Craig Boone (
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alright fine jeez he's alive again
[A while ago, Boone was shot. Not long after that, he died. End of story, right?]
[Yeah, no. After waking up in a bed in the infirmary, missing his weapons and feeling slow and sluggish, Boone has made it back into the hallway and is looking... lost. He's not supposed to be here. It was over for him- he felt himself slip away, and yet here he is... standing here as if nothing happened, vaguely aware that he's missing a huge chunk of time. He'd doubt that any of it ever happened in the first place, but he's seen the scar on his stomach.
He thinks back to the last thing he remembers- Elle by his side, trying desperately to save him. She'd been hysterical. All for him. Huh... it's a strange feeling. Someone giving a damn. He almost wishes she hadn't. She'd saved him a lot of pain with all the Stimpaks and Med-X she'd stuck him with, but in the end she'd had to watch him die. Just someone else who had to suffer because of him.]
[Walking feels odd after so long. He's acutely aware of the fact that he's unarmed, but he doesn't know if he can make himself care. What's the worst that can happen when you've already died? Goddamnit... he thought it was over. It was supposed to be his time. It hadn't been quick, and it had been at the hands of the Legion, but it was over. Now, he doesn't know what to do with himself. He could say he's pissed off but that wouldn't come close to how angry he is that he's walking around again. The only thing he feels he can do is make life hell for the people who killed him in the first place. Yeah... they weren't expecting him to come back from this, either. Sibyll showed him her true face because she thought he was a dead man, and Vulpes... that son of a bitch must have ordered her to follow him in the first place. If he didn't have a reason to hate the Legion before, he sure does now- and Vulpes just put himself at the top of Boone's shit list. First, though... he needs to get his weapons back, which means finding Elle. Christ, he hopes they haven't gotten to her, too.]
((haha... he was supposed to be dead for three days but it kind of didn't work out like that :| so uh, yeah. pissed off boone walking the hallways.))
[Yeah, no. After waking up in a bed in the infirmary, missing his weapons and feeling slow and sluggish, Boone has made it back into the hallway and is looking... lost. He's not supposed to be here. It was over for him- he felt himself slip away, and yet here he is... standing here as if nothing happened, vaguely aware that he's missing a huge chunk of time. He'd doubt that any of it ever happened in the first place, but he's seen the scar on his stomach.
He thinks back to the last thing he remembers- Elle by his side, trying desperately to save him. She'd been hysterical. All for him. Huh... it's a strange feeling. Someone giving a damn. He almost wishes she hadn't. She'd saved him a lot of pain with all the Stimpaks and Med-X she'd stuck him with, but in the end she'd had to watch him die. Just someone else who had to suffer because of him.]
[Walking feels odd after so long. He's acutely aware of the fact that he's unarmed, but he doesn't know if he can make himself care. What's the worst that can happen when you've already died? Goddamnit... he thought it was over. It was supposed to be his time. It hadn't been quick, and it had been at the hands of the Legion, but it was over. Now, he doesn't know what to do with himself. He could say he's pissed off but that wouldn't come close to how angry he is that he's walking around again. The only thing he feels he can do is make life hell for the people who killed him in the first place. Yeah... they weren't expecting him to come back from this, either. Sibyll showed him her true face because she thought he was a dead man, and Vulpes... that son of a bitch must have ordered her to follow him in the first place. If he didn't have a reason to hate the Legion before, he sure does now- and Vulpes just put himself at the top of Boone's shit list. First, though... he needs to get his weapons back, which means finding Elle. Christ, he hopes they haven't gotten to her, too.]
((haha... he was supposed to be dead for three days but it kind of didn't work out like that :| so uh, yeah. pissed off boone walking the hallways.))
it's ok~
He sounds all too amused.] I wonder, are you always like that, or did something unforgivable happen?
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Hn. What if I said it's both?
[Because really, ever since Carla... he's been itching to go on a one-man rampage for a while, now. He's just more pissed off than usual because he can't comprehend how he could possibly be alive, let alone walking and talking. Anger is an emotion he feels he can cope with better right now.]
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[Bakura pushes off from the door frame, spreading his arms in a boastful gesture. There's something vicious in his expression, a deep-seated hatred bubbling to the surface.]
After all...
I know all about suffering the unforgivable...and the hatred it evokes!
way to murder my inbox with edits you dummy >:T
[Boone isn't sure what to make of this kind of introduction. It's all very... flashy and dramatic. Being about as flashy and dramatic as a brick wall himself, he can only tilt his head a little and watch.
Still, even if this guy seems a bit... well, insane, he doesn't doubt his words. Hell, maybe that was what made him that way.]
So I guess there's a point to you telling me this, right?
[Either that, or this is his way of making friends.]
AT LEAST...they were major edits!
I was just feeling talkative, what can I say? Most people in this place have proven boring...but you stroke me as the opposite of that!
I could be wrong, though. H-hehe. It's no loss to me, really.
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[Is Boone supposed to be talkative in return? That's... not really his thing... but he'll try, he guesses.]
So what's with the getup?
[He decides to take out a cigarette and light it, taking in the other man's strange appearance again.]
THERE WAS A TYPO THIS TIME I SWEAR...
Can only mean that I'm a King!
i'm going to nut you one in a minute
[He does notice the rings and bracelets now, and comes to the conclusion that the guy must be pretty damn rich at the least- and possibly powerful too. Of course, he doesn't know what a King would have worn... so he's just going to have to take his word for it.]
Don't have a King where I'm from. Get that they were important once... a long time ago. So you rule over people, right?
u wanna go
Not exactly, although you could say I have a kinship with some restless spirits who are at my command. [And also what is essentially satan.]
I'm not a king of the bastard nobles--I'm much better than them! I'm a King of Thieves!
u steppin up to me blud u think ur a hard man let's go
[In any case, Boone at least knows what a thief is, and now he grunts, unimpressed.]
A thief? Hn. Met enough of those to last me a lifetime. What makes you so special?
put ur dukes up
[He spreads his arms in a flashy gesture as usual. The confidence in his voice was unwavering as always.]
gonna batter u
Oh yeah? How'd you figure that out? Anyone can go around claiming to be the best thief in the world. Doesn't mean it's true.
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Well...anybody else who dared to question it didn't live much longer.
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That makes you a murderer, not a thief.
[Jeez, this guy has some fucked up sense of what a thief is. Then again, Boone figured he was kind of nuts.]
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I would thieve from them as proof before I killed them anyway!