General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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[What's the point of taking a break or going somewhere if I'm lonely the whole time?] Leo thought wistfully, then focused on Flash's words. "Of course she's good enough to be a general. Makes me shocked that I am one." He snorted quietly, not directly answering Flash's words. "I'll eat a little bit. Thanks." Leo gave in to the temptation of the good smelling food, though he did resign to only eat a couple bites. A couple bites later, he focused more on the conversation and less on the food, though still idly picking at the strings of the guitar, feeling out a tune. It eventually ambled to something that resembled a song, and was indeed one he had made up himself, just played subconsciously. As Glory approached, his raised a hand in joking salute. "Mornin. Sleep seems to be taking over much less lately." He answered cheerily. "Up to my neck in pain, how bout you?" Leo asked with a snort and a small grin. At this point, he was just glad he was probably healing. Eventually the tune changed to the iconic notes of Chicken In Black, one of his favorite songs by Johnny Cash. He didn't really think much about the song choice, but as he heard it, his mouth twitched into a smile. Of course.

Lieutenant Dwyer

"I think I could fix that, do you mind another concussion?" She lilted. Obviously she wouldn't whack him, but she was good at it. "Still? Why don't you rob some painkillers- nobody will notice," She said, tilting her head slightly. Okay, so someone would notice. Nothing a good bonking couldn't fix. "Eh, can't complain. Still up for an ass-whooping?" She asked, grinning innocently, but the twinkle in her eyes told a different story. She was fairly certain she could beat him in a fight without contributing to his injuries. Probably. Her gaze dropped toward his hands as he picked up a tune she'd heard before, but couldn't name. It reminded her that there was a time when she played the bagpipes, but it'd been so long since she'd so much as touched them that Glory wasn't sure that she even remembered how to play them. They'd been stashed in a chest somewhere, maybe under her bed, maybe in her closet. Twas a mystery that would remain that way until Glory decided that they ought to see the light of day again, or if she found need of the clothes in the box with the bagpipes, which she'd gotten on a trip back to Aberdeen a while back, probably close to 8 years ago now.

General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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"Nooooo no NO NO thank you. No more concussions. My brain is battered enough." Leo chuckled, the slightest bit worried she would actually try and give him yet another concussion. It reminded him that they still had a duel to perform. "Painkillers don't kill the pain, they just numb the brain." He huffed. He had always hated the use of medicine for pain- there was no point, if you asked him. Every positive had a negative side effect. Most of the time the consequences were higher than the gain. "Up for it?" He squeaked. "Yeaaaah! Totally! Always up for pain! Want to eat first? Maybe, like, an entire 6 Meals or something? You look starving." He offered, mentally scrambling for the easiest way to not get hurt. She obviously was ecstatic for a chance to whoop him, and he was quite certain it would be rather easy for her, which meant he was thinking up some last ditch efforts to help him win. "In the meantime, any song requests? Mind you, I only know rock and country." He grinned, constantly changing to tunes to obvious different old country songs. Mostly. He was thinking about the most cheating methods ever to win, and some of the ideas he quickly ditched. Leo guessed she wasn't near as hurt as him, apart from her shoulder, so at this point, he really did have a disadvantage. What good is height when the other person is just as skilled and you're almost dead.

(Okay, so medieval technology and modern-ish music I guess, ain't no way I'm looking up time-accurate music or Leo will be playing Fur Elise xD)

Lieutenant Dwyer

"Okay okay, fine. No whacking, bonking, bashing, or otherwise beating," Glory said, holding up her hands in mock surrender. "True, and you're enough of a numbskull half the time as it is," She teased lightly. Glory didn't think him to be stupid in the slightest, more so just reckless. And ignorantly charming. Sure, she'd met other guys who tried to be like that, but she found them to be more pitiful, putting on an act of bravado as if making up for their own lack of personality or depth. Leo wasn't anything like that, he didn't try to woo her, he was just funny and sweet, and generally fun to be around. "Wha- starving? I hope you mean I look slim and not malnourished, thankyouverymuch," She said, acting offended. Truthfully, she was rather hungry, but starving wasn't the right word. She'd gone WAY longer without eating, so a day without food was no problem for Glory. She thought for a moment before asking, "Are you familiar with Green Day?" Technically they started out as punk rock, but they've done a little of other genres.

Pfft, I am NOT sacrificing good music to figure out what was actually correct back then. Don't even ask lol

We just gonna say Toby Keith and AC/DC can time travel))

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General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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"We're you really just listing things in your mind that could sufficiently knock me out?" Leo groaned dramatically. "Am I REALLY that annoying to be around?" He scoffed with a British air of an accent, then frowned with mock offense. "You're right, you know. If it got any number, I would start to feel afraid it may die altogether. However, where you're wrong is that I've practiced numbing it over and over and over, using mainly things I shouldn't, so I'd probably be fine." He stated with such an immense seriousness it was almost scary. Leo was NEVER serious. His eyes then sparkled, though, and immediately the faking was dropped. At her offense, he grinned widely. "Well of course I wasn't calling you malnourished, that'd be rude, and no one would EEEVER describe ME as RUDE." He drawled, smiling innocently. "So, suuure, definitely

unterernährt. Not schlank at all." Leo smirked, then his eyes grew even more twinkly. Hey, he loved talking about music! And playing music! Especially country and rock. "Well of course. Any specific song choices?" He asked, switching his own gears from country to gentle rock, then mentally focusing on the voice he wanted to come out, as he was totally going to have to sing at least half of one of the songs. "I know When I Come Around and Boulevard of Broken Dreams the best, but I can recall the tunes of the other songs. The words may be a bit harder." He chuckled. "However, I do have to point out I am much more familiar with AC/DC, Bon Jovi, Lynyrd Skynyrd, Metallica, and Guns N' Roses." Leo pointed out with a laugh.

