hadriel_logs | Event Log: Keepsakes

Who: Everyone participating in the event!
What: The event log for the Keepsakes event!
Where: All around the city
When: October 15th-October 19th
Warnings: A bunch of random crap.

Well, Hope and Delight are messing with the door again, but at least this time dragons aren't involved, right? This attempt goes a bit better - sure, no one gets sent home, but if everyone will just look under their seats, they'll find a FREE [INSERT SOMETHING YOU MAYBE DIDN'T WANT AT ALL HERE]! Awesome! So nice! Yup, throughout these few days people will be finding things from home - something they loved, something they used all the time, something they hated, something they totally forgot they even had. All sorts of cool stuff!

Well, they might not actually find it. Their neighbor might, or a complete stranger. And who knows where it could turn up? At the park, half-buried? In the Silent Hill zone, kept safe by a horrifying monster? Or hey, maybe in somebody's underwear drawer. Awkward. Better try to find your stuff, or find the owner of whatever weird crap you found. It could be something important.

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"Doing it again won't make much of a difference either. So now I guess you'll have to tell me," Sato replies as cheerfully as always... but curiously intent.

If there's anything worth a momentary distraction from high-powered firearms, it's good old-fashioned murder.

"Suppose so."

Rey pauses for a moment. Only a moment. When she looks down at the maser -- Faye's maser -- she simply considers her options for a passing second. Before taking that same maser and directing its aim at Sato's heart.

Just one blast should do. It's clean, with no blood or guts or anything, searing through the body in a single shot. And once the old man hits the ground, Rey takes a few steps forward, standing over him. "I happen to know a guy," she tells the corpse, her mouth twisted in a crooked way.

Because hell if she is even going to speak of her arrangement with Ronan while Sato is alive.

He's not exactly surprised when she pulls the trigger -- in fact that's part of the reason he's still not quite sure what to think about Rey. Itchy trigger finger, bomb-making plans and no real compunctions about dangerous places could be a great combination, and yet sometimes like today she just seems downright hard to deal with.

It's easy to forget not only how fast Sato comes back to life, but also how aware he is as he snaps back from death. The first movement is only a half-second after Rey's words, and it's his hand reaching up to grab hers and pull.

You were going to help him up, right Rey? Hanging on tight to that gun?

Seems that he does regenerate pretty damned fast. Not fast enough for Sato to have heard a word of what Rey had just said. Hopefully.

There's a moment in which she just stares at Sato's hand, reconsidering her proximity as well as her next course of action. Where he is unsure about Rey, she is equally as uncertain about him. Beneath the smiles and pleasant tones is something of a nasty animal, unpredictable and violent with a wealth of ruses. He treats killing like a game, usually calm and cheerful while doing it.

While yes, she is holding onto that gun, she slides the maser back between the belt around her pants before she takes Sato's outstretched hand. Her expression is blank again, the twisted visage buried under a mask of careless apathy. It's as though she is helping an old man from taking a clumsy fall as opposed to having just shot him dead a few seconds ago.

"Looks like you've been 'reset' now, as you call it," Rey notes, though already fully aware that that's what would have happened anyway. She pays attention.

"Good as new," he smiles, and there's something about the way he shifts as he gets up, pulling a little too hard as if to try to get her off balance, hints that he's one little movement away from just going for the gun.

But in the end he doesn't, reaching back down to pick up his hat from where it fell and dust it off before placing it back on his head. He'd had hints of just how heavy Rey was before, but that just confirmed it. It'd be a major effort to pull her down.

"But I could have done it myself, Rey. Now where were we again... ah yes," he says, feigning forgetfulness in light of her unwillingness to cooperate. "Something about trading the gun for bullets? It's not bad, but I was hoping for something more long-lasting. How about that rifle you had last time we went on an expedition? Not too practical, but it is an entertaining piece of gear."

Being a walking tank doesn't desensitize Rey to Sato's movement. Such as the use of force when she aims to pull him up, like he was trying to get her off her feet.

Just as quick as the attempt was made, it would seem that he falls right back into tense pleasantries. Rey only shrugs at that first part, deciding not to humor him anymore on the front of what he can and can't do on his own. Like taking the maser for himself to 'reset' under the pretense of returning it. Which, of course, he wouldn't.

Behind her straight-faced exterior, she really isn't partial to his suggestion, either. In the end, she'd rather not equip this guy with more weapons at his disposal, period. But then, with guys like Sato, sometimes their ingenuity is far more dangerous than a loaded gun.

"Fine." Her eyes narrow, not happy about parting with the sniper rifle, either -- but it isn't something that packs the same type of energy that a maser has. "It's at home, but will get it to you by the end of the day."

"I'll hold you to that," he grins, and it doesn't take much change to his expression -- perhaps it's a small twist of the lips, or just the way the light catches his face right then -- to let Rey know that if he doesn't have it by the end of the day, he'll come looking.

But then it's gone again. After all, he hasn't completely given up on Rey. They had so much fun in that foggy part of the city last time they were out. That was really what it came down to -- even when she was obstinate, things were always interesting with Rey around.

"Maybe I'll see you at he bar later. After all that exercise, I think it's time to sit down and take a well-deserved break." Really, he isn't even winded anymore; dying solves all kinds of problems. But he clearly won't be heading back out to the tunnels today, eagerly waiting for his new toy to arrive.

Edited 2016-11-06 23:54 (UTC)

Event Log: Keepsakes

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