Log:Defiance: The Tragedy of Sajin The Unwise

The Tragedy of Sajin The Unwise

OOC Date: July 16, 2018
Location: Nar Shadda Defiance Hanger, Corellian District.
Participants: Defiance: Sajin, Grom, Vasani, Darius Wildes, Tarion Tavers, Kasia Ashkuri, Daebryn Reth

The hanger has been set up with a stage in the middle of the various freighters, crates, and sometimes starfighters it holds. There is a red curtain that drawes across grated pillars and a single load bearing beam. About ten meters away from the stage is a mobil and collapsable stand. There's a couple random dudes running lighting. Waight a lighting booth? Siha must have really gone all out.

One of the unaware actors in this 'comedy' show as the local Defiance Mando girl calls it, is just arriving from a long few days of danger and trapidation on Kashyyyk. Sajin's E-Wing, Faded Mists, is Taxing in on repulsors and landing slowly onto the three struts which extend from the fore section also known as the snub of a snub fighter which the e-wing still is. Along with the two wings.

REMINDER: Siha sold tickets to this 'show' so you all know when and where it's supposed to happen. Except for Grom and myslef.

Grom trudges up from the workshop area below the hangar, idly chewing on his latest snack, and peering at the stage with narrowed yellow eyes. The arrival of Sajin's fighter is met with a call of, "Little King!" and a wave of some variety of bone with meat on it. Then he peers at the stage again. "Grom hopes there are puppets," he rumbles, tromping over to investigate.

Vasani is sitting in one of the seats in front of the curtain. She's decked out in glow sticks and is clapping as the Faded Mists lands in the hangar. "He's here. He's here!!" She excitedly yells. And then Grom enters from the other side- "He's here! He's here!!" She chants again, this time for the other contender. "Grom-cakes!! You're goin' straight fer 'im right outta the ship?! YEAHHHH!!" She cheers as if the fight has already started.

Daebryn Reth is sitting in a seat near Vasani, scrolling through a datapad. Once Vasani begins chanting, he looks up, smirking and leans over and says to Vasani, "We should get before and after photos," He comments.

Who should emerge from the Parallax but Tarion Tavers, rogue bounty hunter and all-around asshole? The man is looking a little worse for wear, his armored jacket not quite able to hide the fact that he's gone and lost his cybernetic arm again, but it hasn't gone far, he's got it sticking out of his green reptile-skin purse that hangs from a gold chain looped over his head. The jacket is draped over his shoulders like a cape and his other, organic arm is heavily bandaged. Bloodshot eyes peer around suspiciously, same as always, but he looks a little paler than usual. "What the krif is this supposed to be? I thought Kasia was against my thespian dreams."

Did Kasia buy tickets to this? Who knows, it's her hangar so it's hard to keep her from being here. She IS here though, stepping out of the lift that takes you to the control tower. She has a datapad in one hand, and a curious look on her face as she looks at the setup. "I am against your thespian dreams," she calls, having no idea what might've been said before it. She just knows it's Tarion, so her instinct is to pick at him.

Munch. Munch. Munch. Darius goes through all the scanning, and bio prints, and fun things you gotta do to get into the hangar all while eating some weird purple rock fungus. It oozes neon green stuff and boy does he sure find it delicious. Seeing lighting crew, a stage, his fiancee, and a bunch of his friends Darius raises his eyes brows and looks a bit confuses but never the less moses on over. "So what's all this?" He asks towards Vasani after a big bite. Apparently he is out of the loop. That big magnetic arm claw thingy thats in every Star Wars movie comes by and picks up Sajin's R2 unit, Buckets, from the E-Wing's astromech housing. He's tweeting a whirling about something or other to the handsome Hapan as he presses open the Canopy and starts down the ladder with his bad power armored self. He is seemingly without a scratch but there's a number of stains, dents, and scratches he'll have to buff out of his armor later. Not to mention he REAKS worse than Sar Yavok before he's showered and cleaned his neithers after sex with a Trandoshan (That's Canon folks, ask him). "Quiet down Buckets. You know you talk so fast I can't understand what your saying. You don't have the computer to translate for you anymore." He should pick up a protocal droid for Drikish diplomatic missions at some point.

