boss. /// halvett.
BANTER SUCH AS THIS IS commonplace in the life of a pit fighter ; the type of clothing he wears , whether hewn from rough fabric or fine silk , means nothing but the end of one battle and the beginning of another . ( Being clad in luxury matters little in the face of a living , breathing challenge ———— and agile , glib and witty as Rakan may be , Sett will respond to his taunts with a smile . ) “ Do I now ? ” he responds , matching Rakan’s sneer with a fanged one of his own . “ Think my track record says enough about my strength , don’t’cha think ? Oh , but wait —— I forget you don’t keep track of that kinda thing . ” He shifts , takes a single step towards Rakan to make to invade his personal space , posture the perfect mix of arrogant and playful . Two can play at this game , and dancing is nothing if not another form of combat . “ I could set up a demonstration in the ring if you’re willin’ to dance , pretty boy . ”
HOW A SMILE CAN CONVEY delicacy in its most rich forms, how it is attributed to moments of peace & dulcet times where chaos had been so denied entrance to maintain this conjured serenity. but what of those smiles whose purpose is to taunt, whose sole purpose is to stir chaos, to invoke a muse that shall witness acts of violence, dutifully performed for naught but entertainment. ( this was fun, this was a show, & though two may stand center stage, rakan is beauty's gift upon the world. sett is yet another face in rakan's audience. )
❛ do you know who you're talking to ? ❜ not once does he falter in the face of danger, even as he comes closer, there is no reason to lose upright posture ; no, rakan challenges him, he is one to always smirk & laugh in the face of adversity !! laugh, laugh he does, not hearty, as it's a mere chuckle. the boss of the pits must know the truth : he does not fear him, especially when one wishes to duel him in his own craft. ( that ... is what he meant, right ? ) ❛ rakan, charmer, best dancer in all of ionia. seriously, challenging me to a dance, you sure about that ? i thought fighting was more your style, but who am i to deny anyone a dance !? ❜ hyped up, step forward, preparing himself for supposed dance battle. he was here to fight, but this works, too !
boss. /// halvett.
“ PEOPLE LIKE THAT ARE ALL talk most of the time . Pretty bold t’ assume I care about what they say ‘cause lemme tell ya : I don’t hide behind titles . Someone wants me , they get me . Usually prove ‘em wrong then . ”
❛ gotta say, that's one way to look at things ! ❜ is it really ? or is he providing vocal filler to continue irking him. he's aware of whom he's talking to, what dangers lie ahead if he's to act chummy with someone who's not particularly friendly. but that's just it. danger is a thrill, to perceive ire rising on their countenance ( & perhaps bait a swing ) brought him the most pleasing laughs. this was no different. ❛ but are you as strong as you look ? even without that title ? 'cause if you ask me, you seem pretty run of the mill. ❜ corners of lips curve into a sneer. he's enjoying himself a little too much.
unprompted. / always accepting !!
@halvett said : Don't mind him, Sett's just sizing Rakan up and down with a smile. "You really are the /biggest/ himbo this side of Ionia, and I say that in the nicest way possible."
that's a new one. he's never heard that word before, not really. there were certain terms that the humans used to communicate that he didn't quite understand. sometimes they sounded like some sort of amalgamation of two different words, or a peculiar instance where it was entirely new & original. it was almost beautiful. ( the humans feared them for being different, yet they embraced these novel terms they create ——— it's strange. was it due to the fact it was conceived by them, or the mere fact they got used to such terms ? man, who knows. ) it's nothing to fret over, as their beauty could never surpass his. then again, he was the most eye - catching thing, how could he expect anyone or any thing to compete ? even something as strange as that word.
❛ himbo, himbo ... ❜ it's a test. an attempt to speak it, understand it, process it. such a hefty task, his brows furrow & his eyes shut as he ponders over the word. maybe if he thought hard enough, he could garner its true meaning, but alas ... he opts to adopt his own definition, perhaps not too far off from the true meaning. ❛ dunno what that means, but i'll take it as a compliment !! ❜ hearty laugh, followed by a radiant grin & confidence in his every word. ❛ i'm the best himbo ionia's ever seen ! ❜ yeah, it definitely fits.
❛ you call yourself the boss, but isn't that just a title you're hiding behind, or something ? they usually say guys like you are the weakest of the bunch. pretty interesting, ain't it ? ❜ /// @halvett
pit's king. /// halvett.
“ PEOPLE SAY THEY DON’T LIKE violence , ” begins Sett as though speaking to the elements , whichever one of them may be willing to listen ——— and rubs his knuckles against his palm , “ but they all watch . ” And sure enough it feels like someone has been watching him drag the faces of some smart - asses ( should he even bother calling them muggers ? Cowards , maybe , nothing more than that ) through mud of the cold city streets , all stealthy and secretive in a way Sett is far from familiar with . He stands to his full height again , hands clenched into fists .
“ SO WHOEVER’S OUT HERE GETTIN’ an eyeful ‘a this better say hello . I was never good at hide ‘n seek . ”
⇢ SETT & RAKAN . / @feyquil . / STARTER CALL . ( FT . A CANON QUOTE . )
watch they do. to marvel at the spectacle of violence is to become a part of the audience, witnessing knuckles coming into contact with another's face, knocking out a tooth or two, it's unique to that type of performance. it is a dance that requires brute strength, burly individuals that could easily instill fear into a layperson. who better at this fatal dance than the king of the pit, the boss everyone has whispered on & on about for his strength ? ( what show he truly puts on. a meat head to the very end of coincidental confrontation. ) sett's dance ... is it calculated, or is it blind rage that overcomes his being ? curiosity may kill the cat, but a bird's vantage comes from flight alone.
❛ not good at hide 'n seek ? ❜ finally, he speaks, blessing very atmosphere with his voice once more. talking is his forte, one of many gifts. ❛ probably 'cause you're not supposed to punch those you find. ❜ around the corner & he's in full view, grin plastered on his lips. mischievous. not looking for trouble, but to thank for the show. or is silent appreciation far superior ? ❛ you did a number on those guys, though. not bad ! i'm impressed. ❜ despite his praise, distance is maintained. albeit rakan holds confidence for his own escape tactics, he opts to be careful around the boss. / to become his enemy is to take part of the play, to be on his stage. this deadly dance is not for him. not yet.