backdated to before the heist

[emberserker]

[Wolfsbane's been training in the back alleys of the residential district almost constantly. She strikes at a dummy with her axe over and over, splitting it with a scream, and follows up with a fireball shot at a disposal bin that lights the contents on fire. Seething, she stares at it.]

I'll show him to say that rubbish about me.

[She finally does have to stop for a moment, though, and that's how she ends up in the Neon Light Graveyard, staring up at a giant sign for something called "Old West Casino," complete with sexy cowgirl posing with blinking light-up eyes and a neon lasso that moves up and down.]

That must have been a whole theme, until they got tired of it. Always looking for something new to keep their attention, aren't they?

[Why is she here.

Speaking of casinos, though, she'll show up at the Et Voila Casino again, just to check out what the Spectres are saying about the calling card. Though she pauses in front of a slot machine with a weird name, shakes her head, and walks away, muttering to herself.]

You're famous, Mona.

Comments

[schardynfreude]

I think he genuinely just wants you to leave him be and let him train until he collapses, or at least until Phoenix entices him to take a break for food.

Speaking of. [He rummages in his coat and pulls out...tupperware with something Phoenix cooked up.] To preempt him.

[emberserker]

And you say you aren't in everybody's business. Why is it you're doing this?

[schardynfreude]

Because it's frustrating and childish, and gods forbid you two end up having to do something in the same room together and tensions boil over. So here I am, mediating, even if it's just on one side for now.

And making sure you're both looking out for yourselves if nothing else.

[emberserker]

I have to look out for myself, don't I? Even if he weren't trying to replace me.

[did chiron not just say that's not what he's doing]

[schardynfreude]

...

You're serious, aren't you.

[emberserker]

What would you call it? He comes in out of nowhere and immediately has an issue with me and starts making up reasons why I can't be here, even though I was here at the start with the rest of you!

[schardynfreude]

I would call that your personal interpretation of events, which do not necessarily adhere to the objective reality of the situation.

I would also call it the pot calling the kettle black. I would also call it a sign to leave him be instead of deliberately picking fights with him like some territorial cat.

[emberserker]

So you say. Fine. But I make no promises the next time he starts anything.

[schardynfreude]

And the next time you start something?

[He offers the tupperware again. Eat a snickers tall/small child.]

No one is going to replace you. And I highly doubt anyone is angling to replace you. You are a part of this time. A volatile and unpersonable part of this team, but a part of it nevertheless, and it hurts us all when we lose someone. And I'm not just talking about the overall mission.

[emberserker]

[...ugh, fine, she'll take something. Just because Phoenix's cooking is good, okay!]

Like Medic said, then. ...Well, I'll have to hold the lot of you to that. And I won't start anything if he hasn't.