[She's going to try to punch out with some color, and then-]
[The world of Tubular Bells is not a kind one. A foe to defeat, to protect a young girl, and the vital mission she's gone through. But even so, the tables seem to turn. One hand, sliced off. The other, sliced off. But she knows she's had the upper hand.]
[For when he goes to blow another of his balloon animals to direct to her, the "scent" is already on the flesh integrated with his body forces them back within his own head. She gives him a choice. Pass out and die, or choose the hard way.]
[And of course, in his anger, he chooses the hard way.]
[The bubble dissipates. Hot Pants stands...and just closes her eyes.]
damien just looks increasingly distressed by all this? which has more to do with seeing her bloody and fucked up than the particular metal balloon animal ability.
listen damien loves to tough talk but he does not actually deal with much... dismembering? ]
[ he snorts a little laugh, pleased at the idea briefly, but ]
Not to underestimate Stand users, but it's one branch of one organization. Success wouldn't mean anything, failure would mean putting people in danger.
[ he realizes the bubble is still here. and it has been for way too long, so he gives a little nod at it like a 'i'm just gonna take care of this' and...
[Ah. Yes, this is a bit shameful, but the content of this. Listening to him talking through it, and Mark outlining things he's done...kidnapping a kid, as a threat...]
[You know my bark is worse than my bite.]
[Your bark is your bite, Damien.]
[She turns to look at him, staring him down, before saying, bluntly:]
...You do realize you're very bad at lying, do you, Damien?
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Uhhh. The hell?
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[She's going to try to punch out with some color, and then-]
[The world of Tubular Bells is not a kind one. A foe to defeat, to protect a young girl, and the vital mission she's gone through. But even so, the tables seem to turn. One hand, sliced off. The other, sliced off. But she knows she's had the upper hand.]
[For when he goes to blow another of his balloon animals to direct to her, the "scent" is already on the flesh integrated with his body forces them back within his own head. She gives him a choice. Pass out and die, or choose the hard way.]
[And of course, in his anger, he chooses the hard way.]
[The bubble dissipates. Hot Pants stands...and just closes her eyes.]
...Tch.
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damien just looks increasingly distressed by all this? which has more to do with seeing her bloody and fucked up than the particular metal balloon animal ability.
listen damien loves to tough talk but he does not actually deal with much... dismembering? ]
Jesus Christ.
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[She frowns disapprovingly at his reaction, but she shrugs, her tone a little dry.]
Can't be different than what you got going on in your world, right?
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[Yeah, she's just teasing.]
I'm glad it is. You don't need to deal with this stuff.
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[ he shudders because honestly that shit's unsettling! ]
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Not to underestimate Stand users, but it's one branch of one organization. Success wouldn't mean anything, failure would mean putting people in danger.
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[She's not surprised.]
Is it the type of place that has people to even replace the person who runs the whole thing?
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Agent Wadsworth is a bitch, but take her down and nothing changes.
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So you just have to kill the whole thing in one go?
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And I doubt the AM is the only one out there. It's just probably the best one there is.
[ which is. bad. ]
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Could just kill the president.
[SHE SAYS THIS SO EXTREMELY SERIOUSLY]
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[ MA'AM ]
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[ALSO SERIOUS????????]
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I'm not cut out for killing.
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[She's sincere about it.]
It takes a certain kind of person to do that, after all.
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[ haha. sincerity. ]
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You're the type of person who likes working in the background, don't you? Hacking and all.
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But even if I'm not cut out for it - I can do what needs doing.
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[ he realizes the bubble is still here. and it has been for way too long, so he gives a little nod at it like a 'i'm just gonna take care of this' and...
then they have to watch him drunk dial someone before noon. just the worst. just the most embarrassing shit for a grown man to be doing. help. ]
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[Ah. Yes, this is a bit shameful, but the content of this. Listening to him talking through it, and Mark outlining things he's done...kidnapping a kid, as a threat...]
[You know my bark is worse than my bite.]
[Your bark is your bite, Damien.]
[She turns to look at him, staring him down, before saying, bluntly:]
...You do realize you're very bad at lying, do you, Damien?
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... Okay?
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