“Oh, yeah?” eyes are narrowed at the other, half tempted to pull out his gun and blow this guy away just for speaking to him. But there was a proposition here, Rocket could feel it. “What’s in it for ME?” @hellfirebound
“The opportunity to blow shit up, get paid, and lastly… gain a reputation that would shadow the one you have already.” Was it the truth? Was it all a lie? Possibly, but Ky was going to pawn it off as simple fact. At least until circumstances changed.
stephen quirked an eyebrow at the outburst in regards to his appearance, blankly looking at the man before giving a small smirk of amusement. really, he knew that much, but it was quite bemusing to hear someone state it so obviously. the times were changing, that much was evident with each passing interaction.
“ company would be a welcome change, i was merely lost in thought. i am stephen strange, who are you?”
being honest was a hard task. even more so for him, but he was at least attempting to be for the moment. that way, maybe it wouldn’t help ease his way into things, and not come of as… his almost too per-usual aggressiveness.
“ we all go there. ” ky knew that from experience, but he doubted anyone would truly get lost in thought these days. not with how everything was changing. “ sometimes more than others, “ a slight grin pulled at his lips for a few moments, “ It’s… ” he was about to say his name, but then opted towards one he rarely used, “ James Richardson. ” maybe that way…it would be safer all around.
ᛚᛟᚲᛁSOMETHING FOUL BEGETS THIN ATMOSPHERE ;cerastes’ scorching environment , here in light . his steps are light, near silent ; the softthumpto arise a creation of mere desire , a subtle notice of arrival .❛ i would state it unwise to so openly state one’s thoughts & opinions , & yet here i find myself utterly inclined to do so . ❜tinged to each word / ribbon lacing each syllable , mere traces of hostility , acerbic 𝐓𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄 uponserpent’s tongue.
❛ why is it i feel myself within the presence of one more questionable than myself ?❜
HATRED AND ANGER came to the surface of his mind; hands forming into tight fists shortly after the final words were spoken. such was what happened when what little CONTROL he had evaporated due to something as small as that.
❛ you talk weird, ❜ he said, not even bothering to comment on the IRONY of the situation. a mistake – a certain little flaw judging someone far greater than he. it would get him KILLED one day, but there was doubt the fates would give him what he so DESIRED most days. more importantly, even if he was granted a ‘reprieve’ there was doubt he’d ever take it. no, he’d been given the offer before to leave everything behind, and he chose to press on. chose to be who he was…. even if it was the worst thing possible.
❛ speak…. plainly. ❜ a deep breath escaped from his lips as he dug his fingers into the palms of his hands. if he focused on that… maybe he could focus on staying calm and stable ( . for the moment at least ). ❛ i’m not awake enough for this. ❜ nor was he in the right mind set to do anything other than drink a beer… or six dozen of them.
He chooses not to answer such a question, using his sudden silence to speak for him. The gift of the runestone was a temporary measure, an object imbued with power that had the potential to be misused, but wouldn’t last forever. Thor hoped that it would distract Ky enough until he and his fellow asgardians conceived a better solution that didn’t call for war as he had hoped. No, this situation required a delicate approach.
“Whether it is wise or not to aid you is not important, demon. There are more significant matters brewing elsewhere in these realms that must be seen to than your plight alone.” Such as the rumours of Malekith escaping his prison, a threat the blond deemed to be more important than the devil’s spawn spawn standing opposite him. “Have you decided yet where exactly you wish the stone to take you?”
There always was more important matters at hand than him. Something Ky learned from a young age was that everyone had their own problems to deal with. He was just an unwanted pawn in the greater game of things -one, that hand potential, but still had much to learn. Going home wasn’t an option. Staying here wasn’t one either; he had to find something else. Maybe he could find a world he could find peace in or… a place he could train with others. Either way, there was a massive choice ahead of him, and it was one he wasn’t too sure he could make on his own. “No,” he said, sucking in a deep breath, and letting it out slowly. “I may have a few idea’s, but no names. I woul- I wouldn’t even know where to begin.” As much as he wanted to say anywhere away from here… he knew that could lead him right back to Mephisto’s realm and that was the last place he wanted to be.
