Kon looked like he was about to crack a joke with the Candor girl when a man all dressed in black, with facial piercings all over his face, suddenly came over and shoved Kon towards the open train door.
"Recruit!"
Kon let himself get pushed, not wanting to make it clear exactly how immovable he was, even affecting a look of surprise, as the man shoved him out the door, holding onto his shirt and leaving him teetering on the edge.
"Dude, what the hell?" Kon said, eyes wide.
"I'm teaching you a lesson. I saw you back there, helping another recruit into the train."
He turned to look at the other recruits that had gathered around at the spectacle. Another man with dark brown hair came nearby, clearly wearing the edgy-looking Dauntless duds, but he said nothing, simply watching what the other man was doing.
"Take this as a lesson: weakness is not rewarded. Fearlessness and strength are. In Dauntless, everyone carries their own weight!"
"Hey, man, there's a wall coming up."
The man holding onto Kon didn't let him up.
"Like really soon," said Kon, eyeing the building that was rapidly approaching.
"I'm teaching you a lesson," said the man.
"You leave me hanging like this and it might take your arm off, too," Kon went on, his voice free from fear. He sounded like a friend gently nagging another friend about their poor life choices.
"Eric," said the man with the dark brown hair, warningly, and at the last second, Eric the Piercing Guy yanked Kon in by his shirt, just as a wall whizzed by the open door.
Only Kon didn't cower, he didn't collapse to the floor of the train in fear, which was fairly obviously what this "Eric" was expecting, given the smug and sadistic look on his face.
No, Kon stumbled half a step, then turned, his face suddenly going deadly serious.
"Now it's my turn," Kon said, and then he reached out his hand, grabbed the man by the throat, slammed him bodily into the wall of the train hard enough to stun him, then peeked out the open door to see if the coast was clear and held him outside the train, dangling him over the massive drop below.
His arm shook to make it seem like there was a strain. There was the faintest smell of burning ozone in the air, a smell that Cassie would've smelled more than once while fighting side by side with Kon. Though the illusion covered it up his eyes were sizzling with unreleased heatvision.
"Put him down," the brunette man demanded, but Kon swung his other arm so hard at the man's stomach, he crumpled against the opposite wall of the train.
Then he looked back at the other man, briefly pulling him inside the door long enough for the man to avoid hitting a building, before dangling him back outside again. The man kicked futiley at Kon's chest but while he pretended it hurt, he didn't let go. Since his arms were so long, the man couldn't even get a solid kick in anyway. He tried to pull a knife but Kon twisted it out of his hand with a very nasty looking wristlock and tossed it down into the city belong. He reached for a handgun at his side and Kon simply undid the closure on his holster and pushed it out so it fell out and away.
"Listen up, Captain Facebling. If you want teach us a lesson or two, that's fine, I'm sure that's why you're here. You're definitely not here to look pretty. But there's being a dumb thug trying for the intimidation thing and there's being a teacher and if this is what you call being a teacher I'm not sure I like your teaching style. So I'd suggest you make a note in my permanent record that the intimidation thing don't work so well for me. And that if this is about being strong and fearless I got no problem showing you exactly how strong and fearless I can be. We understood?"
The man made a wheezing, choking noise.
"I'll take that as a very oxygen-deprived yes."
Just as he was about to hit another building, Kon drew him back inside the train and threw him at the feet of the other man, who was just now rising to his feet. All of the people staring were slackjawed with awe.
"You -" Piercing Guy choked, pointing at Kon, "You - factionless - you -"
"No," said the other man. "No. Just like he said, that was fearless. And strong."
Piercing Guy, Eric, glared as the other man helped him to his feet.
"Welcome to Dauntless," said Other Guy, urging Eric of the Many Piercings away with him. Kon leaned back against the train wall with his arms crossed.
"What," said the Candor girl in shock. "Just. Happened."
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"Recruit!"
Kon let himself get pushed, not wanting to make it clear exactly how immovable he was, even affecting a look of surprise, as the man shoved him out the door, holding onto his shirt and leaving him teetering on the edge.
"Dude, what the hell?" Kon said, eyes wide.
"I'm teaching you a lesson. I saw you back there, helping another recruit into the train."
He turned to look at the other recruits that had gathered around at the spectacle. Another man with dark brown hair came nearby, clearly wearing the edgy-looking Dauntless duds, but he said nothing, simply watching what the other man was doing.
"Take this as a lesson: weakness is not rewarded. Fearlessness and strength are. In Dauntless, everyone carries their own weight!"
"Hey, man, there's a wall coming up."
The man holding onto Kon didn't let him up.
"Like really soon," said Kon, eyeing the building that was rapidly approaching.
"I'm teaching you a lesson," said the man.
"You leave me hanging like this and it might take your arm off, too," Kon went on, his voice free from fear. He sounded like a friend gently nagging another friend about their poor life choices.
"Eric," said the man with the dark brown hair, warningly, and at the last second, Eric the Piercing Guy yanked Kon in by his shirt, just as a wall whizzed by the open door.
Only Kon didn't cower, he didn't collapse to the floor of the train in fear, which was fairly obviously what this "Eric" was expecting, given the smug and sadistic look on his face.
No, Kon stumbled half a step, then turned, his face suddenly going deadly serious.
"Now it's my turn," Kon said, and then he reached out his hand, grabbed the man by the throat, slammed him bodily into the wall of the train hard enough to stun him, then peeked out the open door to see if the coast was clear and held him outside the train, dangling him over the massive drop below.
His arm shook to make it seem like there was a strain. There was the faintest smell of burning ozone in the air, a smell that Cassie would've smelled more than once while fighting side by side with Kon. Though the illusion covered it up his eyes were sizzling with unreleased heatvision.
"Put him down," the brunette man demanded, but Kon swung his other arm so hard at the man's stomach, he crumpled against the opposite wall of the train.
Then he looked back at the other man, briefly pulling him inside the door long enough for the man to avoid hitting a building, before dangling him back outside again. The man kicked futiley at Kon's chest but while he pretended it hurt, he didn't let go. Since his arms were so long, the man couldn't even get a solid kick in anyway. He tried to pull a knife but Kon twisted it out of his hand with a very nasty looking wristlock and tossed it down into the city belong. He reached for a handgun at his side and Kon simply undid the closure on his holster and pushed it out so it fell out and away.
"Listen up, Captain Facebling. If you want teach us a lesson or two, that's fine, I'm sure that's why you're here. You're definitely not here to look pretty. But there's being a dumb thug trying for the intimidation thing and there's being a teacher and if this is what you call being a teacher I'm not sure I like your teaching style. So I'd suggest you make a note in my permanent record that the intimidation thing don't work so well for me. And that if this is about being strong and fearless I got no problem showing you exactly how strong and fearless I can be. We understood?"
The man made a wheezing, choking noise.
"I'll take that as a very oxygen-deprived yes."
Just as he was about to hit another building, Kon drew him back inside the train and threw him at the feet of the other man, who was just now rising to his feet. All of the people staring were slackjawed with awe.
"You -" Piercing Guy choked, pointing at Kon, "You - factionless - you -"
"No," said the other man. "No. Just like he said, that was fearless. And strong."
Piercing Guy, Eric, glared as the other man helped him to his feet.
"Welcome to Dauntless," said Other Guy, urging Eric of the Many Piercings away with him. Kon leaned back against the train wall with his arms crossed.
"What," said the Candor girl in shock. "Just. Happened."