2nd Deal - [accidental video/action]

[powerguy]

[The camera opens to a blurry close-up shot of a face. It pulls back, focuses, and reveals That New Guy with the tattoo and the accent. He's got a cut lip, and looks in a mild state of shock. He wipes his hand across the back of his face, wiping the blood off. Then something in his expression hardens.]

So that's how it's going to be, yeah?

[The camera pulls back just in time for him to tug his shirt off, tossing it out of shot.]

Come on, then.



[ooc: Seth is cursed and cursed hard. Please feel free to bump into him and get into some fisticuffs. NEW CR Y/Y. Also, you're welcome. :-P]

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[drinkslikeanan.livejournal.com]

[It takes a few long moments for Seth's brain to catch up with what's happening. These things take him a while. He notices that he's got blood in his mouth first, then that he has a fresh cut over his eyebrow, which he wipes at. He's just starting to clue into the fact that the fight is over when Carla offers him the twizzlers. He takes one, still highly confused.]

Erm. I'm not really sure what that was about.

[dignity_misery]

[Carla's eyebrows go up, biting off a piece of twizzler. What? Didn't everyone pick fights for no reason? Although, letting that settle in her brain, she glances over her shoulder at the cashier who had just refereed for them, then at the people in the convenience store who have gone back to their business. Huh...]

Pretty sure I just fought you off for this pack of twizzlers.

[She motions at everyone else.]

I don't know what the hell is wrong with them,

[drinkslikeanan.livejournal.com]

[Not normally, no. Or, if he's being honest with himself, not for a while. He's been in a lot fewer fights since he switched from dealing coke to dealing powers. And not only because it meant he could have a super powered bodyguard.]

Oh right. Obviously that's what it was.

[He'll take a bite of twizzler when he can stop spitting blood out of his mouth.]

[dignity_misery]

You hit like a twelve year old.

[drinkslikeanan.livejournal.com]

It's been almost that long since I've been in a real fight.

[More like 18, but he was a wiry kid.]

[dignity_misery]

Not something you should get rusty at.

[drinkslikeanan.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind, yeah.

[He gestures at the bruise on her cheek.]

Is that going to be okay?

[dignity_misery]

[She gives him a dry look, tucking the twizzlers into her back pocket. She turns to head for the door, buttoning her shirt back up as she goes.]

Spare me.

[drinkslikeanan.livejournal.com]

[Ah well. Don't say he didn't try. He's going to see if he can fish some ice out of the ice cream bin.]