A Man of Science or a Man of Faith?

[gaveherblood]

[There are not a lot of places where you can go when you are effectively exiled from Hala, from your people. One of the few places in the galaxy where you could go is Sakaar - the place where people are collected who are lost, broken, alone - and Genis Vell preserve him Yon-Rogg thinks that maybe it's the only place he could go.

And he's won some critical acclaim. He's nowhere near the great champion but he's famous for deadly fights and leading teams of gladiators to fight against other teams, working with animals, before he goes home and...

and...

He is made for duty. Not glory. Not for the men and women he could summon at any moment, not for battling the champion. He doubts he will but when the grandmaster summoned him to his apartment he can't help but feel a twinge of ...annoyance. It's a long time since he came from Hala as an agent of the empire, a representative of his people to...here.

Clad in a loose fitting robe and bare feet, he's on his feet polishing one of the weapons that his...master - used. The fight allowed him to stew against Vers, against Terra. And to think as well of the intelligence. To think about if she was right.

So he is polishing on his weapons and rises formally when the Grand Master summons him.]

Grandmaster.

[He can't help but feel like he'd be better suited to be a scrapper. Or a guard.

Perhaps now it's the time to bring it up to him.]

Comments

[lostnfound]

[The Kree has proved to be entertaining enough that the Grandmaster hasn't forgotten him. A little rough around the edges, stubborn as the day he first arrived. If he would just allow himself to embrace his life here, let himself enjoy the fights and the glory.]

Why is it you always look so...scrunchy? So tight? Mmm? You're doing well here, what's with the sullen face?

[Maybe it's just his face. So serious. That Kree honor, it starts to wear on you after a while.]

You're holding yourself back. You could be my Champion if you actually applied yourself.

[gaveherblood]

[He raises an eyebrow. He's seen the big green behemoth. It'd be asking for his death. Relaxing, he looks out over the city and shrugs his shoulders.]

And end up a flattened pancake if I lose? I like war, I like fighting, I know when not to pick a fight.

[He chuckles though.] Unless you're commanding me to take him on? And if you do if I can take the group of fighters you've been having me lead against enemies.

[He stretches.] If that's the case...we could put on a show. It'd be good for them and they could have a degree of...that glory. That success.

[And they'd be thankful, to him. And...]

...You could ask me to do that. To lead them.

[lostnfound]

Well...a Champion.

[He's really rather fond of the Hulk, and he'd rather not have to choose...or scrape Yon-Rogg off the arena floor.]

I could have more than one.

[He tilts his head curiously as the Kree continues, understanding what it is he's getting at before prompting-]

I could but uh...What enemies?

[Sakaar has no enemies to speak of, no need to defend itself from anyone.]

Your enemies?

[gaveherblood]

[Interesting. Crossing his arms behind him he studies him.] Why? I wouldn't want to disturb the sanctity of your arena. You're famously neutral.

[His hands clench and his shoulders straighten.]

That said, if I were bringing you people who could fight in your arena...one in particular. I have an idea in mind.

[lostnfound]

Famously. [He gave an amused sort of laugh. He was hardly sure there was anyone out there who remembered he existed. Still though, he smiles almost teasingly.]

I'm a pacifist at heart, really.

[He smooths down his robes and give him a considering look.]

And who might that be?

[gaveherblood]

If you can control her? And I can tell you how to do that, I can promise a hell of a show. She's...Malleable. I'm willing to bet she could take on the hulk.

I can bring you Carol Danvers.

[she betrayed our people. Destroyed my faith.]

[lostnfound]

[It's an intriguing offer, one he seems to be trying not to look as interested in as he clearly is, examining his nails as though he's bored.]

...He could use a real challenge. But I seem to recall you ended up here because you failed to subdue her? Is that not right? What makes you think you can bring her to me now?

[gaveherblood]

...I've spent my time studying her weaknesses and I've kept my negabands, working with people here to modify them. They'll subdue her.

I'm sure you could find a way to help me. You've seen what she can do.

[lostnfound]

I have and uh- I'm not too keen on her tearing up this place if things go wrong. Do you know how long it takes to build something like this?

[Still though...He hums.]

So- you go, you bring her here to me, my games become that much more interesting, and ...then what? What do you want from all this?