[Fifth]

[dearmungandr]

[It's been two months and Jormungandr's patience has run out. The drones in his house have gotten on his very last nerve, and combined with all the anger and frustration that he's been building up over the town, his being brought there, the pointlessness of it all... well he's just had enough

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[dearmungandr]

[Oh. She's angry. That's not surprising, actually. He knows what he's done won't be taken lightly, but he has no regrets at all whatsoever. In fact, he's feeling better already. Far less irritated with the town than he was when he woke up this morning, that's for sure.

But still, this woman is angry at him, whoever she is. He gives her a straight, level stare for a long moment. Finally, since he has no reason to disguise the truth and doesn't really care if people know, he speaks one word, hissing the s slightly as he is wont to do.]

Droness.

[dearmungandr]

[His brow furrows in frustration. Frustration at his lack of ability to explain, frustration that he should have to explain, frustration at being put in this situation to begin with. He looks up, to the side, everywhere, and finally back at her.

He doesn't know how to say it.]

Free.

[No. He shakes his head. No that's not right. To some extent it's right, because the drones were annoying him to no end and it just never stopped and now that they were gone he didn't have to deal with that. At least for the rest of the day. But that's not the way to explain it.]

...alone. No... no stop.

[And that didn't make any sense. And why should it matter anyway? Why should he have to explain himself to this human he doesn't even know? All his prior calmness has slipped away as he grows more frustrated.]

Action- Midday

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart was just walking out for some lunch when wouldn't you know it? It's his best buddy in the whole wide world!]

Hey Jor!

How goes things?

[Doesn't notice the red on him yet.]

[dearmungandr]

[Oh gods this guy. Well, Jormungandr's got most of his patience back, so he hardly even cares right now. Whaddya know.

He shrugs in answer. Not bad, not bad at all.]

[jaws5sonofjaws]

[Mart nods.]

Cool, cool.

I'm gonna go get a sandwich. You wanna come with?

[dearmungandr]

[...he's hungry, but he doesn't want to go with this guy. Mart's annoying, okay. And he's not really willing to stretch his recently recovered patience by immediately going with Mart.

He just stares at Mart.]

THE LATEST TAG IN THE WORLD - idk midmorning ish

[rudolphofvamps]

[Spike does a lot of walking since coming here. He always did a generous amount, but being able to walk in the Sun--helps. He knows being human won't last so he's trying to soak it up while it does, almost passing by Jormungandr before recognition kicks in. Turning his head as he slows his pace, the blood on the the other man alarms him. Not for what it is, but that he couldn't smell it from a mile away. Droned? The man seemed as pokerfaced as ever, so he approached; cautiously.]

Eh, Joe? Everything alright?

WHATEVER IT'S ALL GOOD

[dearmungandr]

[Oh. It's that Spike person. The one who isn't supposed to be human either. He shrugs in response.]

Fine.

IT BETTER BE X(

[rudolphofvamps]

Yeah, well, you look a right mess. [His expression says EXPLAIN YOSELF, but he doesn't say anything else.]

[dearmungandr]

[He looks down at himself and then back up. He doesn't really have any concept of cleanliness per say, but he does realize that yes, he's covered in blood. And none of it is his.]

Droness.