Solf J Kimblee (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
explosivecombat) wrote2013-11-27 04:55 pm
explosivecombat) wrote2013-11-27 04:55 pm
Entry tags:
- !fourth wall,
- !ic,
- *action,
- also ayanami,
- because awesome that's why,
- being you guys is suffering,
- clearly i have become meguca,
- electrodes are decidedly less useless,
- engaging in heresy,
- everything's exploding and nothing hurts,
- he's come undone,
- kimblee is overstimulated,
- kimblee will you put your gloves back on,
- look at your life; look at your choices,
- my spinal cord is totally dancing rn,
- no kill like overkill,
- no sense of self-preservation,
- really damn awful noises,
- sanity is so passé,
- so fucking flawless,
- stupidly dangerous battling tactics,
- this is gonna suck,
- this is really stupid,
- this skill is never going to be useful,
- tonight we're going hard,
- took a level in exploding things,
- transmutation circles everywhere,
- why we can't have nice things,
- with apologies to carmen sandiego,
- you keep using that word
02x. [Action - Fourth Wall Event]
[It's been a surprisingly explosion-free few days.
It's not that Kimblee doesn't enjoy having his alchemy back, as he certainly does. However, he doesn't have a proper outlet for it (..."proper") and there's that battle recently, odd and dreamlike and just kind of hovering on the outer edges of his memory - he suspects it wasn't quite a dream and there's been more than enough evidence to back that up, but really, there's not much to be done about it.
So he's restless as hell. Restless as hell is never a good thing.
Today he's got Ayanami out with him, and they appear to be exchanging blows; whether encouraging this with something that's actively tried to kill him in the past is a good idea or not is apparently of no consequence to him today, since he seems to be having a grand old time either way - the shocks she's sending at him are being countered with sharp snaps of his hands coming together and whips of energy detonating in midair when they connect with the electricity, and the explosions are loud and he isn't flinching at them in the least, and the look in his eyes is getting manic.]
Again - come now, you can do better than that!
[That's about the point when Ayanami decides to prove that she can, in fact, do better than that; she waits until the next time he fires off one of those explosive currents and promptly Mirror Coats him, and he's suddenly very, very grateful that getting kicked out of Johto for a month and a half seems to have done wonders for his spine because holy shit, nothing like having an explosion rebounded at you for double the damage, getting the hell out of the way is probably prudent.
But then the air clears and Kimblee is laughing like this is the greatest damn thing he's ever seen, and he's looking a bit of a mess but hey, at least he's happy, even if he's probably deaf as hell after that - ]
That's more like it; absolutely beautiful!
[...right. Well, either way, he doesn't seem to mind.]
[OOC: He can be run into just about anywhere because Johto is, as usual for these things, completely on the blink; he's going to be a bit...um, excited no matter where you happen to run into him because yay alchemy, but you are more than welcome to put him where you want him - he'll be ending up in Goldenrod after the event, however, so he'll definitely be there at some point!]
It's not that Kimblee doesn't enjoy having his alchemy back, as he certainly does. However, he doesn't have a proper outlet for it (..."proper") and there's that battle recently, odd and dreamlike and just kind of hovering on the outer edges of his memory - he suspects it wasn't quite a dream and there's been more than enough evidence to back that up, but really, there's not much to be done about it.
So he's restless as hell. Restless as hell is never a good thing.
Today he's got Ayanami out with him, and they appear to be exchanging blows; whether encouraging this with something that's actively tried to kill him in the past is a good idea or not is apparently of no consequence to him today, since he seems to be having a grand old time either way - the shocks she's sending at him are being countered with sharp snaps of his hands coming together and whips of energy detonating in midair when they connect with the electricity, and the explosions are loud and he isn't flinching at them in the least, and the look in his eyes is getting manic.]
Again - come now, you can do better than that!
[That's about the point when Ayanami decides to prove that she can, in fact, do better than that; she waits until the next time he fires off one of those explosive currents and promptly Mirror Coats him, and he's suddenly very, very grateful that getting kicked out of Johto for a month and a half seems to have done wonders for his spine because holy shit, nothing like having an explosion rebounded at you for double the damage, getting the hell out of the way is probably prudent.
But then the air clears and Kimblee is laughing like this is the greatest damn thing he's ever seen, and he's looking a bit of a mess but hey, at least he's happy, even if he's probably deaf as hell after that - ]
That's more like it; absolutely beautiful!
[...right. Well, either way, he doesn't seem to mind.]
[OOC: He can be run into just about anywhere because Johto is, as usual for these things, completely on the blink; he's going to be a bit...um, excited no matter where you happen to run into him because yay alchemy, but you are more than welcome to put him where you want him - he'll be ending up in Goldenrod after the event, however, so he'll definitely be there at some point!]
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W-Well...
[Okay, so that means she's probably going to need a...plan...]
I...guess we should get it out of the motor pool first.
[OBLIGATORY IMPLICIT QUESTION MARK.]
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That sounds like a good start, yes.
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This one will seat two, so...
[So get on.
...
Please?
When you, um.
Feel like it.]
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...
You know, he really did not think this part through, did he.]
Ah...right, of course.
[Just. Uh. Let him do that, then.
...he's going to die.]
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No, like this.
[LOOK MAN SHE'S JUST GOING TO...rearrange you here because wow it's like you've never seen a motorcycle before, much less how to ride backseat on one.]
All right. Hold on!
[VROOM VROOM. Once all seems reasonably secure, she slams the throttle, guns the engine, and takes off for the exit — thankfully, with a lot more confidence and apparent aptitude than she's been otherwise displaying all day.]
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He was admittedly a little bemused when she repositions him there, but she really doesn't have to worry about the whole "holding on" thing in the end, given how firmly he grabs onto her once that thing actually starts moving; that said, however, he's refraining from flat-out clinging and he finds himself kind of glancing down next to the bike for the sake of watching the speed with which the ground is going by. And then he just kind of tips his head back, and this is exhilarating, and vaguely it occurs to him that if they get into an argument with a stationary object the object is probably going to win, but for the time being he just kind of laughs a little and makes a mental note that if he can remember all this tomorrow, somebody in that base is going to be teaching him how to drive one of these things eventually, may god have mercy on whomever it ends up being.]
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If they die here, it's not going to be because they've crashed; it'll be because she's pushed this machine so far past the limits of physics that it's surrendered to inevitability and just plain blown up beneath them.
Faster, faster. Bluebirds fly over the rainbow, but she can fly over land, and she will.]