asgardeventide | 6th slash | audio/action back dated to day 133

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6th slash | audio/action back dated to day 133

[Someone's not happy, and he hasn't been happy since the end of that darkness event. He's been holding it all in to himself mostly, just brooding and stalking around Asgard on his own. Barely talking is something he seems to do when he's over the top angry, and this is one of those circumstances. Someone very.... precious to him died during that event, and upon finding her body he went berserk- killing any Taken he could find.

He still doesn't feel better, he still wants more blood. He'll never forgive those fuckers for what happened with Chie.

so might as well ask Asgard what else he can do to let off some steam.]

....What's a good way to....

[dammit, it's so hard to even talk over this network.] ...I've pretty much ruined all the fuckin' punching bags in the arena... I need somethin' else here to take my frustration out on.

This place is such a goddamn joke, you know that? Help the gods? Get close to people? Fuck that- after what happened with those Taken fuckers.... as far as I'm concerned, I don't need anyone else.

[the strain and bitterness in his tone is clearly evident though.]

[Later on in the day if anyone wishes to find Senji, he's located at the park- and he's putting his super strength powers to good use here. One might hear the sound of something....well, being hit rather hard. Punching bags are no good anymore, but it seems like trees are.... not holding up either. You might even find a few with holes in them, yanked out of the ground, or just ripped in half.]

Dammit.... dammit...! I can't hit the dead center....!

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[Sorry Ange, he seems to be beyond angry right now. He really hasn't talked to anyone during this time either, he's been blaming himself all alone, just like when his cop friends had died.

He's breathing heavily by the time she finds him, but he doesn't care how exhausted he is, he still can't get rid of this feeling and maybe that ticks him off even more too. Since when did he become so soft that he cares when someone else dies around here? He shouldn't care but... dammit.

When he hears her voice he turns to look at her, clicking his tongue. He brings his arm up to his forehead to wipe some sweat away.]

And just what do you want?

I passed by and managed to see all of this. [ It's sort of the truth, even if she did come here with the intention of finding him to begin with, but she's leaving that out - at least while he's in a mood like this for some reason. ]

Thought I'd say hey.

[He shoots her a glare before turning his back.]

Oh yeah? Good for you, why don'tcha fuck off now?

[ .. She should've expected as much, but it's still surprising to hear it. It's worse than him just being randomly grumpy, after all, and it does actually even hurt a little to hear it.. but she tries to force that feeling down. She's dealt with hearing those words so many times in her life, so this isn't any different, right? Even if it's coming from someone she cares about. ]

What, I can't even talk to you right now? I wanted to ask what's up. [ her voice is a little tight, as if she needs to force the deadpan more than usually. ]

[Dammit Ange... he's not in the mood to talk to anyone right now. He's annoyed by how angry he is over a death, he's a murderer he shouldn't be so upset, and to top it off he just.... feels like pushing people away. It was easier when he was alone and an outcast.]

I said....

[he faces her fully, even walking over to her.]

...Fuck off. Can't you see I'm tryin' to vent all this pent up anger?

[ It's a good thing that Ange's a daredevil, otherwise she might already have given up at this much-- still, whenever she sees that expression of his', she does know it's not good news at all, so she swallows but stands her ground. ]

I understand it's not your kind of thing, but you could just talk about it too instead of just venting it physically.. especially if that didn't seem to help much so far.

[Stop it. Just stop trying to be nice to him here... he's trying to push her away, he wants her to just go. Whenever he gets close to someone they just end up dying. He couldn't handle it if Ange died too.

He closes the distance between them, reaching out to her and grabbing her collar, pretty much hoisting her up off the ground with one hand.]

You got a fuckin' death wish, kid? [oh god, wait... what was he doing? But whatever it was it hurt him to do, but he felt like it was necessary.]

[ There's a sound - half-surprised, half-groan at suddenly being lifted like that - and then before she fully realises it she's already hanging up there in the air, struggling to try and gain some ground to stand on but it's just useless.

And it hurts. Not physically, not at all, she's had way worse, this is just being lifted, but emotionally it really hurts when it's one of the people closest to her in this place doing this--

And that's exactly why she gives up too. No need to struggle when there's nothing to win or when it'll only hurt more. So even though she does struggle back a little at first, she suddenly just.. stops, just letting herself hang there. ]

... Put me down. [ her voice is softer than usually, and she stares at the ground just to avoid having to look at him. ] I'll leave.

[Senji stares at her, his glare hard and unforgiving. He wasn't one to be soft, he didn't really care about the other people around him... or, he kept telling himself that. When he saw her reaction he realized that he was bullying her just like the people did back home.

Slowly he put her back down, letting go of her and still not saying a thing. Dammit, he was angry but getting mad at her wasn't going to solve his problems at all. He got what he wanted though, looks like he did push her away... so, why does he feel so shitty?]

[ For a moment her hands move up to her collar to fix her blouse and ribbon a little in silence, her gaze still averted from his'. It's been a long time since she's felt this awkward and mostly this bad, actually - but she bites her lip, telling herself to stay strong as always. ]

If you happen to change your mind and need to tell me whatever, just.. call me on my bracelet, I guess. [ even if she shouldn't be expecting much, huh?