Grom's greeting and the shouting for Vasani startle the Hapan a moment. "Hey... whats?" He looks to the stage, "Why is that here." Suddenly creshendoing martial music plays and the stage curtain sides open, spot light qued to reveal? Well it's not Siha, it's some random person. Some poor little kid from the streets who looks like he's in need of a meal. His tiney and squeeky voice pipes up. "Hear ye, Hear ye. Lady Archer wishes for me to convey the most terrible news that... King Grom, you have been Decieved." The kids holds out his hand, over acting the thing like a really bad max repo concert/holodrama/ or for a RL reference Shakespear. "Little King Sajin has yet to pay you back your Thirteen Thousand Credits!" The kid clears his throat, "Love Siha." THe curtain then closes... someone feed that kid.

"Grom ALWAYS goes straight for cakes!" the Houk declares to Vasani, clearly misunderstanding her phrasing. "Grom summons forth the puppets!" he bellows toward the hanging curtain. The monstrous Houk claps happily as the curtain slides open, looking around and whispering (yelling) "Where is rock?" The smile fades as a human hatchling appears and delivers Siha's message. Grom pauses, yellow eyes widening as the little human speaks of deception. "Gasp!" he declares. At the last, he blinks. The curtain closes, and Grom thinks. Abruptly his head snaps back toward Sajin with a wordless bellow of rage.

Vasani leans back to Daebryn responding. "Oh you KNOW I'm takin' photos of the whole thing!" Vasani gets her own datapad ready for photos. Vasani's datapad now noticably has a new case - a case that is pink and fluffy and covered in glitter. She quickly lifts it to take a few snaps of the snack carrying Grom, Sajin, and then finally a few selfies of her and Daebryn sitting together ready to watch the show. "Oh Dare!!" Vasani greets her fiance. "So ya' know how I liked those fights so much? There's MORE fights!! GO SMOOSH 'IM, GROM!! SAJIN!" she points to the smaller man. "PROTECT YER FACE!!" Snap snap- more photos being taken.

Daebryn Reth laughs and leans and "space-duck-faces" for the photo. "Oh, that one's good," He snickers, pointing to the selfie. Dae looks up to Darius when Vasani calls to him. Daebryn laughs and waves him over. "Come on, man, this is gonna be great!" Vasani's energy is just infectious right now.

Tarion just stares at the little kid on the stage, trying to take this in and figure out what's going on with about as much mental acuity as Grom is showing right now. "Someone paid that kid thirteen thousand credits just to deliver a message?" he gapes, astonished. "This is exactly why I have to get into acting, Kasia!" the hunter yells at her, making his way further towards the stage where presumably things are about to go sideways, making a conscious effort to stay out of Vasani's pictures.

At the sound of an unfamiliar voice, Kasia turns and frowns, looking around. "Who let that kid in here?" she asks, pointing at the aforementioned kid. "We have security here for a reason guys!" Her attention shifts back to Tarion, brows furrowing a little more. "I doubt the child got that much, actors aren't paid that well. At least not unless they become really famous."

Darius can't help but feel a lot of pride here, at first. Siha went all out, this is fantastic, and normally this'd be great. A great prank. But he's seen fights about cash before, and he has seen more often than not that the punching doesn't stop. Even after someone is dead. Never the less Darius takes a seat next to Vasani. "Spots, this ah might not be like the other fights. This isn't gonna be for fun, I don't think it is a good idea to be picking sides in this situation. " A pause. "We should be ready to make sure someone doesn't die. I generally just have a bad feeling about this situation. " What? He isn't stirring the pot here? Darius is being a party POOPER?!

