[closed] BOUNTY DOUBLE FEATURE

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CHARACTERS: Fiona & Aloy with bounty buddies
DATE: Hanabira, post-ambush
WARNINGS: none as of yet
SUMMARY: Catch-all bounties with my girls!! Let me know here if you want something.

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[ He's practically dragging the axe on the ground, although that's because he's made the stupid mistake of mostly using his real arm to lift it. He could probably put all the weight on his cybernetic arm without much trouble, but like always, he forgets he has one. ]

I'm— handling it fine, thank you. [ Don't you patronize him. Once they make it to the tree, he makes a big show of being totally confident with the axe, even though it still feels like it weighs about a million pounds. He hefts it up to hack at a branch, but... misses, sticking it right in the tree trunk instead, where it stays, completely stuck. Goddammit. He pulls on the handle insistently, placing his foot up on the trunk for leverage. ] I'm handling it so good!!! This is what I meant to do!!!

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[Oh my god, this baby manchild. Fiona just kind of hangs back and watches this... majestic, manly display, leaning one hand on the wheelbarrow.] Wow, whoa. I need to fan myself a little bit. That was capital-H hot.

[Just kidding, it was dumb. Anyway, she sashays over and nudges him so she can get at the axe instead. Not that Fiona is particularly Buff or anything, so they may just have to leave it there and break off twigs with their hands like peasants.]

Let me try, move.

[dbag]

Shut up.

[ It would have been capital-H Hot if it worked out like he was planning! It just turns out that it's harder to predict a heavy axe's trajectory than he thought; it has a little bit of a mind of its own. He does step aside a little bit, although not entirely. ]

Here, let's do it together. Divided we fall, united we stand. Teamwork makes the dream work. Clear skies, full hearts, can't lose.

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"Clear skies, full hearts"...? [He's a walking motivational poster.

She shakes her head and ignores it, gripping the axe handle and planting her feet firmly in the ground for balance.]

Okay, ready? One, two...

[dbag]

Wait, on three, or after—? [ he asks, talking over her, although he then goes ahead and says, ] Okay, fuck it.

[ It helps to have a robotic arm, because his noodle arm isn't helping very much here; when they pull, though, they do manage to get it out of the tree, although he's trying so hard he ends up almost thwacking them both in the face with the butt of the axe. ]

Yes, okay, maybe you should... handle the axe part. And I can start working on plans for building the thing.

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[Ow, her face!! Almost. Fiona stumbles a little when Rhys overcompensates, then gives him a little bit of the evil eye because her face is her bread and butter, don't ruin it.]

Yeah, okay. I'll let you take over the brains department for now. [Because Fiona is usually the brains and brawn, that's what she's saying.

She doesn't have a ton of experience felling trees -- her survival skills have to do more with the desert and, like, dumpster diving -- but she gets the hang of it quickly, chopping at some little baby trees.]

[dbag]

[ As Fiona lumberjacks over there, Rhys gets to work planning out a new dam for the imps, trying to figure out how to make it as realistic as possible. He goes through a face journey over there, but don't mind him. ]

If we make it look similar enough, do you think we can just... I don't know, um. Knock them out and put them over there and they won't know the difference? That sounds bad.

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[Eventually, Fiona has, like, a triumphant pile of sticks. She's very pleased with herself for lumberjacking, don't make fun of her.]

I feel like that might end up in, like, rabies. Getting rabies. [Getting IMP RABIES.] Let's just leave snacks around and then knock their old shit down once they're lured over.

[Which is more humane, or something.]