[Snap out of it? That was rich. He could almost admire the irony if he wasn't so on edge from not just this but the whole experience. Whatever relief he might have found in laying eyes on Sebastian again and knowing that he was actually alright was stamped down by the concern that at any moment someone else could just turn up and start attacking again. That he wouldn’t ever make it out of this never ending trial that had well and truly pushed him to his limits by continuing to show him those scant few important people in his life and forcing him to give them up for their own safety. It was such an incredibly small list and yet somehow this damn place had managed to make it happen not once but twice. How the hell it had managed to do so, he still had no idea and he hated that.
The glaring blonde was still furious enough to take a pot shot and get lucky with it if the way he was holding himself and that spear of his was any indication. He knew that he would do so in the same position, but then that's what he was made for; attacking, violence, destruction. Simple things that made sense. Yazoo kept his distance, kept moving slowly away and out of melee striking range as he kept his attention flicking back and forth between the two men while he attempted to be alert to his surroundings. Difficult given there was only one of him and so many openings to be attacked from.
Battered, burned, distrustful and with a glint in his cat-like eyes that seemed to be towing the line between cold fury and chaos induced madness. Arguably a normal state for the Remnant by some, though this felt different than the usual state of being for him. This felt more out of control and wild. Once more he couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation now that he had all the pieces put before him.]
Oh? Am I supposed to wake up now? Will that magically make everything better for you? Please, spare me this…Whatever this is. Do your job and take the shot or let Sunshine there try his luck.
[It was pointless to goad them most likely, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to. For all he knew, if he stopped playing this role like he’d done previously, things would get so much worse for everyone involved around him and he was not about to let that be the case. Again he kept himself facing the others as he slowly worked his way towards the overhanging beams as subtly as he could.]
He gets it. Don’t you, Sunshine? Going to let me ruin your day again? You would be the type, wouldn’t you? Too worried about what others will think of you to actually do something for yourself because you want to. Because it’s the smart thing to do. Anymore pathetic and I’d shoot you to put you out of your misery.
[Instead he took several more steps back out onto the beams, height be damned, as he aimed for Sebastian instead as he continued to challenge Finnick and what scant patience he may have left.] But you’re not the threat here, are you, Sunshine.
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The glaring blonde was still furious enough to take a pot shot and get lucky with it if the way he was holding himself and that spear of his was any indication. He knew that he would do so in the same position, but then that's what he was made for; attacking, violence, destruction. Simple things that made sense. Yazoo kept his distance, kept moving slowly away and out of melee striking range as he kept his attention flicking back and forth between the two men while he attempted to be alert to his surroundings. Difficult given there was only one of him and so many openings to be attacked from.
Battered, burned, distrustful and with a glint in his cat-like eyes that seemed to be towing the line between cold fury and chaos induced madness. Arguably a normal state for the Remnant by some, though this felt different than the usual state of being for him. This felt more out of control and wild. Once more he couldn’t help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation now that he had all the pieces put before him.]
Oh? Am I supposed to wake up now? Will that magically make everything better for you? Please, spare me this…Whatever this is. Do your job and take the shot or let Sunshine there try his luck.
[It was pointless to goad them most likely, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to. For all he knew, if he stopped playing this role like he’d done previously, things would get so much worse for everyone involved around him and he was not about to let that be the case. Again he kept himself facing the others as he slowly worked his way towards the overhanging beams as subtly as he could.]
He gets it. Don’t you, Sunshine? Going to let me ruin your day again? You would be the type, wouldn’t you? Too worried about what others will think of you to actually do something for yourself because you want to. Because it’s the smart thing to do. Anymore pathetic and I’d shoot you to put you out of your misery.
[Instead he took several more steps back out onto the beams, height be damned, as he aimed for Sebastian instead as he continued to challenge Finnick and what scant patience he may have left.] But you’re not the threat here, are you, Sunshine.