Post by Donzig on Jul 19, 2021 20:49:58 GMT -5
A fire burns amid some rocks on the beach, and the waves crash and rumbled in the distance. The wind catches the flames, swirling them higher in a swirl of sparks as Sinclair Godfrey gathers her coat around herself as she tosses another log into the fire. And Donzig is seen staring out at the ocean, and he hisses to himself before he tilts his head back and forth. A hand lifts, and he slowly removes his mask to pass it to the Baroness. His beard moves in the wind, and he growls softly. 'A fool is someone who does something expecting a reaction, and then acts surprised when they get that reaction.'
A shrug of leather clad shoulders, and a hand waved. 'Kicking a wasp's nest, teasing a hungry dog, starting a fire, or speaking my name with disrespect.'
Donzig sniffs, and his eyes seem as lifeless and empty as the gaze of that mask. 'You told me all I did was talk, and I told you what I had done.'
A hand lifted, fingers closing into a fist. 'Reaction.'
Pausing, Donzig turned towards the fire. 'You said I listed my accomplishments to boast, I told you what I would do to you?'
His other hand lifted, fingers flicking. 'Reaction.'
He lifted a hand, slowly tugging at his beard before he scowled. 'You told me a story about wolves.'
Donzig stared, and he started to pace absently before the fire. His coat snapping and swirling around him, and he tugs at his beard before he nodded absently. 'I am tired of this exchange, D. I am tired of these games of words, and your little attempts at one up-manship. And at Honor, it is going to end.'
Donzig hissed, and his eyes narrowed as he watched the flames dance and swirl. 'You think you're better than me, D. You think your championship proves your superiority. You think it entitles you to respect. You think I am just talk and I am going to show you how wrong you are. I am going to make an example of you just like I did Fox. But of course, you are a child who only sees things in terms of wins and losses, eh? So I am going to content myself by just dismantling you, by exposing you, I will leave you bloody. Win, lose, or draw!'
A shrug, and Donzig's lips drew back in a smirk. 'It's no less a reaction that you deserve, eh?'
A shrug of leather clad shoulders, and a hand waved. 'Kicking a wasp's nest, teasing a hungry dog, starting a fire, or speaking my name with disrespect.'
Donzig sniffs, and his eyes seem as lifeless and empty as the gaze of that mask. 'You told me all I did was talk, and I told you what I had done.'
A hand lifted, fingers closing into a fist. 'Reaction.'
Pausing, Donzig turned towards the fire. 'You said I listed my accomplishments to boast, I told you what I would do to you?'
His other hand lifted, fingers flicking. 'Reaction.'
He lifted a hand, slowly tugging at his beard before he scowled. 'You told me a story about wolves.'
Donzig stared, and he started to pace absently before the fire. His coat snapping and swirling around him, and he tugs at his beard before he nodded absently. 'I am tired of this exchange, D. I am tired of these games of words, and your little attempts at one up-manship. And at Honor, it is going to end.'
Donzig hissed, and his eyes narrowed as he watched the flames dance and swirl. 'You think you're better than me, D. You think your championship proves your superiority. You think it entitles you to respect. You think I am just talk and I am going to show you how wrong you are. I am going to make an example of you just like I did Fox. But of course, you are a child who only sees things in terms of wins and losses, eh? So I am going to content myself by just dismantling you, by exposing you, I will leave you bloody. Win, lose, or draw!'
A shrug, and Donzig's lips drew back in a smirk. 'It's no less a reaction that you deserve, eh?'
