#katanher

@katanher asked: " oh my god this guy reeked, his gloves are still wet. " / for iglu.

sneers beneath his mask, the mercenary rasps his discontent. " it won't be for long. this target, 'e is not complicated. " a predictable one, at that. and what are people when fearful? more predictable. thus, iglu's in for a relatively easy ride. not his preferred job, but it'll do for now. it's easy how it all comes about, too. someone pisses off the wrong person and the clean-up crew is called in. " wanda. i need to know you'll keep 'im busy. isolated and distracted. you fuck up, this is a big problem for me. you know i don't like problems. "

sharp eyes, ignited with a soft, red glow, are directed in quiet contemplation towards the human.

“ hm, ” a twinge of disappointment is present in the automaton’s voice and they look away suddenly, scanning for something on the horizon. “ that won’t be a problem. ” certainly, there were ways to obtain information from unwilling parties. ‘perhaps, I will secure you to an operating table meant to hold my own bodies and test your tolerance. perhaps, I will open up your skull and prod at the grey matter of your brain until I find what I seek, then set you free and watch as your mutation puts your head back together. perhaps, I will lock you away deep in the earth, alone and in the dark, and simply wait until you’re ready to talk.’

an emotional attachment? not really. first of all, frank isn't a fan of 'emotional attachment' to people -- let alone weapons. frank is certainly particular about his guns, or his weapons in general.. though not regarding specific weapons. arsenal specifically less important than the state he keeps them in, and where he gets them. he will not use weapons he didn't steal from some shady motherfuckers who were going to use them to line the streets with. (or similar scenarios). he won't, when he can get the guns off the street and out of criminal hands.

his being a military vet, and frank in general, also means it's safe to assume he's aware of which weapons are best for certain scenarios. he's certainly resourceful, and he knows his way around improvisation when it comes to weapons and explosives. not only that, but he's also quite used to the concept of being issued certain weapons that do not change.

he can make anything work though, but he prefers to be as efficient as possible. he's anal about keeping his weapons clean and well taken care of while he has them, and while he relies on them to keep him and the people he still cares for safe and protected.

with that being said he does not have any grievance with tossing guns when they're empty, or if they jam. he's not making mistakes on the account of a faulty machine, and he's easy to abandon one if it's not in peak performance. he has to replace his arsenal often though, and he's more apt to keep good knives. i think the oldest weapon he has on him would likely be a nice reliable blade, and his own two hands.

they're definitely just tools, and since they are important ones he again, believes in taking care of them. he doesn't name them. i don't think he would unless the situation called for it, or it felt right. but in all honesty i don't see him having any favorites. he's more of a fan of mid to long range weapons than say, a shotgun for example. spread is sometimes unpredictable. or, he definitely likes to be more integrated into the action than a sniper might allow. although he's proficient in most everything, and as long as it shoots, he's not exactly picky.

i think it depends on who it is, or why. i think if the name / weapon had a good story and good emotion behind it? he would be able to see past the initial instinct to scoff and shake his head. but if it's just some hot-shot, or someone who's not exactly used to using their weapon, he's definitely giving some serious shit in response. there's definitely an element of... superstition to the practice he automatically is averted to, though.

richard by default these days sees everyone as below him. he considers himself to be ... i guess not enlightened, but definitely generally correct about most everything. till is the only one he'll place above himself, to be frank. so already, we're not onto a great start. he doesn't tend to care about anyone's opinions on default, other than generally wanting people to think he looks good, or rich, when he's out and about, or meeting people. nothing deeper than that, off the bat. he demands respect and people who don't give it to him, he either writes off, kills or beats.

however i'd like to note that while richard does believe in god, he believes more-less that god gains pleasure by watching people suffer, so he does indeed think do-gooders are absolutely naive, and automatically people who have a penchant to do good things for the sake it are misguided. he doesn't believe in it. his mother used to tell him he was going to hell, so he stopped being scared of it (mostly), a long time ago.

he definitely is indifferent to most. unless it's someone he has interest in (selfishly), or someone he deals with regularly. i remember he's had dynamics with other criminals who have 'codes', and he's always just been a smug asshole about it, trying to egg them on. he's super rude condescending in general to people who who do good, and it gets worse if you're a woman. unfortunately.

nowadays he definitely is comfortable in his skin, and he sees this as his permanent state of being. when he gets older he gets a little tamer, and chubbier (in the verses where he lives past 38)... but that's just the passage of time, generally. he's pretty full of himself, so he doesn't feel the need to get any 'better' -- although in a sense he does feel a bit burned that till finds him to be a hindrance, at times, due to his erratic behavior and sadomasochistic tendencies. in his secondary main verse he is quite guarded and thinks all of his brothers think he's useless. but that's just something he'd work to curb while he is working, and engage more-so in those things on his personal time. he also just thinks they're wrong for criticizing him.

although, when he was a teenager (homeless) -- and even when he first started living with the boys, he certainly did try. he recognized certain things about his empathy and lack thereof, and it frightened him. he definitely tried to be better, but till never helped that. eventually he started to simply grow into his traits. being praised for them having made him think that he was rather untouchable.

richard sees 'do good and you get good' as a pure coincidence. he does enormous amounts of bad and he's only ever been rewarded, other than losing his hand. but he accredits the loss as the thing that really transitioned him from being unsure in his new confidence, to cementing it. he prided himself on self-learning how to live with his non-dominant hand, and it really proved that power he held in his mind was real, and he could do anything he set his mind to. it was kind of his metamorphoses.

i feel more-less like richard's transition from the worst time in his life to the best time of his life just doesn't allow for him to believe in good karma. when he was trying to meet social expectations he was really in the worst position he ever had been, and it didn't get better until he unleashed the inner beast.

hell, it even made for a swell distraction in the long run. even if she's not quite used to people not looking at her, when she occupies a shared space.

however all manners of mannerisms has missy's eyes sparkling in almost a wondrous sense. cynical inner core warped by her life-of-the-party demeanor she wears like a shield. she almost reminds her of the girls she used to roll with in her more ambitious days... "oh, sweetie -- i'd put ya' in m'purse and take ya' home if ya'd let me." she giggles, only half kidding. "tell y'what -- once in a lifetime deal. i let ya' keep the prizes if ya' do." she gives a wide, toothy, hopeful grin. eyes wide as saucers in expectancy. "i promise, i'll take real good care a' ya. 'sides, seems like ya' really need this, here. wanna chat about why?" she waggles her brows excitedly while tugging bag strap close to her chest.

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