Guns Out Suns Out

Like what you see? There's always more to look at. {dependent 2p Germany blog for circustaliarpg}

[machtigerstier]

"T'is has nothin' take do with you!"

“No fun huh?” Lutz huffed, crossing his arms as he did. So what if he was kinda eavesdropping on other performers, he was bored and needed something to do. “I wasn’t up to anything bad, no need to have such a harsh tone.”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

Another glare gleamed from the corner of Alistair’s eye. He wasn’t sure what offended him most, that Lutz couldn’t believe someone could fancy him or that he was possibly acting brute towards the one he felt for. Probably the latter. “A'course I am! What kinda question is that?” Yes, he knew he could be…intimidating at times but, he only ever acted violently towards those who deserved it. “Girls’ as fragile as glass! ’M afraid a’ shatterin’ her with just ‘a touch!” Too caught up in defending himself, Alistair let slip out much more than he intended. Feeling a warmth on his face he quickly whipped his head back around, praying to the gods Lutz didn’t see.

[machtigerstier]

"Surely you can have a light enough touch that maybe it'll only be a few cracks," Lutz said before letting out a loud laugh. He did though take on a bit more of a serious tone after the laugh. "You must really like her then if you are that afraid of breaking her with such a simple touch. Maybe let her soften you up a bit."

[machtigerstier]

“I don’t know you, but thanks!"

“No problem kid! I hope you enjoy it, that’s some extra good chocolate there, and I have more where that came from.” Lutz spoke with a wide grin. It was from his personal stash that may or may not be supplied from the concession stand that he may or may not just be taking.

[tinytundratiger-blog]

machtigerstier:

“Maybe you should show me how strong you are!” Lutz let out a laugh, goofily tilting back when Örjan poked him back.

“I’m real strong, watch!” Letting out a playful growl, Örjan suddenly tried to tackle Lutz, too small to do much of anything, but still determined.

[machtigerstier]

Lutz dramatically flopped back when Örjan tackled him. "You sure are strong!" He let out a laugh. "If you're this strong now, I can't imagine how strong you'll be once you're older?"

[machtigerstier]

“I don’t know you, but thanks!"

“No problem kid! I hope you enjoy it, that’s some extra good chocolate there, and I have more where that came from.” Lutz spoke with a wide grin. It was from his personal stash that may or may not be supplied from the concession stand that he may or may not just be taking.

[tinytundratiger-blog]

machtigerstier:

“Tigers don’t like being carried, huh? Does that include you?” He joked, gently poking Örjan in the chest. “Do you not like to be picked up either? Too strong of a tiger?”

“Nope! I don’t need to be carried, I can walk all by myself!” He giggled and tried to poke Lutz back. “I’m too strong to be carried around!’

[machtigerstier]

"Maybe you should show me how strong you are!" Lutz let out a laugh, goofily tilting back when Örjan poked him back.

[machtigerstier]

"T'is has nothin' take do with you!"

“No fun huh?” Lutz huffed, crossing his arms as he did. So what if he was kinda eavesdropping on other performers, he was bored and needed something to do. “I wasn’t up to anything bad, no need to have such a harsh tone.”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

The flash of his anger fading away to an irritated steam, Alistair whipped his head back around towards Lutz, disgruntled over just how easily the other managed to pick up on what was getting to him. “Aye…” He grumbled. “But what buisness a’ t'at’ is yers?

[machtigerstier]

“Just curious really. I didn’t pick you to be a person to get the hots for some, but hey, what do I know there.” He gave a small shrug as he spoke, but he wide grin was still there. “You having any luck getting her?”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

Usually…Alistair wasn’t that kind of person. Though…perhaps he was growing soft with age. “Sorta.” Alistair hadn’t exactly tried to make any sort of moves yet, it wasn’t that he was afraid to it was just, he didn’t want Josephine to get…overwhelmed, to become…scared of him. “I can tell she’s got a thing fer me.” Real humble there Alistair. “But…she’s a skittish one.”

[machtigerstier]

"A skittish one? And she's got feelings for you? You must have something to you if you've got a skittish girl liking you." Lutz wiggled his eyebrows at Alistair before letting out a laugh. "Frankly, you do look like you can decapitate someone. You being gentle with her?"