Sajin blinks at the kid, and he's with Kasia on this one. "How... I leave for a few days and no-one picks up the slack?!" Then comes the hard reveal. Sajin's eyes go wide and he looks absolutly offended. "How DARE you. I always pay back my debts." And he looks genuine in that statement. "Ask Yan, Ask Kasia. How could this be true!" THough when grom lets out his roar, Sajin back a bit and gulps, a flashback of his beating in the tournaments haunts his mind. "Listen. GRom, buddy. We're pal's right. Hey. Just... you know my memory isn't so great. I just need some proof you know. Let's not rush to conclusions!" Maybe he looks like a guy about to shit his pants but that was normal resting face for the Hapan sometimes.

Meanwhile, Bukets Sajin's little R2 could care less about his master. Instead, he's rolling over to Vasani and totally chatting her up. He's produced with his claw, some find flowers from Kashyyyk.

Words are mixed around from multiple people talking and Vasani's own excitement distracting her. "Guys did you hear Kasia? That kid's a famous actor!! Wow!! We should go get pictures with 'im and an autograph when this is over!" Vasani grabs a few more pictures before responding to Darius. "Oh Dare, It's Grom and Sajin! And this time they're not on drugs! They're friends, it'll be fine!" She smiles. "Oh? What's this?" Vasani asks looking down at the droid in front of her and she is presented with flowers. "AWEEE!!" She cups her cheeks and takes the flowers before sitting on the ground next to the droid. "I'll hang out with you, you sweet lil guy!" Click click- droid selfie. Click click- pictures of Grom approaching Sajin.

"Nah, it'll be fun." Daebryn waves away Darius' concern. "They're friends, right?" Man, Sajin is really playing a good scared guy right now, but I mean, when Grom's giving you a lot to work with as an actor... "...ri..right?" Daebryn looks to Vasani, then to the stage, and back to Darius. "Why would there be a stage if this wasn't for fun?" Daebryn motions to the stage with an open palm, directing his questions at Darius.

Grom lurches toward Sajin, one heavy, colossal footfall at a time, so focused on the Hapan that little details like the proximity of other people between them are lost, and bystanders may be jostled, or suddenly inclined toward moving. "MANY have been the seasons and long the count of moons turned since that measure of Fale's bounty was entrusted to Little King-" Grom has a notoriously poor sense of time. "Grom will have satisfaction in numbers or in fists!" His juggernaut advance pauses as he attempts math. "At least.. fifty-seven fists for such a sum!"

"Damn, he's famous?" Tarion questions, blinking, taking a step forward and stopping suddenly, reaching out to grab onto the back of a workbench to steady himelf, knocking a few of the tools off it in the process. "Where'd he go? Kid, come back, I want to- I can be your agent, we'll- you can have thirty percent, I'll only take seventy! I know people, it's a win-win!" It isn't, but hey.

"No, I... that's not what I meant," Kasia offers up general protest to the group at large, but totally gives up on it. These suckers. <3 "Guys!" she raises her voice to address the men fighting. "Neither of you are permitted to die in my hangar. If either of you die, I will bring you back to life, and you will NEVER hear the end of it."

Darius looks over to Daebryn and a grin appears on his face. Oh you sweet summer child Daebryn. "Oh, I'm sure this is gonna be lots of fun. It being fun isn't the problem. It is -who- it is gonna be fun for, and I'm thinking it has already been great fun for Seeeehaww. " He draws out the name and then after Grom says his peace nods. "But this isn't gonna be fun for Sajin. And I need him to stay pretty. " Darius stands up and looks towards Kasia. "Yeah, ah, I agree with Kasia. Like, ah, d-don't. Stop, ah, don't." Oh no! Darius is used to only escalating situations, and very unfamiliar with deescalating. Still gives a thumbs up to Kasia. Got ya back mom.