(Well I'd argue those are the ones most deserving of time travel xD)

Lieutenant Dwyer

"Sort of...? There's also wallop, bash, bat, beat, clobber, cuff, ding, lambaste, nail, slap, slug, sock, thump, thwack..." She retorted, trailing off as she gave up on bonking words. There were way too many to count. "Hey, I never said you were annoying! Just that I could conk you out if you can't sleep," She huffed indignantly. His solemn tone what rather unsettling, but Glory matched it as she said, "Things you shouldn't as in alcohol, or that weird mushroom in the forest that causes hallucinations? Been there, done that- both of them." Truthfully, she'd been maybe about 17 or 18, and was off in the forest, for a reason she'd forgotten. It was getting late, and she'd been out longer than planned, and was growing hungry, and without any form of long ranged weapon with which to hunt, so she settled for an odd mushroom she found. Big mistake. She only ate a small amount, unsure of its edibility, though it was enough to cause a strange euphoria, hallucinations, then anxiety. Never again would Glory willingly eat it. She remembered very little of that day aside from the awful effects of that mushroom. "Really, only rude? Not inaccurate or totally wrong?" She asked in an almost disappointed tone, then frowned. "Do I even want to know what that means?" Her smile came back as he answered, and she said, "I actually sort of didn't expect you to- I don't really have anything in mind for you. Anything you can play well, I guess."

(Damn, Leo's got great taste in music xD)

(Hell yeah, get me some AC/DC here Leo. Precicely 1pm Monday please lol, you'll understand why later)

Flash Wallis

He heard Glory approach, recognising the sound of her distinctive gait as she walked through the grass towards them. 'Good morning!,' Flash said. 'I'm good, just got woken up by this brick wall's howling. How are you, Glory?'. As he finished as he thought about how that little jab might heard Leo a bit. Eh, he decided, Leo was probably used to it. 'No fighting!,' Flash intervened forcefully. 'You two are injured, you don't need to be injured more. If you fight i'll give you both another concussion, i'm not injured and you both know how fast i can be if i want. Knock you both out before you realise that Leo's stopped playing'. He pushed the left over food towards Glory. 'Leo's right Glory, eat something!,' Flash told her enthusiastically. 'And Leo, Glory's right. Get pain medication, your practically the walking dead,'.

(Oh yes

Leo has the exact same taste in music as me lol. I'm literally just pulling from my liked songs Playlist on Spotify xD))

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General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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Leo stared at Glory for a moment as his mind was opened to the rather immense vocabulary she had for just... hurting people. Was that a bad thing? Meh, it was probably only as bad as the fact he could say damn in approximately... a lot of different languages. He couldn't count. That was just the easiest thing to say, though, and the nicest, by far. "Soo... thanks for not doing any of those. Do you have a different sound effect for each one?" He teased, then grinned, chuckling lightly. "Okay, even I know I can be annoying sometimes. There's no denying it." He joked, then added, "Aaaand in that case, I'll figure out a way to sleep. Without konking, bashing, socking, or the million other things you said." He raised an eyebrow and snorted a laugh at her solemn question. "Mostly alcohol, but I have eaten that mushroom. Never. Again." He shuddered. "I swear I saw a normal sized dog with 9 foot long razor sharp teeth. HOW, I dunno, but I never wanna again." After a couple seconds, he started changing the quiet country sounding tunes to a little more upbeat stuff, in preparation for possibly doing some Green Day. He knew them, but they weren't his favorite band ever (just like me xD). "Only rude." He flashed a smile, then laughed a bit ominously. "Nope. You do not." Leo grinned before moving on to the subject of music again, shifting a few things on the guitar. "Well, if nothing else, I have a wealth of knowledge in music." He chirped cheerfully, immediately starting the tune to Boulevard of Broken Dreams. He wasn't going to sing the whole thing, as that'd be annoying, but probably .. the first verse and the chorus. That made sense. It was kind of hard to play with just the guitar, but it came out sounding decent. When he did end up singing the first line or two, his voice was not country nor normal nor British nor anything they had probably ever heard before. He had sort of... morphed it, to where it was more jagged and rough, and he used his breath more than his voice. All in all, it was perfect for the song. "I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known, don't know where it goes, but it's home to me and I walk alone." He fell silent for a couple seconds as the music took over, a wry smile on his face as he focused on the strings. "I walk this empty street, on the Boulevard of Broken Dreams, where the city sleeps, and I'm the only one and I walk alone. I walk alone, I walk alone... my shadows the only one that walks beside me, my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating, sometimes I wish someone out there will find me, till then I walk alone. My shadows the only that walks beside, my shallow heart's the only thing that's beating, sometimes I wish someone out there would find, but till then I walk alone.." He doubled the chorus so it would slide smoothly into the ending, the bit higher music ebbing into a quiet pulse, then a stop. "I have to say, that was rusty. Ouch. I haven't sang that particular song in yeaaaaaaars." Immediately, his voice was back to normal, his slightly lopsided grin flooding back over his face. "And Flash? I've always been the walking dead, nothing has changed." He joked.