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

“Wow, there’s a stick wedged so far up your ass I don’t think I can even pull it out.”

With an utterly offended look, Roderich sputtered a tad. “I– I beg your pardon?! How rude!” He huffed, giving the man an incredulous glare. “Have you nothing better to do than needlessly insult me, or have you muscles where your brain ought to be?”

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

machtigerstier:

“And that’s why you’re working here, huh?” Lutz gave Roderich a look of disbelief. “Who are those people? Name two of them.”

“W-Well– if I were in a condition to be able to perform elsewhere, I would be. But that’s not the case…”

He paused a long moment, trying to think of names. “…Josephine would, I’m sure. She’s a bright young woman, well read. And– And Markell, perhaps. He’s very well mannered. There are others, plenty of others, you just don’t take the time to notice.”

[machtigerstier]

Lutz let out an almost amused huff, seeming almost amused at Roderich's hesitation. "Would they? Josephine maybe, but that dude? He doesn't seem to be one to find your humour amusing."

[machtigerstier]

"T'is has nothin' take do with you!"

“No fun huh?” Lutz huffed, crossing his arms as he did. So what if he was kinda eavesdropping on other performers, he was bored and needed something to do. “I wasn’t up to anything bad, no need to have such a harsh tone.”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

The flash of his anger fading away to an irritated steam, Alistair whipped his head back around towards Lutz, disgruntled over just how easily the other managed to pick up on what was getting to him. “Aye…” He grumbled. “But what buisness a’ t'at’ is yers?

[machtigerstier]

"Just curious really. I didn't pick you to be a person to get the hots for some, but hey, what do I know there." He gave a small shrug as he spoke, but he wide grin was still there. "You having any luck getting her?"

[machtigerstier]

“I don’t know you, but thanks!"

“No problem kid! I hope you enjoy it, that’s some extra good chocolate there, and I have more where that came from.” Lutz spoke with a wide grin. It was from his personal stash that may or may not be supplied from the concession stand that he may or may not just be taking.

[tinytundratiger-blog]

machtigerstier:

“I do all sorts of things! I can do both those easily.” He let out a laugh at that. “I may not be able to fight one, but I could probably lift one.”

“Nuh uh!” Örjan giggled. “A tiger wouldn’t let you lift it! Tigers don’t need to be carried around!” Though he said that, he was certainly easy enough to pick up if you had the strength, and he certainly didn’t mind being held and coddled. He’d just never admit it.

[machtigerstier]

"Tigers don't like being carried, huh? Does that include you?" He joked, gently poking Örjan in the chest. "Do you not like to be picked up either? Too strong of a tiger?"

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

“Wow, there’s a stick wedged so far up your ass I don’t think I can even pull it out.”

With an utterly offended look, Roderich sputtered a tad. “I– I beg your pardon?! How rude!” He huffed, giving the man an incredulous glare. “Have you nothing better to do than needlessly insult me, or have you muscles where your brain ought to be?”

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

machtigerstier:

“Clearly you didn’t go to high school then if you think that.” He huffed, crossing his arms. “Refined, or is it just something only you understand?”

“I-I went to school! And I did quite well, for your information.” The comment was a bit hesitant, not a complete lie, but not the complete truth. While he had graduated high school, it was college he’d never completed, thanks to the curse he’d been saddled with. Averting his gaze, he grumbled. “There are people who would understand, they are just not ruffians like you.”

[machtigerstier]

"And that's why you're working here, huh?" Lutz gave Roderich a look of disbelief. "Who are those people? Name two of them."

[machtigerstier]

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

“Wow, there’s a stick wedged so far up your ass I don’t think I can even pull it out.”

With an utterly offended look, Roderich sputtered a tad. “I– I beg your pardon?! How rude!” He huffed, giving the man an incredulous glare. “Have you nothing better to do than needlessly insult me, or have you muscles where your brain ought to be?”

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

machtigerstier:

“Really? I don’t believe you have jack shit for what else to call people!” He almost let out a laugh at that. “To everyone else it’s funny! You just have no sense of humour.”

“Anyone who thinks insulting another is at all funny is a fool in my opinion. And I do too have a sense of humor, it is simply more refined than yours.” He huffed, arms crossed. “I can’t expect someone like you to understand it.”

