Who: Saix [bloodluna] and Beast Boy [master_of_dudes] Where Out in the forest When: Before the .Hack event, shortly after this. Rating: PG for violence Summary: Saix is about to teach Beast Boy a lesson in self control the Story: ( By losing his own )
Thankfully for Beast Boy, his ears were completely safe today. Maybe. He just happened to distract himself along the way--no, he wasn't nervous about what Saix had planned for him, what are you talking about? Somewhere along the way, Beast Boy had to wonder how he managed to make such creepy friends. Seriously. Raven was creepy personified, Saix is basically a sober Scottish man, and he was fucking someone who looks like a zombie.
What is his life.
So he took his time putting on his Titans uniform. Looked for his Russian hat. Donned his Russian hat. Put on a scarf. Fed Mini Shark. He discovered what Farmville was. He learned that he couldn't get a Facebook and, thus, could not get Farmville. Considered asking the mansion to make some applications for the network. Took the stairs, slowly.
And, at last, he reached the forest. BB's stomach knotted in dread as he walked through the forest. Eventually he shifted into an Alaskan malamute because it's cold and Americans fucking hate the cold
( ... )
Unfortunately, Saix was the sort of person who would throw kittens into a sack with a brick, and then throw that into a river. No animal was too adorable for him to be unable to do anything to it. Especially if the task in hand involved doing harm.
Though this would be for Beast Boy's own good.
"That won't work," Saix said, as a distinctly green dog approached with a nervously wagging tail. He reached back and took his sword, feeling its heft as he brought it slowly forward, and rested it blade down against the ground. "You are going to fight me, and you are not going to stop until I let you. For your own safety, do not hold back. Use everything you have, and everything you know, to try and beat me. Do I make myself clear?"
Beast Boy, could, technically, transform into the most adorable kitten on earth, but he has just enough sense to refrain from doing so. He liked being alive, kthnx.
Speaking of which, he should probably remind Saix how much he enjoys being alive. He shifts back into his human form and unconsciously backs away. His entire body language--hunched in on himself, ears lowered, eyes wide--is a pretty universal message for PLEASE DON'T KILL ME. It'd be more pathetic if Saix wasn't sporting a giant sword of death. Under the circumstances, it's a perfectly reasonable reaction.
"H-hey, wait a sec! I'm on my fourth death! Are you trying to get me to five?!"
The corner of Saix's mouth twitched for a bare, fleeting moment, a brief smirk of cruel amusement, but he answered, "If you fight back as hard as you can, you won't die."
Although the words 'you can beat me' fled long before they reached Saix's throat, the implication remained. Saix had beaten a mindless beast, once. Beast Boy, he knew, was stronger than that, because he was smarter than that.
"If you don't fight," he said, and with a clang the blades of the claymore were bared before he continued, emphasising his point, "it will be a very swift death."
He looked Beast Boy squarely in the eyes, his expression and tone serious. "That fear you feel is your greatest enemy. I am leaving you with no choice. You must fight for your life, or you will lose it. Think of the pains it will cause to others if that happens. How will Kite react? Will you abandon Terra, and desert the other Titans, your other friends, because of your fear of me, of death, and of yourself?"
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What is his life.
So he took his time putting on his Titans uniform. Looked for his Russian hat. Donned his Russian hat. Put on a scarf. Fed Mini Shark. He discovered what Farmville was. He learned that he couldn't get a Facebook and, thus, could not get Farmville. Considered asking the mansion to make some applications for the network. Took the stairs, slowly.
And, at last, he reached the forest. BB's stomach knotted in dread as he walked through the forest. Eventually he shifted into an Alaskan malamute because it's cold and Americans fucking hate the cold ( ... )
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Though this would be for Beast Boy's own good.
"That won't work," Saix said, as a distinctly green dog approached with a nervously wagging tail. He reached back and took his sword, feeling its heft as he brought it slowly forward, and rested it blade down against the ground. "You are going to fight me, and you are not going to stop until I let you. For your own safety, do not hold back. Use everything you have, and everything you know, to try and beat me. Do I make myself clear?"
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Speaking of which, he should probably remind Saix how much he enjoys being alive. He shifts back into his human form and unconsciously backs away. His entire body language--hunched in on himself, ears lowered, eyes wide--is a pretty universal message for PLEASE DON'T KILL ME. It'd be more pathetic if Saix wasn't sporting a giant sword of death. Under the circumstances, it's a perfectly reasonable reaction.
"H-hey, wait a sec! I'm on my fourth death! Are you trying to get me to five?!"
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Although the words 'you can beat me' fled long before they reached Saix's throat, the implication remained. Saix had beaten a mindless beast, once. Beast Boy, he knew, was stronger than that, because he was smarter than that.
"If you don't fight," he said, and with a clang the blades of the claymore were bared before he continued, emphasising his point, "it will be a very swift death."
He looked Beast Boy squarely in the eyes, his expression and tone serious. "That fear you feel is your greatest enemy. I am leaving you with no choice. You must fight for your life, or you will lose it. Think of the pains it will cause to others if that happens. How will Kite react? Will you abandon Terra, and desert the other Titans, your other friends, because of your fear of me, of death, and of yourself?"
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