She looks like she's going to say something more, but it's much too difficult and painful. Just leave, it's what he wants, right? It's not like she's not used to being alone, it's not like she doesn't have other friends, but still-- Ange sharply turns so she can start walking away. ]

[....Wait....

Dammit, wait.

He doesn't say anything but as soon as she turns to leave he reaches out to her, just his index finger and his thumb catching her sleeve as she attempts to walk away. He grips the fabric, and it seems like he's not letting go.

...Ah, why did he do that exactly? He wanted her to go but....]

...Hold on, Red. [what else can he really say right now?] I-... [he clicks his tongue and stares at the ground, but he's still holding on to her sleeve.]

[ Once she feels it something inside her grows hopeful just slightly.. but it's against her own wishes, she'd honestly rather remain pessimistic - then it's not as easy to get hurt, not as much pain to endure. But even so, she really wants him to have stopped her for a reason, that he actually doesn't fully mean all of that..

.. But at the same time she doesn't want to push her luck - this is Ange, after all - so she doesn't turn around even though she's stopped walking. ]

... What..?

[....Now what?

He grabbed her, but he doesn't really know what else to say. He lets go of her sleeve, his hand dropping by his side as he stares at the ground. He's trying to find the right words to say, an apology- an explanation....?]

...Chie died, I found her body during that darkness bullshit. [he manages to just whisper it, his voice still full of hurt.]

[ .. It makes some things make sense, really. In a way it doesn't make much sense since she realises she never really.. bothered to ask Senji about that girl before, even if she realises it's that girl he got bodyswapped with during that chaos a while ago, right? So the two of them must've at least been close in some way for him to be this upset about it..

Slowly she turns a little to face him again, especially since she's able to now he let go of him. Her expression is actually a little openly awkward though, moreso than usually. ]

.. Sorry, Senji. [ Her voice is still a little soft. ] I didn't know.

[ Although there's one thing she does realise about Senji, so she at least has to ask-- ] You're not blaming yourself, are you? [ more meant in a way that she figures he probably is but he shouldn't be!! ]

[...How is it that she's able to hit it right on the nail like that? Senji shifts his weight from one leg to another, glancing down at her feet now but refusing to look up at her.]

I didn't.... I knew I should have gone lookin' for her first thing when all that shit went down. [in other words, yeah he's blaming himself pretty hard right now.]

That's the worst reasoning I've heard from you so far. [ There's.. something slightly strict in it, yet it's not her usual bluntness or deadpan - some part of it does sound genuinely concerned. ]

I mean.. nobody really thought straight during all of that. A lot of people didn't contact each other. [ in fact, she didn't check up with anyone at all except for the people who checked up on her.. ] You couldn't have known it'd be this bad.

[the worst reasoning? It's the only reasoning....!!

He looks into her eyes now, his one eye narrowing at her words. There is some definite truth in what she's saying but he still can't help but blame himself.]

I had a feelin' and I didn't act on it quick enough. [he won't stop feeling bad over this for a while.]

Just.... [he brings a hand up to his forehead, rubbing it.] ...some people just don't deserve to die dammit.

.. Yeah, I won't deny that much. [ About that last part, of course-- if someone close to her would've died she probably would have felt the same, so she's being a hypocrite right now.. but she doesn't care about that much. ]

But even so, there's no way that's your fault. It's this place's fault for having something like that happen out of nowhere for no reason and with no explanation for it either.

[...Yeah, when she puts it like that he can't help but grow agitated again.]

...Fuck this place, and fuck the gods. If they think I'm gonna help them out or assist 'em in any shape or form now they can forget it. If she hadn't been brought here that wouldn't have happened in the first place.

The gods were useless to begin with. Just don't bother with them, they're just like the witches back home. They think they can get away with torturing people all they want. [ that's exactly how they grew closer before too, after all - ange does clearly remember that time she was stabbed, and she believes that was the gods' handiwork. ]

I was already planning on giving them a good punch if I'd ever meet them in person.

Yeah, well... you're gonna have to get in line. When I see them I'm cutting them up into pieces.

Just like I killed all those Taken when the darkness were around.

[the Taken were people once, but in his eyes he didn't see them that way. He killed a lot of things that night.]

[ She isn't surprised to hear that. Senji would seriously do that, either way, so she can't even really complain against it. It's not really that bad of a thing in her opinion anyway, she doesn't really care for the grey people.. ]

Then I'll trust you to do my share as well instead.

[ There's a pause, and she slips a little more out of her deadpan again. ] .. Feeling a little better now?

[He pauses at her question, rubbing the back of his head.]

...No, not at all. But at least I ain't about to kill someone right now.

Then we can go get some coffee if you want. [ Not like that would help more, but.. it's a start, right? She isn't entirely sure what else to offer either. ]

My treat this time.

[coffee...? Doesn't he always do that with her when she's upset? Damn, it seems so trivial when he's the one upset but...

Fine. He nods, already walking.]

Let's hurry up then.

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