[machtigerstier]

"Clearly you didn't go to high school then if you think that." He huffed, crossing his arms. "Refined, or is it just something only you understand?"

[machtigerstier]

“I don’t know you, but thanks!"

“No problem kid! I hope you enjoy it, that’s some extra good chocolate there, and I have more where that came from.” Lutz spoke with a wide grin. It was from his personal stash that may or may not be supplied from the concession stand that he may or may not just be taking.

[tinytundratiger-blog]

machtigerstier:

“You’ll probably grow to be as big as her then.” Lutz grinned before giving a nod. “You bet I am. Can’t be the strongman of you aren’t strong!”

“I hope so! Mama’s real strong!” Örjan continued to bounce on the balls of his feet, filled with energy. “You’re a strongman? Do you lift real heavy stuff? Or punch through walls?? I betcha you can’t fight a tiger though. Tiger’s are strong too!”

[machtigerstier]

"I do all sorts of things! I can do both those easily." He let out a laugh at that. "I may not be able to fight one, but I could probably lift one."

[machtigerstier]

"T'is has nothin' take do with you!"

“No fun huh?” Lutz huffed, crossing his arms as he did. So what if he was kinda eavesdropping on other performers, he was bored and needed something to do. “I wasn’t up to anything bad, no need to have such a harsh tone.”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

Teeth baring, Alistair felt his jaw clench, not having much success with trying to hold his tongue. He never really had been good at that. “Don’t believe? Fine. I don’t give a fuck.” Honestly, he was just relived that Meg had left before he realized scarface over there was listening in to their conversation. “Just…focus on yer act more t'an what other folks be bullshitin’ ‘bout.

[machtigerstier]

Lutz took a step back, holding up his hands. “Calm your ass before you leap up there and bite someone in the ass.” He let his hands fall back to his sides slowly. “I am focusing on my act. Got no music for today so I was just listening around, jeez.”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

Now they just seemed to be going in circles. Again, it wasn’t the fact that the guy had been listening in on their conversation, hell Alistair did that all the time, it was just the importance of what was being discussed, or who, rather

.

“Fine…just…Whatever…” Alistair shook his head, hoping to expell the steam of his own aggravation. Why did he give such damn lot about all this?

[machtigerstier]

Lutz was quiet a moment before flashing Alistair a grin. "I am sorry for eavesdropping a bit there, but sounds to me like you've got the hots for someone," he said with a laugh. "They got a name?"

[machtigerstier]

“I don’t know you, but thanks!"

“No problem kid! I hope you enjoy it, that’s some extra good chocolate there, and I have more where that came from.” Lutz spoke with a wide grin. It was from his personal stash that may or may not be supplied from the concession stand that he may or may not just be taking.

[tinytundratiger-blog]

Örjan grinned excitedly. So many people at this circus were so nice! “Really?? Awesome!” He took a bite of the chocolate. “You’re real cool, mister.” Anyone who gave out free chocolate was cool in Örjan’s books.

[machtigerstier]

“Of course I’m cool.” He flashed a wide grin at Örjan. His grin though quickly changed into a more curious look. “You could be cool too, even with…cat ears?”

[tinytundratiger-blog]

Örjan's​ ears perked up and he grinned. “I’m a tiger! I’m not real big yet, but one day I will be and then I’ll be real strong!”

[machtigerstier]

“A tiger! Well then, you’ll certainly be cool! What’s not cool about being a tiger?” Lutz laughed. Being mauled by a tiger would be very uncool. “How old are you now?”

[tinytundratiger-blog]

“I’m seven and a half!” Örjan grinned proudly. “I’m small when I’m a tiger right now, but Mama says that once I’m ten, I’m gonna grow real fast and get big and strong!”

[machtigerstier]

“Well you’ll certainly be a surprise to those who do anything to you then.” Lutz laughed. “I bet you’ll be an extra big tiger.”

[tinytundratiger-blog]

“Yeah! Mama’s real big and strong, so I wanna be just like her!” He gave a tiny growl, followed by an excited giggle. “Are you strong, Mister?”

[machtigerstier]

"You'll probably grow to be as big as her then." Lutz grinned before giving a nod. "You bet I am. Can't be the strongman of you aren't strong!"