Sajin blinks, shaking his head. "I don't remember. I ... wait what was it for?" He starts to count on his fingers. "Yan for my E-wing... I got that done. Kasia for the bow-caster -- wait a second. I bought mods for that." He screatches his head not quite there yet. He looks over to Darius not convinced by his attempt at defusing the situation. Sajin isn't backing away though, he's confronting the HOUK in a now calm and buisness like demeanor. Yan might be proud. "Okay, Grom. I'll give you the money. But, you have to prove that I gave it to you. That's how this kinda thing works, right? You know. The Burdon of Proof is on the accusor." When did he get so smart.

Buckets totally tried to cop a feel on curvy Vasani with that metalic arm of his while she was taking selfies.

The kid peers out from behind the stage and looks at Tarion. Then moves into the open. He's got tatters on for cloths and a skully cap to boot. Right out of Oliver Twist or Newsies or something like that. "Oh gee Mister, really? That sounds really fun."

Grom is soooooo unsubtle you guys. In a shot telegraphed a mile away, which he somehow probably thinks to be extremely witty and surprising, the Houk answers, "Grom has proof.. IN MY FIST."

"FIST PROOF!! Wow Grom's fists sure do know a lot. D'ya think Houks keep their brains in there?" Vasani clutches her lekku. "Oh no they couldn't! It'd hurt too much to hit people then!" She thinks of all the times her lekku have been bumped uncomfortably and shivers. "Sounds like Sajin got an extra brain now too though... BEAT 'IM UP WITH YER FACTS, SAJIN!!" And now Vasani wants a Sajin vs. Grom debate club.

Daebryn Reth raises a brow at Seeeehaaaaaaw. Must be someone he hasn't met yet. "Oh, come on..." Daebryn rolls his eyes and places two fingers in his mouth to blow a sharp whistle. Instead a 'pbbthhh' sound comes out. Wellp. He sits back in his seat. Distraction failed.

"Come on out, little... one," Tarion entreats the small child, propped up against a workbench, one arm swathed in bloody bandages, the other sticking out of the purse that he wears around his neck. This is not the definition of stranger danger at all, and the bandaged hand reaches in past the motionless cybernetic fingers that are sticking out of the bag to pull out a FiberTON bar and offer it out to the little guy. "Here, it's for you, see? I'm a great agent. You're gonna make me- /we/ are gonna make so much money, TOGETHER." This is fine. No one should be worried about this.

Kasia is definitely concerned at this, looking around at the others to see if anyone else joins in with this concern. There is honestly a lot to be concerned about here, so it's understandable if not. "Tarion, stop trying to lure the kid out. You look creepy, and that's kind of how you look a lot, so this is just adding to that whole creepy air. Kid, don't trust him, he won't make you any money." She glances back at the fight. "I MEAN IT, GUYS!" She doesn't even repeat the threat issued to Grom and Sajin, she just belatedly adds that to the end of it.

Welp, Darius tried. But then an idea happens. A little light bulb goes off in his head. He leaves. Though to be clear, Darius -totally- would be worried about the situation with TT and the kid. Maybe it'd even make him question how heroic the bounty hunter actually is. Too bad he doesn't see or hear ANY of it happening. Off he goes

Sajin ducks out of the way of the attack, his hands held up. "Woah, Grom... Alright... okay. You want the money. I remember, I remember. I'm sorry, you know I'm not the smartest guy out there!" He's starting to pat down his Armor, "Where the hell is my Datapad..." Uht oh, this bodes well. HE holds up a finger, looking a littler nervious, "One second, Grom. I promise." He wasn't stalling or anything.

When Darius leaves Buckets slides closer to Vasani, even leaning against her a little bit, his metallic arm going around her shoulders. He lets out a few beeps and tweets mocking his master out on the hanger floor.

The kid backs away a bit as Kasia gives her warning and Tarion looks creepy with his robotic arm and all the blood. The kid does take the FIBERton bar cautiously though, unwraps it, and takes a small bite. He was hungrey after all. "I dunno mister... that Lady dosn't seem to like you much."

