The best way to deal with excruciating pain is to make jokes about it. Worked when he was set on fire, no reason it shouldn't work now when his arm is frozen and apparently rotting off. This is all fine. A healthy coping mechanism.
"You shot first Han, so this is ultimately your fault." Kabal was innocently standing there when he was suddenly being freeze blasted like a tv dinner and he doesn't think he deserved that.
He doesn't deserve the new iceburg in the middle of the kitchen either. And fuck, that's cold. That's exceptionally cold and Kabal scrambles away in case it's going to spread, not to mention how difficult it is to breathe air that has dropped to zero. Still, he can't help but reach out to smack the prep counter with a nearby spatula to see if it'll shatter.
"I'm used to this coming with stupid ice puns, you're failing me a little." He does realize now that he's the one in a bad position here (status of his dick notwithstanding). Len has a gun that freezes things, and Kabal is primarily a melee fighter who's best trait is speed which will likely send him skidding into a wall and then face first into the cheese and seafood sundae covering the floor. "Though you do have a better outfit, so you're up there. I'd give the full effect about a six out of ten. Needs improvement, but a solid first attempt."
He has his back to a rolling kitchen cart, and he peers through it briefly trying to see where Len is before he abruptly kicks it, hoping this asshole takes it in the gut and goes down.
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"You shot first Han, so this is ultimately your fault." Kabal was innocently standing there when he was suddenly being freeze blasted like a tv dinner and he doesn't think he deserved that.
He doesn't deserve the new iceburg in the middle of the kitchen either. And fuck, that's cold. That's exceptionally cold and Kabal scrambles away in case it's going to spread, not to mention how difficult it is to breathe air that has dropped to zero. Still, he can't help but reach out to smack the prep counter with a nearby spatula to see if it'll shatter.
"I'm used to this coming with stupid ice puns, you're failing me a little." He does realize now that he's the one in a bad position here (status of his dick notwithstanding). Len has a gun that freezes things, and Kabal is primarily a melee fighter who's best trait is speed which will likely send him skidding into a wall and then face first into the cheese and seafood sundae covering the floor. "Though you do have a better outfit, so you're up there. I'd give the full effect about a six out of ten. Needs improvement, but a solid first attempt."
He has his back to a rolling kitchen cart, and he peers through it briefly trying to see where Len is before he abruptly kicks it, hoping this asshole takes it in the gut and goes down.