Odd Occurances(ask)

[The Agriculturist]

Apparently Farbod had not fully recovered from his two days of stasis, because he actually thought he could beat Jaako. Now, in all conditions.

The idiot's moves were slow and clumsy, which only worked In Salo's favor, who after a quick side step to evade the pistol but, swooped Frabod's legs from under him, sending the boy down. He decided then would be a good time to draw his gun.

"Mine Is Loaded." was all he needed to say.


OOC: it's 3:42...i'm going to sleep.

 

[Who Wrecks?]

"Fine."
He held his hands above his head, and laid his back flat against the cold metal ground. God. Why was it always like zero degrees in the room?

"What do you want with me?"

 

[The Agriculturist]

"I want you to do what it is you were born to do, my boy. I want you to kill." He said, putting his gun back in the holster. "Not me, I wouldn't try that again were I you, it won't end well for you...not yet at least. You've got a shitload's worth of work to do before you're ready. Get up, I don't want to waste more time."

 

[Who Wrecks?]

"Can I get some pants? From what I remember, you get handsy when we talk about guns."

Farbod said as he propped himself up. Jaako got a lot of girls. Farbod always thought of him as a over-compensating bastard.

"And I suppose I have no choice in the matter?"

 

[The Agriculturist]

"Oh no, no, no. You have a choice. Well, Choices. Three of them, even!" Jaako said in response. He tossed Farbod a new pair of pants from an equipment locker, as the boy's sad excuse of slacks were nearly rejected by the garbage can, which at first refused to open for them.

"Your first choice is simply do what I tell you, for now." He tossed him the pair of pants.
"Your second choice..." Jaako continued, cocking his pistol, for reasons he did not need to mention.

 

[Who Wrecks?]

"GOD! I hate it when you do that! You say I have three choices, and then you just like list two. You do that a lot, you know. Like, I'm not kidding. You have a history of just spitting this BS, and just hope I'll ignore it. But fine, I guess if I'm back, I just have to get used to it. **** it. Live it. What do you want me to do, then, asshole."