"Little King is Grom's friend, and may have the time you request," the angry Houk Grant's, his ire seeming to settle slightly for a second. After that elapsed second he throws another punch at Sajin, though he looks slightly less murderous about it. Not so literal, Grom!

"Oh? Okay, bye Dare! See ya later!" Vasani finally notices the droid coming on to her. She turns to it and pats it on it's head. "Yer such a cute lil guy aren't cha!" She laughs at it. She clearly has no idea what any of these beeps mean at all, but she assumes its all pure innocent droid stuff. "How long d'ya think Sajin's gonna last? I think the only way he's gunna get outta this is if he somehow products a comically large briefcase full a credit chips." Vasani comments to Daebryn, watching Grom go after him.

"I dunno," Daebryn looks over his shoulder at Darius' exit. "But it seems like Sajin's getting lucky with those punches. Should we help him?" Daebryn asks, looking kind of worried. "You know these people better than I do."

"Listen, kid, I'm gonna make some phone calls and get you in front of some... casting agents." Tarion's thoughts seem to be more scattered than usual tonight, perhaps related to the bloody bandages swathing the entire length of his attached arm, the other riding shotgun in his purse. "In the meantime you can come with me and we'll talk stage names. I'm thinking something like Binni the Kid, ok ka?" Another FiberTON bar is extended, his good hand then giving the kid a pat on the head. "Let's go get you something to eat, I know a few places where they'll feed you for free. See? I'm the best agent you ever had." The bounty hunter and entrepreneur heads for the exit whence Darius departed, ushering the street urchin along in front of him.

Kasia eyes the child, and Tarion, but the warning has been given, and the list of people she has to look after is long enough not to add some random kid to it, so she just turns away and leaves the child in the 'capable' hands of Tarion. She folds her arms and turns, moving somewhat closer to the fight, which is mostly just Grom swinging and Sajin ducking and weaving, as he does. "I need a vacation."

Suddenly dashing into the Defiance Hangar, maybe a quick hi to Tarion as he leaves, is a dastardly man. He wears a black bowler hat, a mask that only covers his eyes but with holes to see through, a fake twirly mustache pressed over a real non twirly mustache, black tattered cape, and exactly everything else Darius was wearing before he left. "It is I. CONRAD CONMAN, I framed the beautiful Sajin and have escaped with the money elsewhereeee! But I'll only ever tell you were it is if you catch me and not hurt the beauty boy. King of the FALE! " He lets out an evil laugh and there is a buzz electric sound. A Weapon extends and lights up with blue electricity. "Let it be known I am the TRAITOR of all friendship!"

Yep this is totally Darius fool proof plan to deescalate the situation, having no idea if it is has gotten better or worse in his absence.

Sajin laments as Grom only gives him that literal second to find his Datapad. "No Grom. Can't you see, this is Siha's fault!" The Hapan is able to dodge even that second attack, he was on a roll tonight. Even if his power armor makes him a might bit slower. He pauses and puts his hands to his head, screaming, "YOU'RE TARING US APART SIHA!" He's clearly not happy about being attacked and lashes out at Grom with a kick, even if it dosn't connect. Trying to keep some distance while the dumb Hapan fumbles out the Datapad from the ass compartment of his Power Armor. "OKAY GROM, HERE! GOSH!" He pounds his fingers into the Datapad and stares... STARES at the Houk with those dreamy hazel eyes of his. A moment later, Grom's Datapad would beep with the notification.

The Street Urchent Kid hesitates only a moment long, moving to take the next FiberTON bar from Tarion. He glances over to Kasia, a little unsure, but moves along with Tarion. "Binni the Kid sounds nice. Will I really be famous?" And the kid will sure continue to ask every annoying question in the book as Tarion makes his way out with him.

Back to Sajin just as Darius pops in as his disguise and bluffs, Sajin pulls his DL-44 automatically. "Alright THIS IS GETTING OUT OF HAND. Darius that is clearly you. I Just paid GROM .THIS IS OVER!" WITNESS ME!

