legundo's been going back and forth around his villagers for about half an hour now by viking's best estimate. sometimes he talks to himself, but it's all idle chatter that viking really has no interest in, so in effect viking is getting nothing by just sort of waiting around -- and he's not even phased into the wall, he's just standing on top of something and legundo straight up hasn't looked at him yet.
which just won't do, so, viking waits until legundo's right under his perch, at arm's length, to make his next move.
"bell noises."
legundo scrambles back several paces, not only nearly dropping the pickaxe in his hand but also knocking a villager in a minecart down a railtrack. "viking, you can't just -- how long have you been here, nearly gave me a heart attack,"
"eh," viking says, shrugging, "five, ten, fifteen minutes maybe? you just didn't see me."
"you were in the wall," legundo protests, "what, do you expect me to just assume you're always watching me?"
viking's snicker is less of an unhinged giggle and more of a soft, low noise. "eheh. wasn't even hiding, legs. i was out in plain sight. you just didn't see me."
legundo stops with his hand on an empty minecart, and his involuntary shaking slows just a bit, which viking is pretty used to in terms of body language by now, because it means-- "viking, you're doing the voice again."
which isn't quite true and they both know it -- there's been no mania, no fervent and desperate energy behind the low tone. but viking will take partial recognition, honestly. at least legundo's picking up on things, unlike -- no, wouldn't do to think about that, stay focused. "which i shouldn't do," viking says, slowly, "because it scares you?"
"okay," legundo says, "okay no this is actually new and worse to be honest. how did you get worse. i don't like that."
viking snickers again. there's no joy in it. "i don't either."
legundo stares at him. just. stares at him. viking sits down on the wall, leans his head against one hand, and stares back. legundo backs away slowly, like he's worried viking is going to lunge.
"i'm not gonna hurt ya, buddy," viking says. "wouldn't do that to a friend. friends don't hurt friends, right legs?"
"i cannot express enough how uncomfortable this is making me," legundo responds, fiddling with his crossbow.
viking snorts. "shoot at me and i phase through the wall and you accomplish absolutely nothing."
legundo's fingers slip on the crossbow bolt he's loading, fumble and cause the bow to fire early and snap the arrow in half uselessly. he curses softly and closes his hand around the broken arrow.
"i just want to talk," viking continues. "that's all."
"right," legundo says, and his voice has reached that exact pitch between annoyance and fear that tells viking he needs to make a point quickly, "so, out with it, what horrible scheme are you going to try and rope me into this time?"
viking rolls his eyes, waves one hand, head still propped up on his other hand. "no scheme, just wanna know something."
"which is?"
viking hops off the wall onto the ground, pushing off the side with both hands to land a respectable but short distance between himself and legundo (who, predictably, backpedals, but not enough to get away entirely). "you. you're scared of me, legs. why are you scared of me?"
legundo does that nervous, panicked laugh that viking has always understood to mean he needs to close distance or legundo will bolt. "viking," he says, "seriously, what's going on?"
viking takes a step forward. "answer my question first."
"no, seriously-"
"answer the question, legundo."
"i don't know," legundo says, almost squeaks, "you're just creepy!"
"mhm," viking says, and now he is right up in legundo's face and there is just a little tiny bit of manic light back in his eyes. "so! how do i get worse?"
"worse!?" legundo looks a little like one of those toys where you squeeze them and their eyes bulge out right about now. it's not exactly the reaction viking was hoping for, but it's within the expected range of reactions, he'll take it.
"yeah," viking says, "worse. 'cause you take me seriously when you're scared of me, gundo. but everyone else? nobody else takes me seriously at all. therefore: how do i get worse."
legundo raises a finger, one hand clutching his heart, and takes a shaky breath in. viking waits patiently for him to compose himself. "ohhhhkay. okay. listen, viking, you don't want to go where you're going right now."
"nope," viking says, popping the p just a little, enunciation extra strained, "but it's either this or start killing at this rate, and c'mon, we don't need a second shadowmech type situation around!"
"oh," legundo says, "oh you're serious serious. oh i don't like that at all."
he turns. viking's pickaxe is already in his hand and then stuck into the waystone before he can get that distance. "nope," viking says, voice still flat and dull, "no, you are not running away right now, we are going to talk."