Scott rounds the corner fast, backpack slung over his shoulder like a kid off of school. He forces his arm into the sleeve of his suit, awkwardly trying to stuff himself into his super hero guise. What was supposed to be an empty alley was occupied by another shady stranger. Bad VIBES. He back pedals, now trying to un-stuff himself as fast as he could. “ Woah there. Sorry, didn’t think anyone would be here. ”
“Most people wouldn’t,” he said bluntly, arms sliding calmly behind his back. “Most, would be inside with their families or stuck behind a several inch screen watching television.” Luckily enough, Ky wasn’t one of those people; he’d rather be in a place air conditioned to feel like he was in the arctic, but that was honestly besides the point for the time being. “So,” he said, hands resting in his back pockets. “What exactly brings you out here?”
“An’ i can use them well.” Maybe Ky should have kept his lips sealed on that little bit of information, but it was becoming quite clear that everything with Peter was complicated. From the moment he met him, Ky knew things would be interesting, but not like this. Not when he found himself want – no, needing him around. Needing him to obey.
Maybe it was selfish of him to only thing of himself. To not think of what Peter needed – food, warmth, human interaction or just interaction in general. No, Ky elected to keep him. As a pet. “– do you want me to use them?”
Unappreciative of Ky’s sharpness, Thor’s expression became warped by unpleasantness, sighing in sheer annoyance at how persistent the man could be when he had his attention fixated on a particular. He wasn’t sure how else to indicate he didn’t want to fight, but soon came to understand that it was the only way the demon would finally take heed of his warnings.
“Very well.” Words laced with a tinge of disappointment, Thor held up both arms, stretching them high into the sky whilst splaying his fingers. A few moments pass uneventfully by, until something could be seen travelling at great speed towards the two of them. Then it had gotten close enough to be identified as a hammer, the weapon broke in two, with each half going to one of Thor’s empty hands.
Holding tight to these new weapons, revealed to be a pair of axes, the blond swaths the air with them, keeping flair and showiness to a bare minimum before then settling into a battle ready chance.
“Come then, creature. Allow Thor to give you the fight that you crave”
“Excellent.“ A one word response towards everything that had been said – including the view and arrival of the hammer. Well, now it was not just one, but two axes.
Once, the demon would have said it was interesting, but nolonger – no, all Ky thought of the other’s choice in weaponry was how difficult it would be the other with them. In his mind, it wouldn’t be highly difficult, but it still would have to be taken carefully. If something went even slightly wrong, Ky could end up in a losing position … something he couldn’t afford at the moment.
“Let the games begin!” It was, after-all, just a game to him; proving himself and trying time again to show he was actually worthy of standing toe to toe with the greatest heroes of this time. If Ky was trained better, he could have taken quite a few of them out permanently, but he didn’t recognize that little factor yet. Nor would he ever at this rate; it was all games to him and seeing just how far he could go was the ultimate goal.
💀 – “Sure,…if you’re offering.” Johnny offered a small shrug in response. “Good to hear…ya never know, ya know? Just thought I’d put it out there, as it is. Sometimes a guy just wants some peace and quiet.”
“Well, looks like I am offering,” he said, moving his right hand into his back pocket, and taking out a lighter. “At least this time around. I might be many things, but sometimes the best course of action is to simply…. keep your head down. Among other things.”
“Don’t what?”
Part of him knew he shouldn’t have gotten so attached to Peter, but it was far too late now. Far too late to even think about anything other than keeping him safe. It wasn’t exactly an attraction, but more so of Ky’lar recognizing that the other was more than simply a possession of his.
In-fact, Peter was something more than simply that… as for how much more? Not even Ky knew that answer. Still, it wasn’t as if he was going to investigate it- no, all he would do was make sure to push the other’s buttons… just enough so that Peter would know who was in control. Just enough so that Ky got to have what was ( in his mind ) his.
“Haven’t you learned… it doesn’t go well for either of you to tell me what to do.” More was going to be said – much more, but Ky held his tongue in check. At least for the moment.
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