Grom peers down at his beeping datapad, but does not have time to read it before Darius re enters to enact his cunning (?) plan (??). The Houk turns and peers at the curious figure carrying the "Sparkle stick.." He huffs a breath out through tiny nostrils and growls, "Sparkle STIIIIICK," lumbering toward the bizarre distraction and reaching for his axe.

"What's this?! A new persona?" Vasani asks as Darius- er excuse me- Conrad Conman enters the hanger. She leans over to Daebryn and whispers to him. "He's been workin' on this costume all week." she whispers before jumping up, leaving the droid totally alone. "OH MY GOD!! IT'S CONRAD CONMAN!! WHATEVER WILL WE DO??? GROM PROTECT US!!" Vasani shouts, pointing at Darius at the entrance to the hangar. "BUT ALSO GROM Don't hurt 'im too bad please he's really a good guy please don't kill 'im Grom." You paged Cujo with 'Hey man, was trying to Nom the original Darius Wildes and nomed the new Darius instead. I can forsee this being a huge problem in the future. But could you remove the nom at some point for the new Darius.'

"Really," Daebryn says dryly in response to Vasani's comment about Darius' hard work. "You don't say." But all of that goes out the window as soon as Grom takes out his ax. "Woah woah woah, okay, uh.." Daebryn stands at this point, looking down to Vasani. "He's got this.. right?"

Kasia just looks around at the people present, exhales a sigh, and simply turns to make her way to the door without a word. To the lift, press the button, and wait. Wait. Wait. Jeez, did Tarion break it on his way out? ...nope, the door to the lift hisses open, and Kasia steps into it, and then she's gone too. "Who is this handsome Darius you speak of?" Conrad Conman says to Sajin as the DL-44 is wiped out. This is the test baby, this is the test to see how long Darius can stay in character. "Not I, that is! Yes, come fight my sparkle stick King of the Kale! Let its sparkles spray all over you!" He steps forward to prepare to face off against the Vibro-ax wielding Houk but then butter figures happens and Darius drops the riot control rod. "Oh, shit-" He yelps as he jumps in the air the electricity sparking and shooting out. He tries to grab it a few times but can't as it is freaking out and flopping all over the place

"Nice trick KINGLY! Disarmed me with your mental attack! So we do the fist da cuffs now? You'll have to catch me first! " And Darius just runs looking to hide or maybe climb up onto one of the ships, but trips and falls onto his face.

Sajin just hefts a heavy sighs and holster his blaster once again. At least the Houk was sated now and he would soon see that Sajin had paid him once he was done taring Darius apart. What Sajin didn't know was that the Dantooine native was trying to protect him, his face, from getting messed up again. He starts towards the stairs where his bunk is down in the lower level of the Defiance Hanger, "I'm getting some shut eye." He did look tired from his trials and tribulations on Kashyyyk.

Convincing a dim witted Houk that you have sown discord between his friends and then mispronouncing the name of his realm certainly succeed in drawing the ire of Grom. Thudding steps build swiftly to a run in pursuit of 'Conrad' and when the massive vibroaxe leaves his hand, it is for having been thrown at the falling CONMAN, only narrowly missing the falling felon en route to burying itself in the durasteel of the bay doors. A now bare handed Grom is roaring at Mr. Wildes.

Grom lets the bulky form of his Vibro-Ax lower down to his for now...

"AHH!!" Vasani yelps. She does the dangerous and crosses paths between Grom and his target. "Grom Grom Grom!! Grom-cakes! Grommy Baby!! Why don't we just leave the tiny man alone? Yeah thats a good idea right? DARIUS RUN GET OUTTA HERE GO!" She screams in the middle of trying to calm Grom.

"Nope, he doesn't have it!" Daebryn shouts as the axe CHUNKS into the doors. Stumbling over the chairs, Daebryn rushes up to Vasani's side, pushing her out of the way. "Gro-om! Heyyyy." He clears his throat showing his palms. "Listen! That guy isn't worth it! Don't worry about him. Why don't we go and get a drink, huh?" Daebryn is slightly panicked, at this point. "I'm buyin'. Don't worry about it. Yeah?" Please?

