( video ) un: achilles

[heelies]

[As when storm-bruised clouds cast their dark pall over the sky, a harbinger of the torrent and tempest to come, so appears the countenance of Peleus' son. He is harnessed in the glorious armor that lame-foot Hephaestus did forge for him, and upon his head fiercely glints the golden helmet which once served as a beacon to the Myrmidons and all of the vast host of war-loving Argives. Like the thunder that is hurled by almighty Zeus who bears the aegis, his voice roars out over the network.]

Koltira, you whose heart is blackened with vile hatred! Hear now the son of Peleus, Achilles, best of all the Achaeans - I whose pride was rent by your blade when you did raise arms without first issuing a proper challenge as is honorable between warriors. I demand that you meet me in single combat, that I may avenge myself and slake my spear upon your blood. Meet me then to the east of the town ere the sun touches the far horizon, where it settles for the night into the couch of the desert - unless the worm of cowardice burrows deep within your breast to weaken your fighting spirit!

It is for this reason that I give my challenge in this public forum, that others may bear witness and hold you accountable to this duel. What say you, Koltira? Recoil not from the bloodshed you so take pleasure in! Long has my anger rankled in my breast, and long has my pride festered without salve potent enough to soothe it, for the cure lies only in victory by dint of my spear. Thus, today I wait no more!

[In the colloquialisms of the locals: This town ain't big enough for the both of us.]

Comments

[fateality]

Oh, too true. And the occasional fisticuffs. It's almost adorable.

[cachemoney]

Almost is the key word. It's tipping into ridiculous territory for me.

[fateality]

You can't tell me you've never witnessed a fight between two men over a feud before.

[cachemoney]

With so much talking? Hell, no. Feuds on Pandora are fought with bullets and blood, not... duels. Or public shaming?

[fateality]

You don't think this will get bloody, fancy talk aside from good ol' "honor-bound" here?

[cachemoney]

I seriously doubt it. [It's too much talk for her to take seriously; if he meant it, why wouldn't he just go over and punch Koltira or something? It's not like their team is spread across the planet and it's difficult to find one another.] He's just trying to wave his dick around.

[fateality]

I surely hope you're right about that one, operator.

[cachemoney]

[She's been called a lot of things, but there's a new one.] "Operator." As in "smooth," I assume.

[fateality]

I haven't been given the impression otherwise.

[cachemoney]

I like you more all the time, T-Fay.

[fateality]

[Wryly:] I like me, too. That's pretty convenient.

And I enjoy gettin' to know you too.