He sighs the long-suffering sigh of a man to whom this happens entirely too often.
"Look," he says. "I know how this goes. You threaten me with bodily harm, I like the coward I was born as, attempt to talk my way out, fail, get knocked about. Do you want to just skip to that?"
Rincewind is aware that the man slowly circling him could probably snap him in half one-handed - he has that rather wiry look to him while still being well over six foot. But frankly, the stronger they are, the faster unconsciousness is likely to follow, as far as he is concerned.
"Not gon' fight you," the creature - man sorry, where had that come from? - grins.
The technically-wizard eyes him dubiously. "If you don't mind me saying, that is not reassuring."
The man laughs, in a laugh that is half a cackle, half a hiss.
...It has been said that Greebo appeared to be the kind of man simply by sitting very quietly in the next room.
This is the first time he's attempted to use that ability while in human form.
He grins enticingly, showing far too many pointed teeth - while something niggles at the edge of his mind, suggesting that perhaps he's missed some kind of point.
Rincewind continues to eye him with a long-suffering expression.
Just his kind of luck.
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Somewhere very far away, the Lady with all-green eyes smiles almost benignly down at her game-board.
no subject
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He sighs the long-suffering sigh of a man to whom this happens entirely too often.
"Look," he says. "I know how this goes. You threaten me with bodily harm, I like the coward I was born as, attempt to talk my way out, fail, get knocked about. Do you want to just skip to that?"
Rincewind is aware that the man slowly circling him could probably snap him in half one-handed - he has that rather wiry look to him while still being well over six foot. But frankly, the stronger they are, the faster unconsciousness is likely to follow, as far as he is concerned.
"Not gon' fight you," the creature - man sorry, where had that come from? - grins.
The technically-wizard eyes him dubiously. "If you don't mind me saying, that is not reassuring."
The man laughs, in a laugh that is half a cackle, half a hiss.
...It has been said that Greebo appeared to be the kind of man simply by sitting very quietly in the next room.
This is the first time he's attempted to use that ability while in human form.
He grins enticingly, showing far too many pointed teeth - while something niggles at the edge of his mind, suggesting that perhaps he's missed some kind of point.
Rincewind continues to eye him with a long-suffering expression.
Just his kind of luck.
---
Somewhere very far away, the Lady with all-green eyes smiles almost benignly down at her game-board.