un: sieglindesullivan / video

[grunehexe]

[If you've ever seen an illegal cam recording from the back row of a theater, you are familiar with the style of this broadcast.

Observe, (as best you can), the players upon the stage. The stage being the cave in which many of them have taken shelter from the storm outside, specifically a large, flat rock, at which two fine male specimens you may recognize as Achilles, son of Peleus, and a certain McCree, locked in the midst of a fierce... arm wrestling battle.

Bare arm muscles flexing, beads of sweat dripping, jaws gritting, knuckles white and shaking, eyes narrowed in concentration and competition, testosterone veritably sparking in the air... as two very fit grown men have it out in a no holds barred thirst-fanning battle of the bulges. Arm muscle bulges.

You might catch glimpse of the lovely referee, (blond, very appropriately serious about judging this contest, thanks, Riza), and hear snatches of people rooting for a particular candidate, (the broadcaster herself seems to favor Achilles, if "steel yourself for victory, Achilles!" is any indication), but mostly this is about enjoying a good man on man test of strength.

Until, that is, a voice can be heard.]

- Are you recording that?

[The video sadly? and promptly goes black as the magitek jewelry is clutched to a bosom in scandalous retort.]

Is it not a sight worth sharing? For posterity, you see-

[And apparently she thought it best to post... for posterty. What? Any lady or inclined fella unfortunate enough to not see it go down surely wouldn't want to miss the show... ?]

Comments

[whatshimadayou]

[Hanzo scoffs gently.]

Simply because you have difficulty climbing a mountain does not mean you are clumsy, Olivia.

[winces]

Oh, I know... I'm clumsy for other reasons!

[ but she waves a hand in the air, seeming to just Accept this about herself. ]

Since Mr. McCree is your friend, will you not cheer him on?

[whatshimadayou]

[Hanzo raises a brow.] I doubt he needs any encouragement from me.

[winces]

Maybe not... but it will make him feel better, won't it?

[ because he's obviously going to lose, i mean have you seen her bf, hanzo, c'mon.

gently, she nudges him with an elbow. ]

I'll cheer along with you, if you're shy.

[whatshimadayou]

I do not think he needs me to make himself feel good about himself.

[Hanzo rolls his eyes a little, then pauses when she nudges him.]

I'm not shy. Cheer as you'd like, if you can watch them.

[winces]

Don't be silly... Everyone needs a little encouragement every now and then! And even if he doesn't, that doesn't mean he still won't appreciate it.

[ she purses her lips a little though, watching his profile. she has a feeling he might be a bit more stubborn about this than usual so perhaps... maybe with a little encouragement of her own...

she turns to the two men, locked in battle. musters up all of her energy and volume and— ]

Go Achilles!! You can do it!! Show that silly man who's boss!!

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[whatshimadayou]

This is foolish.

[Hanzo folds his arms and looks away, frowning to himself when she starts cheering.

For Achilles. Everyone seems to be.

He knows logically that when -- and it's only a matter of when -- McCree loses, he will take it well, take it in stride, walk with that self assured swagger of his away from it with lazy smile. Why would he need any encouragement for a match he will lose to anyway?

It doesn't make much sense to him, but Hanzo sighs and turns his head and watches the two again. It's stupid.]

[whatshimadayou]

Jesse! Do your best!

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[winces]

[ ehe! it's working! olivia spares a moment to turn to hanzo and smile proudly—

only to stop when she realizes that his cheers were much louder than hers, and in doing so, has spurred many of the others in the crowd to start cheering for mccree now... ]

2/2

[winces]

[ AND SHE CAN'T HAVE THAT?? ]

MURDER HIM, ACHILLES!!

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[whatshimadayou]

[WOW OLIVIA WHAT THE HELL]

[whatshimadayou]

DESTROY YOUR OPPONENT!

[winces]

[ you helped create this monster okay... s..omehow.......... ]

DON'T STOP UNTIL HE CRIES!

[whatshimadayou]

[wow okay you did this to yourself]

SNAP HIS FINGERS AND MAKE HIS ANCESTORS BEG FOR MERCY!

ok but i couldn't not...

[winces]

[ nah ]

WAVE HIS DECAPITATED HEAD ON A STICK IN FRONT OF HIS WEEPING MOTHER!

[whatshimadayou]

[what the fuck olivia

Hanzo legitimately has to stare at her now.]

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[winces]

[ you know those moments when you never really hear your words until you hear them reverberating off the walls of a cave you and a couple dozen of other people, some of whom are your closest friends, share?

she's having that moment right now. ]

2/2

[winces]

O-Or... Or something... eheh.

[ please excuse her as she tries to hide her face behind a squirming leukos. ]

[whatshimadayou]

Well.

That was remarkably. Passionate.

[winces]

[ she makes a low, groaning noise behind the squidge, who blinks up at hanzo with mild concern. ]

Nnnngh no don't talk about it, I'm so embarrassed...!

[whatshimadayou]

His head on a stick.

[grunehexe]

[What in the seven hells, Olivia???

... You too, Hanzo!]

[winces]

[ IN A WAY, THIS IS YOUR FAULT??? ]

[whatshimadayou]

[yes, exactly.]

[grunehexe]

[Wow, you two...]