Yes I need two of these this month, what.

[deadkord]

WHO: Ted Kord and Friends!
WHERE: De Chima, mostly, probably.
WHEN: Throughout February
WHAT: Catchall logs
WARNINGS: Standard "Ted Kord Is A Dick" Warning

Comments

2/7 LET'S SAY

[exceptfebruary]

[ Julian had plans, and he needed things to fulfill those things. He was confident in his ability to summon monsters, but he couldn't rely solely on them. So he was rebuilding his gadgetry repertoire, but ran into a small snag. There was a part he needed that he couldn't find in Nonah. But he'd heard there was a shop in De Chima that had it, so he came to look.

Without a hat on, his pale head and tattoos were particular distinctive and recognizable as he entered the mechanical supply depo. ]

[deadkord]

[ Ted also had plans. His plans were a less nefarious, but still required lots and lots of supplies. His cart is laden down with machinery and tools, and he's debating between two different welding kits when the tattoos catch his eye as Calendar Man passes the end of the aisle he's in. He debates for a moment, as he's not in costume, and really, he is retired... but he decides he can at least check out what he's doing. As a fellow gadgeteer, it should be pretty easy to figure out what Julian's up to just from what he picks up, right?

He subtly follows him for a couple of aisles, waiting for the right moment. ]

Say pal, you wouldn't know where they keep the roombas in this place, wouldya?

[exceptfebruary]

Roombas. [ Julian raises an eyebrow. He says the word like he's never said it before. He probably hasn't, they might vacuum up all the notes he has littered around his floor. ] No, I have not been here before.

[ As he turns to face him though, his basket is easier to see. He's picking up some other supplies while he's here. There's parts and pieces that could be used to create a custom smoke or fog machine, as well as stuff that could presumably be made for DIY fireworks or even explosives. It could be other things too, but the growing collection is altogether Suspicious. ]

[deadkord]

Well, you sure look like you know what you're after! Working on some home improvement projects?

[ He peers nosily into Julian's basket, taking a quick account of what he's got. The supplies for explosives immediately catch his eye. Not the kind of thing you want to see an Arkhamite walking around with! ]

[exceptfebruary]

No. It is not for my home. A celebration, if you will.

[ He pulls his basket away with a glare, Trying to cover the contents with his arm. ] If you don't mind?

[deadkord]

I don't mind at all!

[ He's as good at playing dumb as he is at playing obnoxious and nosy! ]

So what are you celebrating?

[exceptfebruary]

[ Julian stares at him a moment as he realizes this man is just going to keep talking to him. ]

My birthday.

[ He turns away, focusing on looking for the part he'd come here for in the first place. Maybe the man would get the point? ]

[deadkord]

Well hey, happy birthday in advance, buddy!

[ No such luck, sorry Julian. ]

Are you planning to set off fireworks or something? I hope you have a permit! I hear they're pretty strict about that sort of thing, even with imPorts.

[exceptfebruary]

I'm not your buddy. But thank you. [ He pauses though, turning back to look at Ted. ]

On the contrary, I hear they're quite lenient.[ He smiles. A little joke about what he's been told about jail times. ]

Before the Coup, because you asked for it

[fuckai]

[Leonard Church is a dead man.

So way back when, during that whole sign up for a secret mission, get a high tech perk swear-in, he'd gotten a jetpack. He had then crashed said jetpack into a tree while out of country, broken his arm until he sucked it up and got the android repaired, and had the jetpack confiscated by his bitch-ass girlfriend.

Well, guess who's tempting fate, will probably have his balls put on ice, but has stolen said jetpack back and is currently doing very purposeful donuts in the air?]

FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK

[This guy. This guy who is currently making an expert exit out of his donuts and going sailing into the nearest goddamn tree as the jetpack finally putters out.

Which is just leaving Church stuck upside down in a tree, shrieking.]

SHIT. GOD FUCKING-- HEY, YOU. YEAH, YOU. ASSWIPE. GET ME THE FUCK DOWN!

jesus christ

[deadkord]

[ Ted's life is weird. He accepted this a long time ago, since it sort of comes with the territory of wearing spandex to fight crime. So the fact that he's barely phased by someone crashing their jetpack into a tree is really not that surprising. ]

Wow, what a way to ask a favor.

that's offensive

[fuckai]

[Wow. WOW. What an asshole.]

Oh just shut the fuck up and help me down, dickface.

YOU'RE offensive

[deadkord]

Sorry, I only rescue kittens from trees.

[fuckai]

Tell you what, asshole. You help me down, I'll pee on everything you love, and then you can say you rescued a goddamn cat.

[deadkord]

Oh, well, in that case, I'll get you down in a hurry.





[ He stands there. Not hurrying at all. ]

[fuckai]

[There's silence as Church waits for the aforementioned help.

And then there's a rustle.

And then two armored hands emerge from the foliage, middle fingers extended.]

[deadkord]

[ Okay, that makes Ted laugh. ]

All right, all right, fine. Is your jetpack completely dead, or did it just stall?

[fuckai]

[There's a pause, and then...]

Holy shit! That's right! Let me just check my jetpack user guide with my jetpack decoder ring and how the fuck am I supposed to know if it's stalled or not?!

[deadkord]

...If you don't know how your jetpack works before you go flying with it, you deserve to be stuck in that tree.

[fuckai]

Oh shut the fuck up! I knew how to turn it on!

[He's reaching screech levels, here.]