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caelus ([personal profile] receptacles) wrote in [community profile] trailblazers2024-01-25 08:59 pm
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001 » with my legs up on the dashboard


TFLN OVERFLOW.

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[personal profile] cyborgranger 2024-05-26 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[While Boothill isn't the brightest crayon in the box, he certainly understands how to get under a man's skin. Wounding someone's pride is a surefire way to get them fired up and ready to prove you wrong. This is something he is very familiar with. The ranger couldn't help but smirk as Caelus brought over his toolkit. He'll let the fella tinker on him for a little bit. He trusts the trailblazer enough not to kill him, at least.]

I better be fine, or else it's your behind!

[He warns before snacking on another bullet. While it appears that Boothill is simply sitting back and munching, the cyborg is performing a thorough diagnosis. That explains why his eyes begin to flash red even though he is not in combat mode. Despite the damage, his vitals appear to be in good condition. That's an honest relief. However, the damage he sustained has fried some of his internal circuitry. Certain nerves aren't working properly after being shelled several times by that intergalactic shotgun.]

Talk about havin' rum luck.

[He grumbles as his diagnosis check concludes. Just as he was about to warn Caelus, he was distracted by the trailblazer's little gesture there. His internal wiring might be damaged, but he certainly felt that. Boothill lets out an amused huff as he looks at Caelus.]

Why thank ya kindly~! However, all the praise doesn't go to just little old me. I had some help here and there.

[He smirks.]

You really love tinkering on stuff, don't you?
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[personal profile] cyborgranger 2024-05-27 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[A man could get used to this type of treatment. Caelus is exceptionally skilled with his hands, in more ways than one. Boothill lets out a thoughtful hum as he recalls his first encounter with Dan Heng. To be honest, it didn't go particularly well, especially since he was pointing a gun at the poor guy's face. While the almighty pistol is a great negotiation tool, Dan Heng didn't seem pleased with it.

Oh well! That's all under the bridge now.
]

Your friend is the strong, silent type. He ain't much for talkin', but he's a nice enough fella.

[However, it would have been nice if Dan Heng mentioned anything about it. Boothill could not help but stare in disbelief as Caelus revealed his amnesia. Unlike Caelus, he relies solely on his memories to stay warm at night. Boothill lost everything when the IPC arrived at his door. The only thing he has left in his life are the treasured memories he strives to preserve.]

Holy forkroni! [He blinks his eyes owlishly at Caelus. This no way he's telling the truth here. No possible way.] You swear you're tellin' the truth, and nothing but the truth?

[It's not as if Caelus would have any reason to lie about something like this, but amnesia? Really? Boothill is dumbfounded.]

You're a stronger man than me! I would be flippin' out if I couldn't remember who the hell I was.