Pride Dev. #03

tl;dr Cameron asked Cho to teach him how to fight, Dylerun told him to fuck off. Cameron responded by flipping the bird to Dylerun, which prompted Theodore to step up. Cho asked Cameron to learn to apply a filter, even without his tongue, and stated that if he did not learn to speak with respect she would not teach him. Cameron, in response, essentially told her if he had to swallow his pride he'd rather learn the ropes himself.

Oh, and Theodore tried to fight him again.

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[18:39] Cameron nods, removing the notebook from under his armpit. He withdraws a pen from over his ear, ink splashing against the paper as he quickly puts his thoughts onto paper.

Ready to learn how to carry my weight. Astaria was going to teach me, but she got fucking gutted.

He flips the page.

Pretty sure people are afraid of you. If you actually know how to use that damn torture device on your back, whatever the hell that thing is, I wanna' learn how to use it.
(Cameron Lawrence)
[18:40] Dylerun Grauhimmel says, "Use your words or fuck off."
[18:40] Cho Grauhimmel says, "He can't."
[18:40] Dylerun Grauhimmel says, "Then fuck off."
[18:40] Cho Grauhimmel says, "They cut off his tongue."
[18:40] Cameron flips Dylerun the bird, with both hands.
(Cameron Lawrence)
[18:40] Theodore says, "..."
[18:40] Cho Grauhimmel says, "The last mute was not tongueless."
[18:41] Theodore says, "Don't disrespect the patreon of Dawn."
[18:41] Theodore says, "I will break your fucking arms."
[18:41] Cameron makes a cock-sucking gesture, looking at Theodore.
(Cameron Lawrence)
[18:41] Theodore looks at Cho and Dylerun.
(Theodore)
[18:41] Cho Grauhimmel says, "I hate all of you."
[18:42] Dylerun just nods.
(Dylerun Grauhimmel)
[18:42] Theodore nods as well.
(Theodore)
[18:42] Theodore says, "Very well."
[18:44] The young man lifts his hands up, touching at either side of his head as he rubbed at his temples. He was really going to have to reassemble Cameron. He really did have to get a body to figure out anatomy here soon, or he wouldn't have been successful.

Arms drop down to his side as he looked around, and he could feel the likes of the adrenaline in his veins wearing off, a tired sigh leaving his lips. Sitting down next to Arthur, he planted his elbows against his thighs, holding his head in his hands.

Stressed.
(Niklaus Rowan)
She grimaces. These people make things rather difficult- especially when temperaments run such high risks. Nevertheless, the woman would do nothing more than tilt her head- her eyebrows furrowing slightly. "Why is it that you think that I would assist you out of everybody here within this city?" she questions, genuinely curious as to what his response would be.

"You're a disrespectful child that can't seem to keep his thoughts to himself." Her ears flatten briefly, her voice stays low...In twisted whisper and yet, amusement would soon appear upon her being. "Just because I said that I like you doesn't mean that I would train you or help you carry your weight." A child, he may be. But he isn't stupid.

"If you want me to assist you, then you should start by having a filter of some sort. Then we'll speak on you 'fighting' and backing whatever insults yougive to people." Yes. Others fear her, but it's not just because of her combat prowess. It's far, far more than that.

(Cho Grauhimmel)
[18:47] Theodore is actively waiting permission to lay down the literal Law down on this boy's arms.
(Theodore)
[18:52] Cameron's scowl remains ever-present. Her words, however true they were, didn't seem to pierce him. The child was stubborn as they came. Most children were; but this one, in particular, was on a whole different level entirely.

He begins writing.

I don't know, that's why I just fucking asked. Train me or don't. Not here for a lecture, you can save that for the mindless followers like the lapdog to my side with a murder boner.

He underlines the last sentence.

Filters can fuck off.

Whatever pain had been dished out before was enough to convince him that whatever Dawn had in store for him was just another walk in the park.

He turns, shoving the paper into Theodore's face.

Do your worst, ladyboy.
(Cameron Lawrence)
[18:52] Theodore takes the paper and nods, but he looks at Cho once more before doing anything.
(Theodore)
He had his orders, and as such, he took the paper and ripped it in half but stored it safely into his pockets to throw into the trash later. Theodore was a good boy, and he would never liter on the ground of sacred land nor defile it by using trash writing. After that was said and done, he took off his dagger and placed it gently on the ground behind him, patting it. The way he moved was literally like that of a sociopath. He said very simply words to the dagger before turning around on his heel to face him with a simple, sweet smile.

"Orders are orders. And, I will not let Franziska experiment on a child who is just stupid Lady Cho." Those words were going to rang true as he lifts his hands up and lets the rieka surge around them before he gets ready to do his bout with the dumb boy. He will not maim or kill him, but he will show him what happens when you DISRESPECT YOUR FUCKING ELDERS. He pulled his sleeves down to expose the veiny, rieka ridden forearms and waited for them to do anything - not like it mattered.
(Theodore)
[19:01] This entire thing was becoming extremely tiring. She wasn't sure if it was generally Cameron's obnoxious attitude or the fact that every literally jumped at the thought of kicking his shit in. Regardless, the woman would be rather...Aggressive with the approach, perhaps, for the first time. The Reika-lines hidden behind twisted, thick locks would steadily begin to brighten with her increasing irritation. She found the entire situation to be rather...Incessant. And her tone of speech would show it.

"How about both of you stop trying to act like little shitheads and get the fuck away from me." It wasn't like her to hiss such a thing, but in the end, the necromancer wasn't happy. Not at all.

"I will say this a final time. The next child that attempts to fight or threaten another person will be punished severely. Stop fucking fighting, stop insultingone another, and stop acting like god damn monkeys. Thank you." Between the situation with Alastor, the foolish of the legion that wants chocolate and dancers, and these children...She's had enough.

"Do not make me repeat myself or I swear, I will kill all of you."
(Cho Grauhimmel)
[19:07] Sure, he was sorta' scary. The reika, the magic, all of it might have instilled some fear in him if not for the fact that the person in front of him was Theodore. It was going to be another classic sandlot beating, only about ten times more excessive than it needed to be.

Because, you know. Oscuri.

Still absent of any form or technique, it mattered little to the young rebel. He picked up a nearby rock and was planning on using that in place of the magic, or brandished weapons that his opponent boasted.

He tightened his grip, ready to throw it, only for Cho to enter step-mom mode. Holy fuck.
(Cameron Lawrence)