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[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[text to Commander Dick] and it has to be an actual house

[text to Commander Dick] with three bedrooms

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: you got it.

[welcometoheller-deactivated2014]

He pauses. Spits out the bullet, which hits the ground. His whipfist forms back into its normal hand and he’s holding the Blackwatch commander by the back of his uniform.

Please don’t kill me.

Those words hit him harder than the attack of any Juggernaut. His hand opened, and he let the man drop without another word.

[commandercollins]

  Once he felt the pressure and grip of the man soften, Collins landed on his feet and turned quickly to face Heller, eyes searching over the man.

        "Y-You... listened to me....?"

  The shake of his head, dismissing the thought.

        "Okay--"

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[text to Commander Dick] buy me a new house

[text to Commander Dick] and 100 chicken nuggets

[text to Commander Dick] or i’ll tell on you, piss in your tank and tear your uniforms’ pants into booty shorts

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: okay okay whatever you want. [TEXT]: sheesh.

[welcometoheller-deactivated2014]

The bullet hits him but it doesn’t come back out. There’s the crack of a sonic boom — the Whipfist. It’s flicked forward and its reach is almost absurd. Plus it’s barbed and everything.

"Everyone who runs from me has a tendency to get eaten!" he calls, laughing.

[commandercollins]

  A choked yelp is given as the biomass-formed blade and the spikes included pierce his lower back.

  Within a minute, he can feel tears sting his eyes as he's jerked backwards, his own blades forming in hope of being able to stop Heller from taking it any farther.

        "P-Please-- Don't kill me--"

  He can feel his stomach churn.

        "I can give you whatever information you need--"

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[text to Commander Dick] i’m telling mercer still

[text to Commander Dick] i’m gonna tell on you and then

[text to Commander Dick] i’m gonna piss in your tank

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: hey, can't we talk this out. [TEXT]: i'll buy you a new house. c'mon, man.

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[text to Commander Dick] you’re dead to me

[text to Commander Dick] don’t come near me ever again

[text to Commander Dick] i’m telling mercer to never let you near me again

[text to Commander Dick] i’m gonna do it

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: hey don't blame this all on me. [TEXT]: gallagher was in on it too.

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[txt to Commander Dick] if my house seriously is fucked up

[txt to Commander Dick] i’m taking over your apartment

[txt to Commander Dick] and i will fucking fap all over your pillows

[txt to Commander Dick] and in your milk

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: let's just say there may be a helicopter in your roof. [TEXT]: mercer got really angry. don't ask why.

[TEXT]: i was by your place and long story short: [TEXT]: he doesn't like people to touch his sister.

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[txt to Commander Dick] no

[txt to Commander Dick] you ruined my house

[txt to Commander Dick] i’m gonna fucking ruin your tank and your face

[txt to Commander Dick] and then i swear to god i’ll stick my dick in the holes in your face after i’m done stabbing it

[txt to Commander Dick] repeatedly

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: you're a very angry man and i get that but hear me out: [TEXT]: you can always stay at my apartment.

[TEXT]: just not with me there k thanx.

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

The second those blades are out, his eyes flash red for a few seconds, his lips pulling into a sneer as he glared down the other evolved. He took a few more steps, his blades gradually lifting up off the concrete, raising to a more aggressive and threatening position as he got closer to the male. He didn’t lunge yet. Instead, he took a stance, as if daring Ethan to make the first move.

"Sounds like a real little bitch. I mean, we’re all focusing on not gettin’ killed by Mercer, but here you are fucking hunting down your own kind to fucking please him. Gonna roll over and beg to suck his dick while he rubs your belly?"

A huff.

"C’mon, Ethan, are you sure you can handle this? Are you so sure you don’t want to run? I mean last time I stuck a blade through your gut… This time…" His voice becomes a bit huskier, his lips curling to a small smirk. "It’ll go through your neck."

[commandercollins]

  The Commander kept his gaze locked firmly on the other Evolved's, mind screaming at him to take the bait and attack first, but body not allowing any movement as mouth drooped open as if to say words.

  Nothing was coming out.

  His temper was rapidly rising, and knowing that he was letting Brent's words bother him just made it even worse.

  Made him even angrier at himself.

        "I'd never fuckin' do that for a man like him, Brent."

  A pause.

        "And if you honestly think you can kill me, then you're awfully wrong."

