let me see you start a war, start a riot [OPEN]

[metalivore]

Who: Gajeel Redfox and OPEN
What: Someone who probably shouldn't be allowed to roam the streets unattended does exactly that.
When: Now-ish
Where: A park OR some science facility OR just about anywhere in L.A.
Warnings: Gajeel is kind of his own warning

Option A: Some Jerky Loser (day)

Oh, what, were you going to sit here? Was anyone going to sit here? Too bad. This entire park bench is now being taken up by a young man with pieces of metal embedded in his forearms and an expression like he is quite literally just waiting for an excuse to punch someone. He doesn't seem to have much of anything else to do, either, judging by how, if left alone, he will just sit there for a good hour, checking the time on a battered, bricklike cellphone every so often and glaring threateningly at anyone who walks by.

Apparently this asshole has just arbitrarily claimed this bench as his property.

[OOC: Feel free to ignore this starter; Gajeel can also be found either at the auto shop where he works (where he will stand off to the side and look bored until he's told to do something), or just about anywhere else in the city (where he will usually either keep up this same look-threatening-and-don't-talk-to-anyone crud or actively pick fights). Sometimes he might stand around in hardware stores and scrutinize packages of bolts and the like a little more carefully than is entirely normal. If you want a different specific starter, let me know!]

Option B: Some Jerky Supervillain (night)

Gajeel doesn't always have any sort of actual goal when he does things that could get him arrested, which makes tonight kind of a novelty. He figures it's about time he started moving up, getting a reputation beyond just smashing things, and he's pretty sure breaking into a science facility late at night and stealing some important science thing is a pretty effective way to do that.

Of course, he has no idea what any of this stuff is, he's literally just going to grab whatever looks important. He doesn't know what he's going to do with it either. Sell it, maybe; if he does that as Iron Dragon, they can't trace that to Gajeel Redfox, right? Sounds like a plan to him.

Any alarms he sets off in the process of breaking in are completely ignored, any guards met with a swift, sharp impact from a metal club. He doesn't really bother to check how much damage he did, not even to insure that they aren't conscious enough to call for reinforcements, because he's fully confident that he can take whatever they may throw at him. Instead, he just keeps making his way through the building, keeping an eye out for something that seems to be worth stealing.

Comments

[metalivore]

There have to be limits to how angry Gajeel can look, but they don't seem to have been reached yet. He stiffens up with a louder growl, then shifts forward on the bench, apparently actually considering standing up.

"You better watch yourself, 'cuz I got nothing better to do than demonstrate if you can't take a goddamn hint." Threatening random strangers in a public space is a great idea, obviously.

[wreckerscombine]

"Clearly." She gestures towards the bench.

Continuing to provoke a really crabby guy who looks ready to punch you. Also a great idea.

[metalivore]

Wow, excuse you, Gajeel may say himself that he has absolutely nothing to do but that doesn't mean you get to comment on it. He practically slams his feet against the ground from how quickly he stands up, looming as effectively as he possibly can. He's actually pretty good at looming, but who knows whether it will have the desired effect in this case.

"Fuck. Off."

[wreckerscombine]

Alright, messing with people is one thing, but this guy’s just plain old angry. And at this point, Rotorstorm’s not even sure she wants to bother. Except it’s not like she can just walk away either. Not like this. It just wouldn’t look good.

She crosses her arms and straightens up – looking him straight in the eye. “Ever try asking for something? It could do you wonders.” Not like she was the one who started this or anything.

[metalivore]

"Every try getting out of people's faces when they tell you to?" he snaps, as he takes another step forward so that he is now pretty undeniably getting in her face. What do you expect from this enormous infant, Rotorstorm.

[wreckerscombine]

Rotorstorm stands on her toes and stares him down – arms still crossed. Right back at you, buddy. “Not really. People usually want me in their face.”

[metalivore]

"Can't imagine why." This time he lifts his hands, and the last word is punctuated by a quick shove against her shoulders.

[wreckerscombine]

Rotorstorm manages to keep her footing as she stumbles backwards a few steps from the shove, then gives a big, overly dramatic sigh. “I guess there's always going to be some people with bad taste.”

[metalivore]

"Funny, seemed like you said that just a couple seconds ago." He takes another step forward, balling his hands into fists by his sides.

[wreckerscombine]

“Did I?”

Rotorstorm taps her chin, trying to remember. Gotta work on her material – can’t keep repeating the same stuff over and over.

She shrugs and shakes her head. “Sorry pal. Guess it must true, then.”

[metalivore]

After several seconds of silent glaring and sneering, Gajeel snarls, "You done yet?"

Basically, he can no longer be bothered to think of any clever retorts so he's just going to go back to glowering. What a winner.

[wreckerscombine]

You know, this is almost a bit of a letdown. What’s she supposed to say to that? Then again, it’s not like this conversation was going anywhere good either.

She shrugs. “Guess so, since you’re asking and all.” Kind of a weird way to exit.

[metalivore]

He growls. "Good. You better be, I've got better things to do than put up with you." That is an outright lie.

He spins around to stomp back over to the bench, making sure to flip her off.

[wreckerscombine]

“Yeah, sure. Have fun on your bench.”

Time to get out of this fucking park.