Private Isulus Campfire Chat

[Brutus Dahlgren]

"Oi" Brutus towered over Jin after making sure Toko was alright and not dying from mushroom poisoning from her foolish decisions to try shrooms on the trailhead. "The fuck was that?" He giant raised an eyebrow seemingly irritated.

"You stall out and suddenly you've got no juice in the tank for a fight you agreed to? What's gonna happen when we make our way into some real danger, a fight that doesn't end in five seconds, what are you going to do then?"

Brutus hadn't joined in any of the fighting for the simple reason of he say no point in wasting his energy, but Toko the chocolate energizer bunny was running around left right and center throwing hands with just about everyone. He'd been entertained, watching how she was progressing as a hero. But this fight had rubbed him the wrong way, how could this coward just decide it was over like that. His face was shadowed by the campfire flickering behind him, giving the giant a bit of an ominous aura.

"You gonna just take your ball and go home then too?"

@Jin

 

[Jin]

"If I feel so inclined." Jin gave a shrug.

The taste of the fungal appendage lingered in his mouth like a fine cheese, something that a man had to work to acquire any enjoyment of. He had no desire to make that kind of effort; but where the bunny woman rushed off to start vomiting, Jin was unaffected. He bit back his laughter at the brutal irony.

This large man was some kind of advocate, perhaps, or someone who thought that valor in conflict trumped discretion. His words were volatile, acerbic even, but the venom was single minded. It did not spread, fester, or bloom into anything worse. Jin was summarily immune, in much the same way as he was to the Mycolid limb.

"The difference between you and I is that one of us is in a hurry to die," he stretched out and leaned against one of the wagons that idled around the encampment. "I am not averse to taking risks, but I am also not going to throw myself headlong into danger at the first opportunity. In that fight, there was a single risk, just the prospect of a foul tasting food. When I weighed my options, they were 'win the fight and get nothing,' or 'lose the fight and take a bite."

He spat on the ground in front of Brutus. Granules of white, green, and blue littered his spittle. Jin could taste the unique flavor even more now, and he wrinkled his nose a bit.

"As you can see, "fear of taking" risks is not the issue."

@Brutus Dahlgren

 

[Brutus Dahlgren]

"You were issued a challenge to a test of skill and instead of treating your partner's passions seriously you decided you were bored and quit." Brutus, raised an eyebrow to the man's retort. "You threw yourself headlong into danger the moment you signed up for this quest, yet here you are pussyfooting around in a friendly fight with a bunnygirl."

He mirrored the mans spitting motion, landing a mere few inches from the man's foot.

"The difference between you and I is that you think that your detachment from this situation and the people around you is cool, and I see it for what it is." He glowered. "Enjoy the taste of shit in your mouth, I don't think either or us is going to get anywhere trying to change the other's mind." He would take a swig of his whiskey from his flask before slowly turning to leave the man to his devices.

@Jin

 

[Jin]

"Does it validate you?" he asked suddenly.

Jin turned to the creature that took the form of a massive man, who created the image of a hero, someone who radiated an aura of courage, and Jin showed no sign of anger. The Bloodsworn had started a fire in this being, such that it felt the need to throw back words, crying foul about how Jin elected to handle an interpersonal situation that, ultimately, had nothing to do with it.

"Do you feel better, knowing that you told me about how I see the world and how it disgusts you? Do you think you've hurt me, or that you've made me see some kind of light, and that maybe someday, I will see the truth in your words, and turn from this path of edge and childish bravado to show compassion and respect for my fellow man?"

His smile became brighter, positively amused by the anger that he'd afflicted the giant with.

"You are an adorable creature," he told Brutus, "but your kind has its uses. I will see you on the battlefield... if I feel like it."

Jin wondered absently, as he closed his eyes and the man walked away, if he might be able to find some ale to drink.

@Brutus Dahlgren

 

[Brutus Dahlgren]

"I'm adorable?" Brutus raised an eyebrow. "I would prefer you and I never share the same field of battle, having some wish washy spitfuck at my back is worse than having nobody. I was hoping you'd have some sort of better excuse for your actions, maybe we could come to an agreement to disagree, but no, I would rather wash my hands of you." He would stalk off, drinking some more of his ale. "Enjoy being a prick douchebag."

He would go stalk off to where the Lepus was puking her guts out, gritting his teeth. That smarmy fuck had riled him up. Here they were, living in a world where anything was possible. They could do magic, fight monsters, save people, and he still CHOSE to be some apathetic douche.

Fucking insufferable.

BLEUGH

There she was. The Giant would squat down out of the splash zone of the Bunny's suffering and carefully scoop her hair out of the way and rub her back. "There there."

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