(I figured xD)

Lieutenant Dwyer

"G'moning Flash," Glory said. "Oh come on, I guarantee he's better than you." Maybe he'd take that as a challenge. "Oh hush, there's a difference between a duel and a brawl. We draw a circle in the dirt, first to step out loses. Or if one of us draws blood. No concussions!" That'd work, then Leo wouldn't have to admit defeat, e could just stumble a little bit on purpose. She frowned a little and said, "He is not! But fine, I'll eat a little." She stuck to her words, and ate some of the food Flash had brought. Glory grinned with a mix of pride and mischief as she said to Leo, "Is that a rhetorical question, or do you actually want to know? Because yes, there are different sounds depending on the clobbering." Actually, they did each have a sound. Many were a dull thump, but some included the crunch of bones. "Ehhh, maybe 15% of the time," She said. "Well, you could use mandrake roots for that, buuuuut it's a hallucinogen." She snorted at his weird dog thing and said, "You mean like this?" She created an illusion of a brown dog with VERY long teeth - somewhere around 9 feet long, but she didn't measure - stabbed into the ground, with the dog's body held about 8 feet above the ground. It wiggled a little bit, trying to get off its "stilts", but to no avail. Glory glared at him and said, "Really? Disrespectful..." She shook her head. Gah, it was hard to even pretend to be offended when he smiled like that. "Nothing else, huh? I see, you lower people's expectations of you so that if you royally screw something up, no one's surprised." She fell silent as he started playing, it was pretty impressive how well he could change his voice on a whim like that, and even moreso how he played the guitar. "Impressive for being 'rusty'. You're not half bad," Glory said fondly. Then his cute grin came back, and she snorted at his words. He'd probably manage to hurt himself while wearing a straight jacket in a padded room.

(I love how Leo's just, like, the definition of ignorant and totally has no idea how bad he is at hiding hints xD

Then there's Glory over here who totally knows, but just sits there like nothing has changed lolll. We have a weird dynamic going on here))

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General Anubis

AKA: Craptain Jack Spare-Ribs

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"Ay, I bet I'm better than you. In a hundred or so years when my voice decides to stop taking a vacation in Paris." Leo snorted. "I do sound like a brick wall that's howling. Whatever that sounds like. I'll warm up, give me time." He chuckled, then glanced over at Glory with the slightest hint of gratitude in his gaze. She could brag about winning all she wanted if she didn't have to kill him to do it. He would be IMMENSELY grateful for a mere dual- how simple it would be to accidentally step outside the circle. "No concussions." He repeated with a sigh of relief. "Am too. If Flash agrees that I'm right, then I'm SOOO right." He smirked, nodding slowly as if to seal his point in concrete. He was glad she did eat though, as they both probably needed food after the hard day before... however, he probably should be more worried about himself. He hadn't eaten in quite a while now. When he had eaten with Glory may have been the last time. It didn't help that his body was starting to gnaw away at his muscles- meat, you know, tastes good. Whatever kind, apparently. "Um.. it WAS a rhetorical question, but now I do want to know. Now you got me interested. Usually I just focused on the, you know, actual taking down of the enemy, and less on the sound effects, but that may need to change." He grinned, then smiled, chuckling. "Only 15 percent. I'm impressed." Leo laughed, which quickly turned into a wince. Pain still was paining. His eyebrows shot up as she created a rather terrifying image that would totally be permanently seared into his mind. Not as terrifying as the thought of himself in a bright pink shirt, but still scary. "Hey, thats-" He paused. "Exactly it! You hit it on the spot. That's totally what I do. Good job." He scoffed, but his grin quickly widened and his eyes only twinkled more at her next words, after his little show was over. "If you think that's impressive, you need to see me on a good day. When I don't feel like I've had my vocal chords sliced out with a katana." He chirped with so much cheerfulness, the lines didn't really fit together. "But honestly, I'm a bit worried about you. Did you hurt your ears somehow? Too many loud noises? If you think that was good... yeesh." Leo snorted. The funny thing was, when most people said stuff like that, they were joking, and when they boasted kind of like he had, they weren't. It was the other way around for him. He wasn't joking in the slightest- he honestly didn't think he was very good at playing or singing. Just cause he could pick up a tune didn't mean he was good. It was as simple as that. He had never been good at anything, or so he was told, so accepting any compliments was ... damn near impossible.