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- angry and venting,
- being a superhero ain't easy,
- c: castor,
- c: cloud,
- c: cross,
- c: free,
- c: gene,
- c: ghost,
- c: qi,
- c: youth,
- c: zombie,
- censorship is hardcore,
- cross is gonna kill me,
- evil overlord,
- fuck you sphere,
- not among my brightest ideas,
- not the most competent hero,
- pissing off the npcs,
- slowly losing it,
- the more you know
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Date: 2010-04-22 06:23 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-04-22 07:33 am (UTC)I want use to play it like a poker game! Or try the Exorcist way! Either way isn't throwing your neck out there!
I CARE ABOUT YOU! I DON'T WANT TO- [This is where he puts his strength to work and tries to kick your ass in a way you've never seen him be before.]
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Date: 2010-04-22 07:38 am (UTC)I'm not trying to die I'm just sick of being useless!
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Date: 2010-04-22 07:52 am (UTC)[The seriousness is sharp and arid, like a thunderstorm as arcs of lightning roar up during his transformation from boy to Exorcist in battle garb. The blade hisses free of his shoulder and spits blazing sparks of green. Threads of white wrap around his damaged leg forcing it to move with the sheer inhuman agility of his usual self. The blade cuts through the edge of the couch as he darts to the left, feinting so he can ram the blade right through Dash. Yes he is pissed, hear that battle cry? See his eyes blazing with green fire? That's Cross trying to save you from yourself.]
YOU'RE BEING AN IDIOT!
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:03 am (UTC)[Well there goes another couch. Dash is on his feet and moving the minute the sword is up and swinging, dodging--only to find himself dodging into the blade. He still has to work on the whole, reading through a feint thing.]
[It doesn't exactly hurt but it's weird. Like a ghost pain or sensation. A wraith reaching in but not hurting him.]
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:20 am (UTC)[The blade is strangely soothing, like coming into the light of the sun. Not harming Dash at all as Allen slams the blade and his friend into the floor and sits on him. It is like being sat on by a sun, the light keeps dancing around the blade. Allen's leg is bleeding from ripped stitches but he ignores it.]
There are other ways to do things. Other means we can keep going, as long as we're walking forward there is a chance to do something.
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:30 am (UTC)Logic, reason, fine. We've been playing this game for almost two years Allen. Get it through your head! This approach, trying to figure shit out quietly, it's failing! Doublespeak and subterfuge isn't working.
[He takes a deep breath, fists clenching. He could get Allen off him, but not without severely hurting him. Not worth it. Instead he turns his head away and glares at the broken couch.]
You're bleeding.
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:41 am (UTC)Puppet skill will bind it closed until it can be restitched.
[He waves off his bleeding as if it is of no consequence.]
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:46 am (UTC)[He frowns, reaching up to poke the sword through his chest a little tentatively.]
You were attacked by fucking ninjas. And you're bleeding. You're supposed to be the medic, always telling me to be careful. Set a good example or something.
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:49 am (UTC)I was, and I'm too angry to be an example right now.
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:54 am (UTC)[Narrowing his eyes.]
I'm not dead you white-haired, donut-eating, girly-looking, fairy freak fatty.
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Date: 2010-04-22 09:08 am (UTC)And you're as much of an idiot, just as girly looking, arrogant, loud mouthed git whose who knows how old going on one.
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Date: 2010-04-22 09:15 am (UTC)Throne, Ran, Want, Shiro, Sky, Seele, Mirror, Crow, Midget, Truth, Wolverine and they're just. Gone. And now Dumpling, Flight, the twins? We were almost ninja bait! They got your leg.
I can't fucking... [He stops, putting his palms over his eyes because he refuses to cry. It's weak weak weak to cry. Men don't cry.] I can't take it.
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Date: 2010-04-22 09:26 am (UTC)[Subconsciously, he touches his scar and then the scar around his left eye.]
I don't remember them all but I've done things...I should have been damned for.
[His shoulders shake faintly as exhaustion of the soul seeps in and manages to wrap his remaining arm around Dash. He doesn't say a word, but he can't hide the tears sliding down his face already.]
I don't want to lose you too. We'll fight but, let's pick a way where we're not sitting in the butcher shop ready to be killed. please. We've lost too many...I couldn't...as selfish as it is...I couldn't do this alone!
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Date: 2010-04-22 09:36 am (UTC)God we're so fucked up. [His voice is half choked with the effort not to shed tears.]
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck! I hate this. What the hell use are we? We can't even save people. We can't do a goddamn thing. Every time. Every fucking time it's the same. You know I envy people-- [He shuts up abruptly.]
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Date: 2010-04-22 09:46 am (UTC)[He buries his face into Dash at the cut off part and hits him in the chest with his fist.]
I don't. Because even if it hurts, even if I'm bleeding and my life is in danger...this is the only path I can take that makes me feel alive!
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Date: 2010-04-22 08:16 am (UTC)