002 | Kobra Kid | [Video]

[goodluckkobra]

[Kobra's panting hard and wincing down at the little communicator.]

Can anyone who knows how to give stitches come to the church? I can't do it myself on account of it being my arm and also I don't have the supplies. I would kinda prefer one of the pretty doctors, if that's cool.

[He grins, but it's not totally there.]

Turns out I am not a dog person after all.

Comments

[onteamdyson]

Sweeeet. Robot rescue! We gotta put this in the scrapbook. [A pause...] We also might have to make a scrapbook.

[Dammit, KK, it's not like she would have gone after you herself. She would have sent Clint!]

Okay, Charlie's Angels, we can totes do that. You're the blonde, I'm rocking the dark hair, who's our redhead? [Is that a sly raise of her eyebrow? Why, it most certainly is. Could she possible knooooow something? About a certain scary guy with red hair? Probably!]

[goodluckkobra]

I don't know. I tried to get V to join, but Sharkpocalypse is strictly a Charlie.

[He laughs.]

Are you sure I can pull off Farrah Fawcett?

[onteamdyson]

Worst nickname award goes to...

Veronica could work. If not, Nat's got the bod and she's just as frightening. And YES! I am a kajillion percent sure you can pull off that golden goddess look. We're gonna make this happen, so try not to cry too much about your booboo and ruin our image. Deal?

[goodluckkobra]

I haven't met Nat? Can she bend me in half--Wait! The scary redhead? She's hot. She can totally join!

Also V's name is the best. Shut up.

[onteamdyson]

Yes! Scary redhead. A seeming trend among the people here. Redheads are scary. There's like... four of them. Five? I don't know. A lot of scary redheads!

... Dude, it's a letter! I at least gave you two letters.

[goodluckkobra]

No, V is Veronica who is Sharkpocalypse. Jeez, keep up, Kenz!

Lyds is a scary redhead, but I don't think she'd be into superhero-ing. I think she's more like... is there a thing that's Lois Lane but she hates me? She's that.

[onteamdyson]

I don't even wanna know anymore...

[Cue the blankest of stares. Ever.] Yeah, I'm pretty sure that's uncharted waters, there, pal. You might wanna keep an eye on that. She could stab you in your sleep or sell you out to your nemesis. Scary redheads are bad news!

... Don't tell Natasha I said that.

[goodluckkobra]

I don't think she's sell me out to Sharon. She's my friend.

Oh, Sharon's our nemesis. Agent Evilface!

[onteamdyson]

She's your friend but she hates you?! You are making even less sense than usual.

[Aw yeah. She brightens right the hell up.] Does she know about this? Can we legit start calling her that?!

[goodluckkobra]

She does not and we can.

[He grins.]

We need masks to protect out identities. [Never mind that this is an open channel and he called her his nemesis like ten minutes ago to her face.]

[onteamdyson]

I love it when a plan comes together. [Yep. They really thought this through.] Where the hell are we gonna find masks?

[goodluckkobra]

We can make 'em. I'll get my brother to help. He loves artsy shit.

[onteamdyson]

Ha... yeah. That-- or we could not... bother him. Maybe. I dunno, he seems like a busy guy. So many people to threaten, so little time. It's probably better if we just do it ourselves!

[Subtle. So subtle.]

Or, if you insist, I'll just bring my crossbow along for the hell of it!

[goodluckkobra]

[Aw, shit.]

You met him, huh? You should probably never hang out with strangers without your crossbow, my brother doubly so. I'll try to tell him that you're cool, though. He's just not... a people person all the time.

He likes masks, though. [That's cool, right?]

[onteamdyson]

Yep. Yeah. We met.... I had the brilliant idea that going down there unarmed would somehow make him feel calmer! Ha... yeah, never again. Ever. And apparently we're not bffs according to him. Whatevs.

[Masks do not make up for getting up close and grabby!] Great. Good to know.

[goodluckkobra]

Well, uh... if it makes you feel better, nothing actually makes him calm.

[He shrugs.] He threatened to shank me with some invisible knife he doesn't have. Fuckin' idiot.

[onteamdyson]

KK, if anything, that makes me feel less better. So worse, I guess. Opposites and stuff. Look. The point is, your bro is a scary-ass, fast-talkin' mofo. It's awesome and terrifying at the same time. Mostly terrifying. Not gonna lie. I almost peed my pants.

[She gets all close to the camera so only her left eye and part of her nose is visible] I love these pants, KK. Love them.

Next time, crossbow. That's all I'm saying. Man, I really miss my sword. If I'd had my sword, you wouldn't be bloody and gross and we'd be chillin' right now.

[goodluckkobra]

Really not arguing with any of that. [He snorts.]

You had a fucking sword? Holy shit! What happened to it? Why don't you have it? I wat a sword!

[onteamdyson]

I dunno! I guess it's back home. I didn't bring it with me that night so I guess it's still on my bed. Just had the knife and the crossbow.

[She grins.] Babycakes, if I could get you a sword, I would. You can bank on that.

[goodluckkobra]

That's why your my friend. What kind of crappy friend doesn't get their friends awesome weapons?

I'll talk to my brother, but... yeah, you might just wanna avoid.

[onteamdyson]

Avoiding is good. I'm an expert at avoidance. I'm gonna avoid him so hard he's not even gonna feel it! Because I won't be around. Because avoiding.

[It made more sense before she said it out loud.]

Stay conscious, cowboy. Call me if you need anything. Deal?

[goodluckkobra]

Deal. I'll be fine. It's just a scratch. [A deep scratch, but a very shallow cut!]

Keep your crossbow on you in case any of those wolves show up.