Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge (Closed with the-laughing-puppeteer)
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Donât make the mistake of thinking you know meâŚÂ
"You only want me for my fat bounty? Iâm so disappointed!â Words dissolved into genuine laughter before the mage could be heard drawing a breath, moving, sighing. âHo-hum, Iâm gonna level with you here, alright, âcause I donât want my head on a pole right now⌠thatâd just get in my way. I canât promise my eventual demise to just everyone, and somebody already pipped you to the post, Spike Spiegel.âÂ
There was a pause, more movement, jester bells and accessories rattling.Â
"If I paid you to get off my back, would that quench your thirst for me, or does that pride of yours not allow you rest? Would it disgust you to accept pay from the very thing you are hunting? Well⌠thatâs just too bad.âÂ
The bells rattled again, wildly, followed by a firm shriek. âI donât have time to die!â
A bolt of thunder landed directly beside Spike, the air around it crackling.Â
"So, if you want me to come down there youâd better start begging.âÂ
His instincts kicking in at the last moment, Spike hopped to his right to dodge the striking lighting bolt beside him. With a look of mild surprise, he addressed the char left on the ground with his eyes and then refocused on his objective, while still wary of other potential strikes.
Over there? No. His eyes shot round and round, occasionally spinning his body as well to cover more ground. Finding this guy is gonna be enough of a challenge....
"You sure you don't wanna come out to play?" he asked, putting on his confident airs yet again. "I'm not gonna kill ya, you know."
















