me.' 'Oh, I'm so bad people are too afraid to even mention me.' Or maybe its because they aren't real. Ever think of that, mate?"

"You watch your mouth," He shot back. "'Cause me, they got a name for what I am. So let's try this again. Tell you what, why don't you try convincing me all about whatever it is you think you are. Lets see how much sense it makes."

[princelysaiyan]

Of course, Vegeta had the mass of severed tail just above his butt to prove that he wasn't human. Unless they took the liberty of surgically removing it. He had been too distracted to really notice. Vegeta, growling, looked back over his shoulder. The piece that the chains were attached to had bent somewhat, but the rags provided by the asylum covered up his backside, whereas his one-piece undersuit for his usual armor had a hole cut for his tail to comfortably slip through.

"If you want proof, then check back here," he hissed, knowing that if a stump of dark brown fur didn't prove it, then the scar from it would. He growled in his throat, "A name for you? Like 'ass'? Sounds appropriate."

[bigbad17]

Spike just raised a very skeptical eyebrow at that suggestion. "You're not exactly my type, mate. So no thanks." It was not like he needed to be convinced about someone not being human. Hell, he was an expert on the subject, but that was not the point. The point was not to humor the crazy person, and if there maybe was the slightest shred of proof he planned on ignoring it anyways, just to mess with him.

As for that little insult, well, he really really was not supposed to eat patients. It would have proved a nice point though. So he bit back his first instinct to, well, bite, and just settled for a dark and faintly inscrutable look and another kick. "Lets add manners to the list of things to work on."

[princelysaiyan]

Vegeta gave him a look. A look of 'holy shit, you're deranged.' As much as he didn't want to force himself to do this, he needed to swallow everything the man said with a grain of salt. That second kick knocked the breath from his lungs, his sides and torso completely unprotected despite the sturdy walls of muscle laying over top. After regaining his posture, Vegeta dropped down onto his butt, legs crossed and spine hunched a little. He had to shut himself up and think. He didn't need to end up like Nappa and he was definitely smart enough not to.

He didn't think his scouter would really help in a situation like this. The man seemed more keen on forcing bullshit down his throat than actually hurting him. It was hard to tell just how hard he was trying with those kicks, but Vegeta was confident that he could withstand it. Hmph. He'd show him manners, "So then, is this all you have in your arsenal? Petty kicks that a puppy could endure and bullshit from your mouth? I say, I'm slightly embarrassed for you."

[bigbad17]

"What did I just say about manners?" Spike shot back, for the moment settling for looming over the patient in a properly menacing manner. Abruptly he launched another kick, this one aimed at Vegeta's face - so convenient of him to sit down like that.

Abruptly he crouched down, bringing himself eye level with the bound patient but just out of reach. "Wanna know how I got the nickname? I like torturing people with railroad spikes. You should hear the sound they make when they go through a head, mate. This sort of crunch and then a squish." He sounded far too cheerful about the memories. "Now do we need to cover William the Bloody too, or can I be done with the creepy threats and monologuing? Makes me feel like I'm in a bad horror movie." Grinning again, he added, "Now, what was I saying about manners?"

[princelysaiyan]

Vegeta growled out in pain, knocked over to his side from the force of the kick to his face. Inside his mouth his lip was sliced by his own teeth, that and some of those teeth knocked a bit, with one falling out completely. He shook as he struggled to get himself back upright, "I don't care about your stupid nicknames. I don't care what you do to stupid humans in your past time." He glared at him, "You might as well be. You have the face for it. You can take your precious manners and just shove them." He growled, blood dripping from his lips down to his chin.

[bigbad17]

Spike just chuckled faintly, genuinely amused by the face comment because so far for this interview he had kept his human. Aside from the lack of body heat or breath - hard things to notice unless you were really paying attention - he might have been human, not the vampire he was. He had gotten a stern talking to by the boss types and for the moment he was happy to play along and save his more terrifying expressions for special occasions.

Standing abruptly he shook his head in mock sadness. "Looks to me like someone's asking for an extra day in these restraints, what do you think?"

[princelysaiyan]

Vegeta growled at him, "They cannot hold me forever... I will break them off eventually." Vegeta spit at Spike's boot, one of his teeth accompanying a wad of saliva and blood, "I've been bound by worse things."

And he had, though not physically. He growled deep in his chest, raspy voice coming out like a cat in a hot mess.

[bigbad17]

"Suit yourself, mate." Spike replied with a shrug, bending down to run his fingers through the drops of blood before standing again and licking them clean like it was the most normal thing in the world. "And you haven't. All in your head, remember?"

Still smirking he turned to leave, then paused with his hand on the door. "Last chance. Be a good boy and admit you're out of your gourd or stick around and get to know these chains a little better. Your call."