"viking," legundo says. "viking. buddy? you need to calm down. you need to take several deep breaths and you need to calm down."
viking's laugh, unlike the glint in his eyes, can no longer be mistaken for mania. it's just pure desperation all the way down, nothing else to temper it. "already tried that!"
he stops. shakes his head like it'll help clear his thoughts, even though he already knows it won't work. forces his tone back to steady. "already tried that."
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I'm so tired that everytime charles gets pole all the f1 content pages start talking about most pole without wdc, conversion to win, jokes about charles pole / max win
When other non red bull drivers get pole this season is always a moment of celebration, considering how dominant red bull are, but with charles it turn to a opportunity to mock him
And even him said in a interview yesterday that he doesn't get much excited for the poles anymore because Sunday is what matters. Last weekend he also talked about people focusing on the convention to win as a bad thing, when he simply doesn't have the car.
I feel like the way people and media are always focusing on this when he gets pole is also starting to make him enjoy less the poles he gets now
i noticed that too! when he immediately went on about his pole vs win conversion and the only reason why he knew that is because he saw that topic being all over twitter during austin and has not been able to stop talking abt that stat, or ask ppl to stop talking abt that stat in general
i think it comes from the fact that ferrari is one of the most iconic and well-known brands, everyone who knows abou f1 KNOWS about ferrari, so if charles gets pole is not about him, is about FERRARI being on pole; and when he doesn't win, it's not about ferrari losing, it's about CHARLES losing. it's also bc charles himself is one of the most beloved drivers and just his face is very marketable so he despite him not having a wdc title, he is everywhere, and that means more eyes on him specially on sundays
i wish ppl would put some respect on his name, because he has been very consistent with this driving throughout the years and has been one of the drivers that has challenged max the most (who drives the most dominant car on the grid) despite never having a dominant car himself. idk at the end of the day it also falls on ferrari not being a circus so their drivers don't make fun of themselves on the track, but that's a whole other topic lmao
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#i watched this scene with 陈老师 and said 好美我看着都想结婚 and he went 👀那再看一遍???? Jie jie...tell us more about 陈老师! 😊😊😊
ahahahahaha 来吧,吃吃我的瓜😂 if y'all have been following me on insta, y'all would've been Very Exposed to 陈老师 already, so......
OKAY so uhhhh some months ago, 秦律师 and i decided to call it quits. he was offered a permanent position back in hangzhou that paid a heck lot better and had way better benefits than his auckland firm, and it was just the kind of career move that he had to take (fair, i would've done the same). he asked me to quit my job to go to hangzhou with him, but uh because of a variety of reasons (a huge part of it was that giving up my career was a hard limit), i eventually said no. it wasn't a bad breakup, per se, but it was still :/ because we'd been together for about 3 years at that stage, and prior to this, we'd been very seriously talking about getting married???
enter 陈老师! so i'd actually known 陈老师 for more than a year at that point?? 陈老师 is a sound engineer working at the local tv station by day, and does some 直播(to pre-emptively answer an faq: 不露脸的那种,唱歌的)when he's free at night. we first met when i went with one of my clients to the station for an interview. we have quite a huge mutual friend circle but i'd never run into him before, but since we met at the tv station, we just.....sort of kept running into each other??
陈老师 says he had a crush on me from the moment he heard me quietly threatening my client not to say anything i told him not to say, but ahahahahaha it wasn't obvious until 秦律师 and i broke up imo. first 陈老师 started showing up at group events a lot more, then we started going out for coffees alone, and then we went through this super weird week where he kept calling me jiejie (because one of his friends told him that might do the trick) (it didn't but i was tempted 😂), and that sort of just progressed to him awkwardly telling me he likes me and then, get this, literally getting so embarrassed he had to run away before following it up again by wechat (over a song). it was weirdly cute. i said yes.
ANYWAY he's still a bit awkward, but he's found this trick where every time he want to express something Important, he'll do it by song so he doesn't mess it up, the concept is hilarious, but in practise it's actually quite heart-warming ahahahahaha all the covers i've put up on insta are songs 陈老师 covers and sends to me 🥰
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