[machtigerstier]

"T'is has nothin' take do with you!"

“No fun huh?” Lutz huffed, crossing his arms as he did. So what if he was kinda eavesdropping on other performers, he was bored and needed something to do. “I wasn’t up to anything bad, no need to have such a harsh tone.”

[wicked-ones-grin-blog]

Teeth baring, Alistair felt his jaw clench, not having much success with trying to hold his tongue. He never really had been good at that. “Don’t believe? Fine. I don’t give a fuck.” Honestly, he was just relived that Meg had left before he realized scarface over there was listening in to their conversation. “Just…focus on yer act more t'an what other folks be bullshitin’ ‘bout.

[machtigerstier]

Lutz took a step back, holding up his hands. "Calm your ass before you leap up there and bite someone in the ass." He let his hands fall back to his sides slowly. "I am focusing on my act. Got no music for today so I was just listening around, jeez."

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

“Wow, there’s a stick wedged so far up your ass I don’t think I can even pull it out.”

With an utterly offended look, Roderich sputtered a tad. “I– I beg your pardon?! How rude!” He huffed, giving the man an incredulous glare. “Have you nothing better to do than needlessly insult me, or have you muscles where your brain ought to be?”

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

machtigerstier:

“Hooligans? Can’t you come up with anything better? I’ve heard you call everyone here that at least five times each! How is that proper?” Lutz was quick to protest. “I started talking to you as a joke, you’re the one one who took it this way.”

“There are plenty of other words I could use to describe, but I refrain from using them.” He shot a glare at the man. “A joke?! How is insulting me for no reason supposed to be a joke?”

[machtigerstier]

"Really? I don't believe you have jack shit for what else to call people!" He almost let out a laugh at that. "To everyone else it's funny! You just have no sense of humour."

[machtigerstier]

“I don’t know you, but thanks!"

“No problem kid! I hope you enjoy it, that’s some extra good chocolate there, and I have more where that came from.” Lutz spoke with a wide grin. It was from his personal stash that may or may not be supplied from the concession stand that he may or may not just be taking.

[tinytundratiger-blog]

Örjan grinned excitedly. So many people at this circus were so nice! “Really?? Awesome!” He took a bite of the chocolate. “You’re real cool, mister.” Anyone who gave out free chocolate was cool in Örjan’s books.

[machtigerstier]

“Of course I’m cool.” He flashed a wide grin at Örjan. His grin though quickly changed into a more curious look. “You could be cool too, even with…cat ears?”

[tinytundratiger-blog]

Örjan's​ ears perked up and he grinned. “I’m a tiger! I’m not real big yet, but one day I will be and then I’ll be real strong!”

[machtigerstier]

“A tiger! Well then, you’ll certainly be cool! What’s not cool about being a tiger?” Lutz laughed. Being mauled by a tiger would be very uncool. “How old are you now?”

[tinytundratiger-blog]

“I’m seven and a half!” Örjan grinned proudly. “I’m small when I’m a tiger right now, but Mama says that once I’m ten, I’m gonna grow real fast and get big and strong!”

[machtigerstier]

"Well you'll certainly be a surprise to those who do anything to you then." Lutz laughed. "I bet you'll be an extra big tiger."

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

“Wow, there’s a stick wedged so far up your ass I don’t think I can even pull it out.”

With an utterly offended look, Roderich sputtered a tad. “I– I beg your pardon?! How rude!” He huffed, giving the man an incredulous glare. “Have you nothing better to do than needlessly insult me, or have you muscles where your brain ought to be?”

[chordsandchaos-blog1]

machtigerstier:

“A stuck up prick with a stick up his ass! Can’t take no jokes about it.” Lutz frowned at the other. “I do think! I’m not stupid or anything like that, you pretentious ass.”

“I am not stuck up! I simply am proper, unlike most of you hooligans here.” He huffed, crossing his arms over his chest bristly. “If you are not stupid, how is it you can only throw baseless insults at me instead of holding polite conversation?”

[machtigerstier]

"Hooligans? Can't you come up with anything better? I've heard you call everyone here that at least five times each! How is that proper?" Lutz was quick to protest. "I started talking to you as a joke, you're the one one who took it this way."