#hipsvwitchlovwin

Fingers flew over Dirk’s keyboard as he typed. Quiet music emanated from his computer speakers and he nodded his head along with the beat, although he was, as always, very aware of his surroundings. Living where he was, in the world that he did, he always had to be aware of an attack. One hadn’t happened yet for the eighteen years he’d been alive but that didn’t mean it was never going to come. Furthermore, the more time that passed, the more likely it became that he would be located.

That was why, when Dirk suddenly had the overwhelming feeling that something was wrong, he listened to his instincts. Quietly and quickly, he switched off the music and stood, swiveling around as his grip fell onto the hilt of his katana. Other than the sound of the waves washing up against the metal bars of the rig his home had been built on, he didn’t immediately hear anything, but he couldn’t shake the feeling.

Sliding the katana out of its sheath, he held it lowered next to himself, with the tip just a few inches from the carpeted floor of his bedroom. Pacing forward silently, he moved to the sliding glass door that led out onto his deck. It was late in the afternoon, but the normally sunny sky was a dim gray, made even dimmer by the shades that Dirk always wore.

Before his very eyes, Dirk saw movement and he crouched to the side of the window to peer outside. What he saw there was something nearly unbelievable. It was another person. A troll, perhaps, but a person nonetheless. Unfortunately for him, everyone and everything else that was on this world was likely seeking to kill him. Keeping quiet and hidden as possible, Dirk watched the male troll rise above the edge of the deck via the stairs that led down to the ocean side. First, the tips of his long orangish-yellow horns were visible, then a shock of black hair that was messy but nearly completely flat, as it was entirely slicked down with water. Thin rivulets still ran down the troll’s wet flesh and clothing. As he came up the stairs he just… kept coming, rising higher and higher until he was an almost unbelievable stature that had to be something close to eight feet.

From his crouched position, Dirk clenched his hand over the grip of his sword, mind flying through the scenarios. In the end, he knew that fleeing was impossible. He had a limited amount of gas for his rocket board and this man was clearly built for the water. Despite his battle-worn  look, his fins were clearly visible, never mind the fact that he must have swum here to be so very soaked. So running away from him was… well, it wasn’t going to happen, not unless he jumped ship into another timeline, which he was disinclined to do.

That left fighting as his only option.

Did he think he could take this man? The guy wasn’t quite as large as some of the sharks he’d fought, but he was no doubt more intelligent and with his own weapon, although Dirk couldn’t spot one on him at the moment. Exhaling slowly, Dirk determined that it would be in his best bet to face this man head on and so he stood back up, drawing himself to his full height, though despite being on the tall side, he was still dwarfed by this troll. Reaching out, Dirk slid open the glass door and stepped out onto the faded pvc planks of his deck.

As he walked out, Dirk kept his sword lowered for now, trying not to provoke the other man, not because he was afraid, but because he did not want to senselessly kill another person if there was a chance that they could both be spared. The solitude Dirk had lived in all his life had taught him just how precious life could be and he was in no hurry to take it from one of the first people that he’d ever seen in the flesh.

“Hey,” he greeted, keeping his voice as inflectionless as it usually was. “My name’s Dirk.”

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vwowv i come back to this, thinking id done a nice thing. i make an attempt at being more friendly and i get reduced to a horn person? let me tell you chief, i am vway more than a horn person.

i've heard that from like, two people now. i feel kinda racist.

IVWE got issues?

vwowv.

you are litterally the second cronus to say that exact same word in that exact same way