๐ฐโ๐ฆโ๐ฟโ ๐งโ๐ทโ๐ชโ๐ฐโ๐ฐโ๐ชโ๐ทโ (brekkbybrekk) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2024-05-03 10:52:00
Who: Kaz and Mickey What: Bonding while ax throwing? Something like that. When: Friday night Where: Bad Ax Rating: TBD Status: Closed; Complete
Bad Ax was hardly Kaz's ideal location for 'shop' talk, but it allowed for an equal opportunity to talk and engage in a little violence at the same time. Plus, people were far less likely to eavesdrop when they were trying not to take off someone's head with an ax. On a Friday night, the location was bustling, perfect for meeting up with his 'business' partner.
Kaz secured them a pair of targets located at the end of the row. There was a couple next to them, but the pair were far more interesting in making out than actually throwing axes or, hopefully, paying attention to Mickey and himself. Not that Kaz wasn't always hyper aware of his surroundings at any given time; the day he let his guard down was the day he was killed.
The Bastard of the Barrel had chosen to forgo his normal coat to give him better throwing range and hat, but the black leather gloves remained firmly on his hands. Despite being far in the future, Kaz still wore similar clothing to that from his own world. It was dubbed 'steam punk' here, but Kaz didn't care. Picking up his ax of choice (something far more slick and slim than could be found in his world), he eyed the target from across the room.
"Given the zombie outbreak from last month, we'll probably have a good turnout for Fight Night. People will want to practice to be prepared in case it happens again," he commented, voice low so that only him and his companion could here.