third saga (multi-post!)

[diaf_askeladd]

[The plan was set. He'd learned that the war chief came whenever "crimes" were committed. What constituted crime in this place was almost laughable compared to the things Thorfinn saw on a daily basis, but he wasn't complaining

Comments

[ponypuncher]

[Christian Gods, Thorfinn what happened to you. You look like something the cat dragged in and what the hell is that in your mouth--]

...

[diaf_askeladd]

Alright, you asked for it, pops!

[w-weak lunge]

[ponypuncher]

[Grabbing at his wrist sob what is this this is no fun.]

[diaf_askeladd]

[WARGH]

Leggo'a me, ya geezer!

[ponypuncher]

[LIFTING HIM UP]

Yer actin' like those freaks who don't quit smiling. Yer form's completely off, I can see right through ya--What would yer father think? I bet he's rollin' in his grave.

[diaf_askeladd]

[WIGGLING]

Man, my pops ain't dead! What the heck's your problem, old-timer?

[ponypuncher]

I ain't the one with the problem, Thorfinn. Yer the one actin' funny--Yer hair looks like ya havent bathed in months and yer dressin' like... Fuck, hell if I know! It ain't no fun fightin' ya if yer like this!

[diaf_askeladd]

You're talkin' loco, old man! Now put me down!

[ponypuncher]

Not a chance.

[diaf_askeladd]

Wh-What!? Why not!?

[ponypuncher]

If ya want me to put ya down, ya gotta make me, otherwise I'll stand here all day! Yer the one who wanted to pick a fight, but ya ain't that much of a warrior right now. It'd be a waste of my time.

[diaf_askeladd]

[s

squirms uselessly]

[ponypuncher]

[Looking around

oh

wait

light bulb.

He'll just be reaching up to hook Thorfinn onto the nearest light post hook by the back of his spiffy leather jacket.]

[diaf_askeladd]

[WHAT]

H-Hey! Get me down from here, ya malook!

[ponypuncher]

[IT'S GREAT TO BE TALL.]

I think I'll let ya hang out for awhile, kiddo!