[Truly he's like a cross between a thug and a cryptid. Still internally vibrating at the silent treatment, mostly out of pride, he gives a big jagged grin when she finally responds. ]
Hoooh? That get your attention?
Knives, swords, pokers--all great for stabbin'! But I don't need any of 'em to get the job done.
[He'll allow that jab, though it baffles him how somoene like her could be so damn bold. Sure she's got magic, but does she have any self preservation skills??
Of course she does, but she's likely clocked that for all his posturing and temper? Chobe won't kill someone he likes. Or at the very least, someone he finds mildly entertaining or useful.
. . .
Doesn't mean he won't threaten them though!]
That ain't what I said, is it?
[Suddenly she'll feel something sharp and pointed at her back, just the tip lightly pressing at her. If she turns around, she'll see it's a dagger-like vine. And it's protruding from his chest.]
[ Oh? Oh????? Mayou's eyes widen fractionally when she twists around to get a good look at whatever the hell he's whipped out now. That's... ]
Huh.
[ Nope. Not gonna do the reasonable thing here and be freaked all the way out by Chobe sprouting a Scallion Spear™ to menace her spine with. Ohhhh no. See, this little discovery promotes him from significant annoyance to person of interest whether he likes it or not. Her questionable sense of self-preservation is once again on full display as she shuffles around to face him properly, leaning in to study the very pointy and very real vine growth with crystal clear fascination up to and including prodding it with a fingertip. ]
That's not any kind of transformative magic I've ever seen before.
[ Poke poke. Well, at least she's taking care not to accidentally impale herself. ]
Scallion Spear. How dare. Chobe scowls, scooting back, suddenly disarmed. For as used to weird looks as he is, he's always unsettled when someone isn't frightened or alarmed by his powers. You gotta be a different kind of fucked up to think it's actually cool or fascinating, he thinks.]
It ain't no transformative nothin', don't be calling it some made up book shit!
[And now poking?? He retracts the vine, letting it sink and disappear into his chest.]
[ Damn, no appreciation for academic curiosity! Sadge. Unfortunately Mayou isn't such a poorly socialized forest creature that she'll go straight for whacking his chest in enthusiastic inquiry, but man, is there a hot second where she considers it — probable impalement be damned. ]
Hate to break it to you, but throwing a tantrum like that at your age? Seriously uncute.
[ Ha ha oops did she just reverse uno Chobe's own sass back at him.... sure sounds like it! Incidentally, Mayou's still squinting at the spot where that vine disappeared into his body like she's trying to figure out what kind of black magic sleight of hand trick he pulled. ]
I ain't supposed to be cute. See this face? That's for other folks like you. [And his brother!! Which just goes to show how fussed he is that he isn't bringing him up.
He crosses his arms, frowning.]
If I was self conscious I wouldn't be out here half naked and my muscles still spasming. Folks who ain't scared of my power tend to be even more fucked up than I am.
[ Crossing arms... leaning in... boy oh boy are those some very CHECKMATE, ATHEIST raised eyebrows happening right now. Cuteness? Irrelevant. She can use that for ammunition later when there's bigger fish to fry — one that he's served up to her in a silver platter, no less! How generous. ]
You'd figure spasms would've been long gone if that lightning was as subpar as you said it was.
[LEANS BACK. . .he scowls, the sheer audacity this girl has. ]
I'm still healing, it's just annoying. The point is your magic is weak shit, and this ain't about me! Are you not getting it through yer head that I could skewer you if I wanted?
[ Ah, yes. The most reasonable response when menaced with getting turned into a shish kebab must surely be: ]
Ok. So?
[ Nothing says zero fucks given like looking someone right in the eye and responding with a big, fat, "aight, bet". And he'd just be giving her another opportunity to nerd out about his COOL VINES, so... joke's on him. ]
Gimme a ballpark estimate. How much do you need a next shot juiced up for it to start meeting your questionable standards?
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If you weren't so tiny I'd say you have some big balls, girly.
[Honestly!! He thinks about it for like, a split second, but nope, no more plant sneak peeks for her right now.]
Hah. . .something strong enough to burn me down to my bones, if it can melt my skin off all the better. I need to know exactly what I can come back from here.
You've got it backwards. Your bones would be ash by the time the rest of you reached a melting point.
[ Why does she know that... you know what, better not to ask. Not when she's saying it so casually and still clearly thinking it over like a Totally Normal Academic Exercise. ]
Higher power and longer duration, huh? Power's not a problem, but duration is different.
No idea. Natural lightning doesn't usually last longer than 10 seconds or so.
[ Oops, lol. Mayou has the nerve to sound all cheerful about it too, because who doesn't love running clinical trials on bone hurty electrojuice from time to time, right? Riiight? But! She's giving it a serious thinking over, so it's not like Chobe's going to get left in the lurch on his lightning rod meme dreams. ]
Consecutive strikes with the power cranked all the way up might work. I'll workshop a bit and see what comes up.
