Equius Zahhak (
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exsilium2012-05-19 01:03 am
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004 ♐ text : Fail to screw in lightbulbs.
D --> Are there STRONGER light bulbs somewhere in this e%ecrable place
D --> These terrible orbs of shattering pain are e%temely insufficient
D --> Or perhaps just, assistance with getting these into their sockets might be enough
D --> These terrible orbs of shattering pain are e%temely insufficient
D --> Or perhaps just, assistance with getting these into their sockets might be enough
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Sollux trips once more after being hit, stumbling back to fall against the wall, and his hand immediately goes to his mouth. He bit his tongue so hard it bled, and he spits out onto the floor.
And grins again.]
If I didn't know better, I'd thay you were holding back.
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Holding back-?
[His back straightens, adjusting his gloves as he moves forward. It's fast, suddenly he's punching a hole in the wall next to Sollux's head and he holds his face close, upper lip twitching as he glares.]
If anything I'd say you were, peasant.
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Maybe I am.
[He replies, licking his lips as the other gets closer.]
We are indoorsth. I'd rather not decimate my own rethpiteblock.
[Instead, Sollux grabs a fistful of Equius shirt cloth, pulling it toward him despite how close the two of them are already.]
But you'd dethtroy everything in thith building jutht the thame if it meant winning against me, right?
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I wouldn't dare lose to you. [But the idea of losing is enough to get his teeth grinding again. He feels sweat trickle down his cheek and his hands clench tight at his sides.]
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[He tugs a bit once more, their mouths inches away.]
Tho how about it, Zahhak? Think you can handle thith thort of thing?
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Just.
Get.
Get get out of here, dear mother.
[He closes his eyes, pinching his nose and turns away, trying to stop shaking as he breathes deep.]
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Yeah, whatever.
Jutht think on it. Theriouthly.
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Leave.
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[And really, he is. Cracking his neck to the side, he steps away from the mess of a desk on the floor, and starts to leave the apartment.]
Have fun cleaning.