forum i need someone active later in the evenings (Open OxO)

Started April 17, 2023 by @lord-of-the-carnival group

tune

Knight stood in his black sleeveless tee, staring down the repairman in fron of him. It was obvious what the man was from his toolbelt and uniform.

Knight had been hiding in the thick walls of a building - an electrical center.

Which had just gotten someone dispatched to fix it.

Normally, Knight would simply kill whoever found him; however, this time, some flash of emotion he couldn't identify - curiosity? - made him stop and simply watch the man.

After a second or two, he speaks in his low, rock-hard bass.

"Do not scream. If I think you are about to, you will die before you can even take a breath." he says quietly.

Derik looks at Knight and scoffs, “Like I would you ain’t scary.” He sets his hands on his hips after wiping the grease off of them. “So. Whatcha doin’ here? Bein’ a trouble maker or just curious?” Derik smirks, trying to joke around. That was his usual self. Joking with everyone. Even ai.

Derik clicks his tongue, looking Knight up and down. “_{Tall ass mother fucker…}” He mutters.

(its fine lol)

"I'm. . . not scary." Knight repeats, turning it into a sort of. . . voided question. No tone as he just stared down the man.

"Yes. I am tall." he says blankly. He didn't understand how exactly that was relevant to the situation. "As for what I am doing here, it will not concern you if you ask no more questions about it."

Derik scoffs, “Aye bud all ya gotta do is answer the questions. I won’t tell on ya if you do.” He grins, still being playful. Derik had always had a rude sense of humor. Unless he was at the hospital he worked at. But that was a different story. Derik hums softly, “Anyways. Do ya want somethin’? And remember the more questions ya don’t answer, the more ya gotta hear.”

Knight simply stares at Derik wordlessly, face and eyes as blank as the wall of a newly built house.

"What could you give me? I have all that I need." he says eventually.

Derik chuckles, “You don’t seem as…well- ‘smart’ as you led on. Either that or you’re a straight to the point guy.” He taps his wrench on his workbelt. “Hmm…” He stood there, thinking as he looks Knight up and down.

"I get to the point. There is no use dancing around with words." Knight says simply. "Fiddling with semantics and debate is for the scholars and wise men, not soldiers."

Derik grins, “Guess ima wise man.” He cackles, “Anyways. Whatcha doin’ here?”

"Again, none of your business." Knight says simply. "It is my problem what I am doing here."

Derik huffs, “And I’m the guy who you got caught by. Now answer my damn question.” He grumbles, “Maybe you shouldn’t have let yourself get caught.”

Knight looks a bit annoyed now.

"You do not have the authority to tell me to answer a question." he says sharply. "And I never 'let' anything happen. I simply did not expect someone so soon."

Derik smirks. “You let it happen, bud. You did expect it yes but you shouldn’t have been sneekin’ around in the first place.” He sounded like a father playfully scolding his kid. A stern tone, but still keeping that playful look on his face.

"I was not 'sneaking.'" Knight says. "And drop the tone. Speak normally or not at all."

Derik chuckles, “This is how I speak, dude. Deal with it.”

Knight glares. "You know what I meant."

Derik grins, “Maybe. Anyways. Whatcha doin’ here? Spyin’? Curious? Bored?”

Knight rolls his eyes. "No matter how many times you ask, I am under no more obligation to answer than the last time."

Derik chuckles, “Still gonna ask anyways. Welp. You just gon stand there?”

"You have not given me good enough reason to move. I can tell you pose no threat to my personage, nor will anything you call to come deal with me." Knight says blandly.

Derik shrugs, “guess you can keep me company while I work, eh?”

Knight continues to stare at Derik a moment longer before shifting and picking the shorter man up like a naughty kitten.

"No. Thanks. Good-bye." he says, placing the man outside and leaning against the door, making it near impossible to open.

Derik yelps, standing there in shock for a moment. He then grumbles and walks all the way around to the back door, walking back inside. “Asshole! There’s more than one door!” Derik calls, “_fucker-”

(how wide could this room really be? like- 5-ish feet, with most of it being occupied by machinery? just trying to help continuity lmao-)

Knight simply stares at the man before repeating the same thing he'd done a couple seconds ago.

(Hm- ig so- idk im not so good with dimensions- I’m always confused on how big or small a room is)

Derik huffs, “Dude! Let me work! God!” He does the same thing over. “Gettin’ my workout I guess-“ He wipes the sweat from his forehead, then goes back to the piece of machinery he was working on.