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exsilium2013-06-23 08:05 pm
of_the_lake) wrote in exsilium2013-06-23 08:05 pm
[VIDEO]
[This is Berserker, standing in one of the training halls. Shortly after the feed comes on, he prompts himself to stand back from it and take his shirt off, immediately confusing his intentions for the message he's about to send. He's not wearing a little collar and bow tie, so there's a low risk that a Chip n'Dales show is about to break out, though. A little off camera, a younger man stands there, holding a roll of duct-tape.]
My Masters. I have little understanding of how to send private messages, so I will simply ignore the necessity. As I understand, you both have been distracted. The benefits of my binding to your wills has provided physical benefits to you both, yet little has come of it. I suppose it's time to change such a thing. Just the same--no, I am not embittered by your refusal to allow my death. I have gotten past such a petty discrepancy.
[He raised his left hand and then set it behind his back horizontally. The young man approached and began duct-taping Berserker's arm to his back.]
Given my perfect mastery of weaponry and incomparable swordsmanship, I cannot teach you in the conventional way. I would recite the saying, 'I can beat you with both arms tied behind my back,' but that would defeat the purpose of you observing my technique. Instead, I will have one arm fixed behind my back to create a semblance of hope for you both.
[The young man finished rolling the duct-tape, heavily rolling his eyes as he listened to Berserker. When he was done, he sauntered off, the sound of him scraping money off the ground heard as he hunched over a little.]
I will remain in one of the training rooms, practicing my conservation of energy. Please arrive at the same time to minimize your injuries.
My Masters. I have little understanding of how to send private messages, so I will simply ignore the necessity. As I understand, you both have been distracted. The benefits of my binding to your wills has provided physical benefits to you both, yet little has come of it. I suppose it's time to change such a thing. Just the same--no, I am not embittered by your refusal to allow my death. I have gotten past such a petty discrepancy.
[He raised his left hand and then set it behind his back horizontally. The young man approached and began duct-taping Berserker's arm to his back.]
Given my perfect mastery of weaponry and incomparable swordsmanship, I cannot teach you in the conventional way. I would recite the saying, 'I can beat you with both arms tied behind my back,' but that would defeat the purpose of you observing my technique. Instead, I will have one arm fixed behind my back to create a semblance of hope for you both.
[The young man finished rolling the duct-tape, heavily rolling his eyes as he listened to Berserker. When he was done, he sauntered off, the sound of him scraping money off the ground heard as he hunched over a little.]
I will remain in one of the training rooms, practicing my conservation of energy. Please arrive at the same time to minimize your injuries.