Dink. Ax eats metal. That could've have been one of those fancy death event things for the Captain. But then Darius-No! Conrad raises to his feet. He looks at the Houk, to Vasani and Daebryn trying to calm him, and then back to the houk. He laughs. LAUGHS HARD. Right at Grom. "Is that all the King of the Kale can do?" And then he charges right for the Houk screaming "Conrads evil spin kick!" Yep. This character has trademarked moves.

Has Darius lost his mind? What is a matter with him?

Grom's rampant charge is slowed by Vasani intervening- Grom must not trample Blue Cakes, after all. He does distractedly try to push around her and simultaneously listen, which leads to either peering or stomping. Another voice speaks up, and Daebryn draws his narrowed yellow eye. "Grom does like drinks.." he rumbles. But then- then, alas, Conrad's eveil spin kick is thrown and impacts Grom's leg. Grom peers down at his leg. It didn't appear to hurt at all, as sloooowly the hulking alien raises his attention to fix again on Conrad Conman. A massive three-fingered hand siezes hold of the villain and flings him for distance, not paying much attention as to which direction.

"EEP!" Vasani shrieks again and follows in the direction that Darius/Conrad/Codsworth/Fjord Mooters/etc. has been thrown. "Yeah yeah, drinks!!" She shouts back to Daebryn and Grom. "I'll bring this villain to the sherrif's house! /Darius yer gunna get yerself killed/" She whispers the last part to him as she takes him away with her.

"What are you DOING?" Daebryn runs his hands through his hair in frustration. "It was over! We could be drinking right now!" Dae straight up facepalms/

And 'Conrad' is thrown, smashing into something or another with a loud oof. That is for sure gonna be a bruise, yep, massive bruise. Darius will totally play that up to get a special massage from Vasani. "Aha!" He calls, raising from the ground, and Vasani tries to shoo him a way, tries to take him but he breaks free. And he ignores the very smart words of Daebryn. "Unhand me most beautiful creature in the galaxy!" He drops to a whisper. "I got a plan babe'" And then goes back to his normal 'Conrad' voice charging at Grom with his fingers raised. "Suspicious tickle attack!

Grom had turned in place, trying to remember which direction he'd thrown his axe. "Hurm.. door?" A look toward the door when THAT VOICE returns, Urr- "ENEMY OF FRIENDSHIP RETURNS?" As Conrad rushes forward in a tickly attack, Grom's blunt, three-fingered left hand closes in a firm pinch, immobilizing the extended fingers of the fiend... and then with a sharp motion and an audible snap, he bends them back. "Begone your suspicious fingers, villain- SO SPEAKS GROM. Vasani runs over and throws her arms around Darius, way super worried about the grom attack. "Oh sweetie!!" She exclaims, panicked at his broken fingers. "How're ya gonna shoot yer gun now?" she teases him, but the concern shows on her face.

Daebryn Reth grimaces at the snap of fingers. "Eugh!" He throws his hands up over his head. "Nope! I'm out. I did my best. Can't anymore." He proceeds to the hangar exit, hands still over his head.

"Owwwwwwww." Darius grumbles as he goes to his knees, and then quickly with his non-destroyed fingers rips off his disguise to show who he really is. Darius locks adds with the Houk, pained expression, like REALLY pained expression. "And see what friendship is worth your grace? See how much you care about Sajin? Don't try to hurt his pretty face okay? We all need it." A pause. "And OHMYGAWDMYFINGERSGROMITHURTSSOMUCHVASANIMASSAGEMEGOODTONIGHTPLEASE." Also thankfully it is his left hand. Not his right.

"Whu?" Darius revealing himself has the effect of another bellowed, "NO!" from Grom, "When will stupid horse learn that he would again have been spared this pain if only he had not lost his glass eye???"