[Deep down he feels like he's made a mistake, but also: he's too proud to admit that or go back on a deal. He stands, brushing himself off as he needs to find some fucking clothes.]
Tell me if the payment's increased cuz of this, but otherwise, I'll leave ya to it.
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Hoooh? That get your attention?
Knives, swords, pokers--all great for stabbin'! But I don't need any of 'em to get the job done.
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...so the answer is 'no'. Don't puff yourself up over nothing.
[ Sounds an awful lot like this bandit King has no clothes or stabbing utensils. Bandits these days are so unprepared smh ]
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Of course she does, but she's likely clocked that for all his posturing and temper? Chobe won't kill someone he likes. Or at the very least, someone he finds mildly entertaining or useful.
. . .
Doesn't mean he won't threaten them though!]
That ain't what I said, is it?
[Suddenly she'll feel something sharp and pointed at her back, just the tip lightly pressing at her. If she turns around, she'll see it's a dagger-like vine. And it's protruding from his chest.]
Lookie here, no hands.
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Oh?????
Mayou's eyes widen fractionally when she twists around to get a good look at whatever the hell he's whipped out now. That's... ]
Huh.
[ Nope. Not gonna do the reasonable thing here and be freaked all the way out by Chobe sprouting a Scallion Spear™ to menace her spine with. Ohhhh no. See, this little discovery promotes him from significant annoyance to person of interest whether he likes it or not.
Her questionable sense of self-preservation is once again on full display as she shuffles around to face him properly, leaning in to study the very pointy and very real vine growth with crystal clear fascination up to and including prodding it with a fingertip. ]
That's not any kind of transformative magic I've ever seen before.
[ Poke poke. Well, at least she's taking care not to accidentally impale herself. ]
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Scallion Spear. How dare. Chobe scowls, scooting back, suddenly disarmed. For as used to weird looks as he is, he's always unsettled when someone isn't frightened or alarmed by his powers. You gotta be a different kind of fucked up to think it's actually cool or fascinating, he thinks.]
It ain't no transformative nothin', don't be calling it some made up book shit!
[And now poking?? He retracts the vine, letting it sink and disappear into his chest.]
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Hate to break it to you, but throwing a tantrum like that at your age? Seriously uncute.
[ Ha ha oops did she just reverse uno Chobe's own sass back at him.... sure sounds like it! Incidentally, Mayou's still squinting at the spot where that vine disappeared into his body like she's trying to figure out what kind of black magic sleight of hand trick he pulled. ]
What, are you self-conscious or something?
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He crosses his arms, frowning.]
If I was self conscious I wouldn't be out here half naked and my muscles still spasming. Folks who ain't scared of my power tend to be even more fucked up than I am.
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[ Crossing arms... leaning in... boy oh boy are those some very CHECKMATE, ATHEIST raised eyebrows happening right now. Cuteness? Irrelevant. She can use that for ammunition later when there's bigger fish to fry — one that he's served up to her in a silver platter, no less! How generous. ]
You'd figure spasms would've been long gone if that lightning was as subpar as you said it was.
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I'm still healing, it's just annoying. The point is your magic is weak shit, and this ain't about me! Are you not getting it through yer head that I could skewer you if I wanted?
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Ok. So?
[ Nothing says zero fucks given like looking someone right in the eye and responding with a big, fat, "aight, bet". And he'd just be giving her another opportunity to nerd out about his COOL VINES, so... joke's on him. ]
Gimme a ballpark estimate. How much do you need a next shot juiced up for it to start meeting your questionable standards?
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[Honestly!! He thinks about it for like, a split second, but nope, no more plant sneak peeks for her right now.]
Hah. . .something strong enough to burn me down to my bones, if it can melt my skin off all the better. I need to know exactly what I can come back from here.
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[ Why does she know that... you know what, better not to ask. Not when she's saying it so casually and still clearly thinking it over like a Totally Normal Academic Exercise. ]
Higher power and longer duration, huh? Power's not a problem, but duration is different.
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..........so what would ya need for duration?
[Said only with slight hesitance, but. It's still audible.]
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No idea. Natural lightning doesn't usually last longer than 10 seconds or so.
[ Oops, lol. Mayou has the nerve to sound all cheerful about it too, because who doesn't love running clinical trials on bone hurty electrojuice from time to time, right? Riiight?
But! She's giving it a serious thinking over, so it's not like Chobe's going to get left in the lurch on his lightning rod meme dreams. ]
Consecutive strikes with the power cranked all the way up might work. I'll workshop a bit and see what comes up.
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[Deep down he feels like he's made a mistake, but also: he's too proud to admit that or go back on a deal. He stands, brushing himself off as he needs to find some fucking clothes.]
Tell me if the payment's increased cuz of this, but otherwise, I'll leave ya to it.