and he stops short, because that's how long it takes him to realize that white isn't talking about any old monster. he's talking about himself. he's talking about himself like he's the demon lying in wait.
it's still tense, and a long moment passes, but he'll reach a hand out, curling it around white's forearm.]
white had called mineo a pushover - but it seems like they've finally found what pisses him off. his grip on his arm tightens, probably just approaching painful.]
I'm not gonna say that what you've done is okay, and I'm not giving you a free pass. Next time we spar, I'm gonna wipe the floor with you! [and it won't be enough, but it'll make mineo feel better.]
But you're not some psychopath or irredeemable freak!
[because -
white errs toward violence, but almost comically so. like he's gotta be the one proving that he's the beast or he'll get stepped on. like he's gotta follow the orders of this Lord Ares without questioning it. that's not someone who's evil at their core - even if they've done evil things.]
honestly, one of white's first instincts is to punch him—but he doesn't. instead, his head dips, and his shoulders begin to shake... in laughter? it's quiet, barely perceptible, but it's there.
hey, lord lessa. i think i've met someone almost as much of an idiot as you.
[and - honestly, he doesn't know what white's response is. he doesn't get it. but he's also not trying to get it right now, getting up and using his grip on white's arm to pull him closer -
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[vanquished.
. . . .
and he stops short, because that's how long it takes him to realize that white isn't talking about any old monster. he's talking about himself. he's talking about himself like he's the demon lying in wait.
it's still tense, and a long moment passes, but he'll reach a hand out, curling it around white's forearm.]
... hey.
Don't say that shit about yourself.
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... Are you fucking stupid? I'm a Deman. People literally derived that from "demon". We're about as much of a textbook example as it gets.
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[well then.
white had called mineo a pushover - but it seems like they've finally found what pisses him off. his grip on his arm tightens, probably just approaching painful.]
I'm not gonna say that what you've done is okay, and I'm not giving you a free pass. Next time we spar, I'm gonna wipe the floor with you! [and it won't be enough, but it'll make mineo feel better.]
But you're not some psychopath or irredeemable freak!
[because -
white errs toward violence, but almost comically so. like he's gotta be the one proving that he's the beast or he'll get stepped on. like he's gotta follow the orders of this Lord Ares without questioning it. that's not someone who's evil at their core - even if they've done evil things.]
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honestly, one of white's first instincts is to punch him—but he doesn't. instead, his head dips, and his shoulders begin to shake... in laughter? it's quiet, barely perceptible, but it's there.
hey, lord lessa. i think i've met someone almost as much of an idiot as you.
in a place like this, who would've thought?]
Let go of me, asshole.
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[and - honestly, he doesn't know what white's response is. he doesn't get it. but he's also not trying to get it right now, getting up and using his grip on white's arm to pull him closer -
just so that he can get him into a headlock. hm.]
Say you're not a monster!
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[well, now he's trying to shove mineo off of him.]
Fine, I'm not a monster! Geez, you're making a way bigger deal of this than it needs to be!
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Shut up, I'm making it exactly the size of deal it's gotta be!
[that barely made sense]
Ahhh, you piss me off! Just fucking win and do what you want that doesn't involve hurting people already!
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[god he's still so tired from sparring and he just barely got a burst of energy to headlock white
so he just
flops over again]
Stupid horned edgelord...
[but he's just. grumbling useless still apparently]
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No! I'm not letting what you say get to me!
[kind of is tho]
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[except mineo apparently]
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... I'd definitely prefer to be somewhere a little - .... not as taxing as this place.
[not as LEWD]
But I've got stuff I want too.
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Yeah.
[ . . . ]
I was told that I shouldn't forget what I came here for - when I went to talk to the other avatars.
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[he's too dumb to theorize]
Maybe it was just to get us to focus - or give into the indulging if we haven't already...?
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[said more to himself than to mineo.]
Maybe. Stop screwing around—except in one sense of the term—and get to it?
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but the implication there
just makes him throw a hand over his face]
Dude...!
[THAT'S LEWD]
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Wow. Endorsi was right—you really do act like a fucking virgin.
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I - I don't wanna hear that from you....!!
[JUST ASSUMING WHITE DOESN'T FUCK?]
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