Line 01 - Open to Action

[willyouwalk]

You know, I’d almost forgotten how much I dislike the East Coast.

[The feed opens up on a fairly “punk” looking teenaged boy with a light (way lighter than Sadie’s) English accent. He looks about as bored as you can look without being a slab of redwood. He has several Egyptian charms on his wrists.]

San Francisco may have its fog and weird weather patterns, but at least it isn’t so…crowded. It smells better, too.

[Well, at least it smells better than Brooklyn. The camp, actually, is pretty nice. Not that he’s going to admit it, however]

Moving on. My name is Tybalt, I’m on the Path of Bast, and if anyone needs me, check a roof. Please, don’t need me.

[And cut the feed]

Comments

[willyouwalk]

[Seriously? Tybalt pulls out the twine he keeps in his pocket and as soon as Margot's visible, he tosses it at her.]

Tas.

[She is now bound and thankfully landing on the roof, not the ground]

Cute.

[lastplaceigo]

[Aw shit.

She tries to duck -- valiantly -- but being half on the roof, half off makes that kind of difficult.

The twine is super effective!

She rolls herself to her feet, glaring.]

Magic is cheating.

[willyouwalk]

You're the one who decided to attempt to harass a magician.

[lastplaceigo]

I was trying to harass you. I was just going to rough you up a little. Big difference.

[willyouwalk]

I am seventeen, nearly six feet tall, a magician, and one on the Path of Bast, Ra's eye and warrior. You're...tiny and lack any sort of magic. Why on earth would you think that attempting--and it was an attempt--to "rough me up" would end any way but with you losing miserably?

[lastplaceigo]

[The grin she gives him is unapologetic. If she can just reach her bronze knuckles, she can get free...] 'Cause it's Camp tradition, mess with the new guy.

'Sides, I've fought bigger. You're like, puny in comparison to some of the monsters out there.

[willyouwalk]

[Good luck with that. She's bound pretty tightly]

Perhaps, but that doesn't mean you'd win against me.

[lastplaceigo]

[Your magician string is useless!!! No, this sucks and the weapons are right there clipped to her belt. So close, yet so far.]

Yeah, no. Pretty sure I can still beat you, even with my hands tied behind my back.

[willyouwalk]

Unless you can breathe fire or perform magic, I find that doubtful. Posturing isn't attractive.

[lastplaceigo]

[She makes a mocking face at him.] I can still kick.

[willyouwalk]

Not lying on your stomach you can't. Besides, I can dodge.

[lastplaceigo]

Blah, blah, blah. Untie me and fight me like a man.

[willyouwalk]

I'd really rather not. It's no fun picking on children.

[lastplaceigo]

[Oops, wrong thing to say.] I AM NOT A CHILD!

[willyouwalk]

You're certainly not an adult, either.

[lastplaceigo]

UNTIE ME RIGHT NOW OR I WILL PUNCH YOU SO HARD IN THE FACE, YOUR HEAD WILL SPIN!

[Just rolling around in the most non-threatening way possible right now. If she's not careful, she's going to end up going right off the side of the roof.]

[willyouwalk]

Um, no. And unless you want to land on the ground and break a few bones, I'd stop moving around so much..

[lastplaceigo]

I'm not gonna break shit. [But she stops because falling off roofs is hardly any fun.]

[willyouwalk]

You'd get close. Are you done with your tantrum?

[lastplaceigo]

It's not a tantrum.




...Yes.

[willyouwalk]

Good.

[And Tybalt just lies back down to try and nap]

[lastplaceigo]

[Excuse you, but rude.

Huffing, she rolls over, tries to get close, and attempts to awkwardly kick him.]

[willyouwalk]

[He just moves out of her way]

Four points.

[lastplaceigo]

I was going for ten.

[KEEPS TRYING]

[willyouwalk]

Yes, I know what you were going for. You got two points for determination.

[After the second try, he just moves to rest his legs on her]