1st Taunt | Voice/Action

[misterbrief]

[Action]

[His clothing had finally arrived, and Vegeta's streaking through the sky, a blue trail of energy in his wake. He finally reaches the shop in a huff, catching himself with a left foot and balancing with a right as he lands.]

[Inside, he's berating the poor person running the shop-]

You-! Are my belongings finally in stock in this pathetic little dump you call a store!?

[He soon after stomps out, clothing in hand, reaching the middle of the square. But he doesn't take off right away, still brooding over his arrival in Luceti.]

[In fact, throws his clothes down onto the ground in a rage and takes out the journal he'd woken up with a few days prior.]

[During his short voice entry, he searches his back and finds his wing, still yelling into the device, yanking on it with teeth gritted. He falls to his knees, face completely blue as the shining ocean itself and is desperately trying to hold back vomiting as a few feathers or so float down beside him.]

[He'll be there for a short while before he regains the strength to stand up and walk again, back to his apartment.]


[Voice]

Listen, I don't know exactly why I've found myself here, but I am tired of this ridiculous game. I demand I be returned back to West City before I decide that I'm going to get some therapy from blasting someone. And these ludicrous wings-! They can't be removed, huh? Well we'll see about that!

[A groan and the ruffle of feathers- followed by a cry out as he's reaching back and yanking on the wing on his left side. Over the audio there's a thud and the sound of a throat holding back what one could probably assume was his lunch.]

Argh! You can't...be serious...!

Comments

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[not_a_troll]

I hope the answer is hilarious. And it sounds more like a riddle than a joke.

[Loki looks at you with interest now, Vegeta. With even more interest than normally!]

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[misterbrief]

[He chuckles softly back at Loki.]

Your nightstand.

[Which he leans over and breaks two of the four legs with a quick snap, sending it crashing down to the floor.

Ah, that made the migraine hurt a little less.]

1/2 [action]

[not_a_troll]

[No, what...? That is the joke?]

Er...

2/2 [action]

[not_a_troll]

[Allow Loki to express his disappointment...]

...that is not funny at all.

[After that he points at his face, showing the other a rather unimpressed expression.]

Gander upon my face of great disappointment.

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[misterbrief]

I found it quite amusing! [He laughs again, flashing a grin.] Maybe you just need to work on your sense of humor.

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[not_a_troll]

You derive pleasure out of wrecking furniture? You are such a strange man, Vegeta the Saiyan. Still, I have to admit that it is better to channel all your frustration and anger on my nightstand instead of on living beings, yes?

[He extends his hand for a second time.]

Thus we shall become great friends.

[action] 1/2

[misterbrief]

I have no problems pounding someone else. But looking at you, Loki, I don't think you'd last anymore than three seconds if I decided to give you a one-way ticket back to Asgard. And trust me, you wouldn't get back in one piece.

[action] 2/2

[misterbrief]

[He looks down at Loki's hand. He doesn't swat it away, but just stares and it. Looks back up and looks back down again. He doesn't take the handshake, but rather will just sit on the bed looking grumpy.

Friends? Hah.]

Yeah sure, whatever. [Said pretty curt.]

[Vegeta's logic: no matter what happens he's sure he won't be rid of Loki, Luceti isn't that big and they had the journals to keep in touch. Problem is Vegeta doesn't realize what he's just gotten himself into.]

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[not_a_troll]

At least make sure I would return in two pieces. They might be able to put me together again, you see? And I would have most epic battle scars to show others.

[He grins broadly, because really, threats like this kind of don't do anything for him. It is mere bully-talk. Yet, he is quite sure Vegeta the Saiyan does not belong to the Extremely Stupid Ones of this village. Only when he is enraged and gets his kicks out of destroying furniture. That is rather stupid and Loki might feel inclined to tell him that one day.]

Handshake, yes? Friendship always begins with proper handshakes. And please do not crush my hand, otherwise I am inclined to unleash an uncanny amount of mischief onto your person. And sorcery. And other very mystical divine godlike powers you cannot comprehend.

[action] BAD IDEA VEGETA ABORT ABORT XD

[misterbrief]

[He would like to crush Loki's hand, it's quite tempting actually. He growls, sneering at him, and takes his hand, giving it quite possibly the firmest thing to a handshake that didn't entail breaking bones, but holding the potential to cut blood flow off if the handshake didn't last any longer than a few seconds or so.

Just, you know, for reinforcement that he's still quite irritated by the young god.]

There, are you happy? Sorcery huh? I don't think you could deceive your way into the school talent show, let alone pull something on me-! But I invite you to try.

[action] *U* YOU HAVE SOLD YOUR SOUL TO THE DEVIL

[not_a_troll]

[The handshake does not really faze him. Perhaps it is because of his heritage, but he's a tough cookie.]

I am exploding with pure joy, Vegeta the Saiyan.

[Loki gives a small smile at Vegeta's last answer.]

Of course not, you are not a fool. You will not fall for my tricks.

[Yet, you have said everything Loki wished to know and did everything Loki wanted you to do, Vegeta.]

[action] YEEEEP

[misterbrief]

Yeah, great. [Pure joy, doesn't take much to make this kid happy.] Now, if you'll excuse me, I have other things to attend to.

[He stands up from the bed, heading out, and as he leaves the doorway he'll have to dodge over the door he'd ripped off prior.]