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

[txt to Commander Dick] the fuck is wrong with you

[txt to Commander Dick] im coming over there to make sure you don’t have a face left

[txt to Commander Dick] and imma do the same to your little tank

[commandercollins]

[TEXT]: hey now leave my tank outta this [TEXT]: and my face because i need that

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

"Mercer— Oh Jesus fucking Christ, don’t tell me you’re his little lap dog now! I thought he still had fuckin’ Roland milkin’ his dick! Now you!? Jesus Christ! I was gonna get to fucking work when I fucking got some of this tension out— It’s not my fucking plan to take it out on you, but if you get in my way…"

There’s a small growl as the redheaded Evolved began to grind his rather long blades against the ground, his eyes narrowed on the man in front of him in an almost deadly looking glare. He slowly stepped forwards, dragging the blades along concrete slowly. The growl only becomes louder, and at this point he’s gritting and baring his teeth.

"I suggest you leave right now, Ethan."

[commandercollins]

  Ethan's expression hardened with anger, brows knitting together into a scowl as he was called the different insults by the other.

  Fingers flexing, biomass consumed arms, shimmering blades giving a small hiss in the air as they appeared. Collins rolled his shoulders, clearing his throat and attempting to force words out.

        "I'm not his fuckin' lap dog.           I'm concentratin' real fuckin' hard on not being killed by him."

  A sneer.

        "Oh, and I'm not going any-fucking-where.           I run all the all time and I'm tired of it."

[commandercollins]

welcometoheller

"Go ahead. Shoot me. Be a man," the Runner taunts. "You know what happens to people who shoot me? Sometimes, if they're lucky, I let them live."

  The Commander keeps his handgun held high, one finger focusing in hard concentration on the trigger as eyes narrow in contemplation.

  Within another moment, the man pulls the trigger, sending a bullet right for Heller and then turning to try and bound away.

        "Fuck--"

[childishevolution]

   Wh— 

      Well, she wasn’t expecting this, then again she didn’t expect a lot of things. There were a lot of Evolved, sure, but she knew most of them, or at least had been told. In silence, the smaller one nodded her head slightly, glancing behind him every so often. It was understandable that she was terrified of Blackwatch— right?

  "You— work for him?"

  Of course she meant Zeus, but you never know who might be around the corner.

[commandercollins]

  Collins bent to one knee so he would be eye level with the girl, a slow nod of hesitation being given as biomass swirled away and his hands were visible once again.

        "Yeah, I do.           Why are you here, though....?             You may be Evolved-- But you're little--"

[commandercollins]

"Wow. You're such a kissass I feel like killing you would be a favor."

        "Holy shit--"

  He cowers back a bit, biomass beginning to swirl, but instead, he pulls out his pistol and holds it up to aim with a slight shakiness.

        "You stay the fuck away from me--          I'm not a fuckin' kissass, either--"

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

He was already forcing himself to accept the times he’d been shot, the times he’d almost shoved his blade up Ethan’s ass in front of soldiers, all the times the man had just been rude, but now he was drawing a line. Today, he’d left his home to play around in the RZ. Alone. His walking on the rooftops was supposed to insure that. But, instead, he got an asshole following after him, even when he jogged, even when he ran and skidded to turn in another direction. Eventually giving, he stopped on a large rooftop, spinning around on his heels as his biomass swarmed his arms, forming blades quickly as he stared the other Evolved down.

"What the fuck do you want, Ethan!?"

[commandercollins]

  Following him was a part of his own personal plan to catch Brent fucking up in the line of work.

  For Mercer, of course.

  When the other Evolved stopped after a long chase and as soon as Ethan saw the biomass cover his arms, the same substance twisted and gnarled around his own arms, blades forming over forearms as he landed upon the roof.

  With narrowed eyes and having discarded his helmet back before they even left, Collins eyed the other down, a sneer plastered on his face.

        "I wanna know why the fuck you're not doin' what Mercer asked, Brent."

[sergeantunderwood-archive-blog]

"You fucking sadomasochist." Raises his hand to try and crack his nose again, into a proper position, cringing and hissing in pain as he does. He grits his teeth, taking deep breaths.

"Asshole. You so fucking owe me."

[commandercollins]

  With a smirk and a hand idly rubbing the side of his face, Collins rolls his eyes.

        "I don't owe you shit.           You're just a big baby."

[childishevolution]

   The child jumped in surprise, having hoped she could get away in time. Clutching the stuffed animal filled with biomass in her arms, she turned back towards the man.

   I live here is what she wanted to say, but she could risk getting shot up.

     Not again.

    "Uh—        I.. I got lost?” 

[commandercollins]

  A sniff--     That scent.

  Evolved.

  Collins looked back, making sure the guys around the corner weren't looking for him, and leaning down while taking his helmet off, he allowed biomass to create the blades over his forearms, giving a small smile.

        "Hey, you don't gotta be scared, 'kay?"

  A glance back.

        "I'm Evolved, too."