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003✌[Accidental Video]

[Its only 19:10 two hours after evening sirens, but already Dirk was needing to take a rest and find shelter to catch his breath and take stock of his actions.

His NV showed him for a brief moment as he cleaned the gore from the shades, before panning around the street, left then right. The sound of beasts and other horrific monsters could be heard in the near distance and the mutilated bodies (or what was left of them) were scattered at Dirk's feet.]

Like looking for a needle in a hay stack my ass...

[Spitting onto the red tainted blade of his Katana before cleaning it off on a rag he pulled from his pocket.]

I'm looking for one needle, not a fucking crack house full of them.

[Dirk sighed and slipped his NV-shades back over his eyes once both it and his sword were clean. He'd been looking for a certain kind of monster, but managed to stumble onto every other kind and its mother.]

Has to be out here somewhere. Lets try this again.

[This was where the feed cut off.]

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[Yea, that kind of hit Dirk hard. He knows that anything along the lines of I did that to save my friends, is going to make him sound like a huge fucking hypoctite.]

I didn't fucking die altogether! We don't have our Derse bodies here! How the fuck was I s'pose to know you come back here, Godtier or not! I can't believe I came out looking for your insufferable ass!!

[And there it was, knuckles to Dave's face again. Never mind that Dave would probably fight back, and never mind the fact that Dave's powers were holding off a horde of monsters right now too.]

[That makes Dave pause. Dirk...had taken the comment about Bro to mean himself and oh fuck no. Suddenly, he's ten times madder than before.] You stupid fucking hypocritical shit! I meant Bro, but oh so you did it too did you?

I'm not even surprised. [On surprise, he's swinging his fist, ignoring the burning pain of being socked in the face twice. He makes to grab Dirk, planting his feet as he seizes two handfuls of his shirt and starts to fall back. Welcome to the rolling throw.]

In case you didn't notice everyone dies in Sburb!

[Wait! Fuck wait!! Dave wasn't talking about the last moment Dirk remembers about home before arriving here? Putting his head into that-- Shit!]

I had a pl--!!

[Dirk was cut off, the air literally knocked out of his lungs by Dave's move. Managing to gain some control of where he was rolling, Dirk was able to skid up and back onto his feet before he rolled too far out and into the clutch of the slow-mo-monsters.]

We're not IN Sburb right now!

[Have your brother flash stepping to the side of you now Dave, hands held in one solid fist that's being propelled at the small of your back.]

[There is a Dave on the floor blurring out of the way of the hit and one coming up behind Dirk. Together they laugh.]

Let me give you a little lesson about having plans when it comes to Sburb. [The first Dave intones as he dances back, putting distance between himself and Dirk. The second makes a cutting motion across his throat then darts into Dirk's range aiming a kick at the side of his knee.]

Every one of them ends in death.

[The first circles like a shark and the other blurs out of focus, both going different directions.]

Course not. [A chorus this time.] That's why I had to choose.

John. [Then second Dave warps out, in a flash of red, leaving the other behind.]

Or me.

Edited 2012-12-08 00:35 (UTC)

[Despite the while cloning stunt Dave was pulling right now, Dirk managed to at least take his falls with grace, saving himself more damage than he would have otherwise gained.]

But you didn't even save him. I have his hammer Dave, I know what happened to the both of you.

[Now was his chance. As he was knocked down by the knee, Dirk rolled onto his back, legs up in the air and spinning over and up by his shoulder, much like the kind of moves you'd see from a break dancer. Once he was up, he rushed for the Dave that was most in focus.]

You shouldn't have taken this all on alone! I don't give a shit about being a hero, a knight, a fucking Prince! You're fucking family first!!

[Third contact! Dirk managed to flash step away from the Dave he charged at, landing behind the one that had been out of range to deliver an uppercut right under that annoying jaw.]

[And that was the whole nutshell of why they were both angry. It hits Dave like Noir with a solid blow. He'd done the same thing as Bro. Hell, he'd do it with a warning. Everything had happened so fast. The decision had been made and that had been the end of it.

He tuned back into the fight in time to whip around and take that fist in his jaw, sending him back and to the ground. It took a moment before he found the ability to speak.]

I couldn't even slow it down. [He sat up slowly, rubbing at his jaw.]

John was supposed to run. 'I had a plan'. [Now he's just tired. His expression never changing as he climbed to his feet.] We're both hypocrites, are we done driving that home? Be angry. You'd have done the same damn thing. And I wouldn't have even gotten a ring. You know it and I know it.

Let's just keep going from here.

Edited 2012-12-08 01:07 (UTC)

[Rubbing his fist, his knuckles bruised and bloody under the fingerless gloves he was wearing. Dirk listened to Dave with his back turned to him. He was right, shit, Dave knew he was right, he knew that they were as bad as each other, as bad as their guardians and would probably never learn unless something like this happened to them a few times over.

Dirk remained silent, yet he drew his sword. Were things really that bad? Did he really have to raise his blade to Dave?]

Rad plan bro.

[Apparently not. It seemed his weapon being drew was not for his brother, but for the monsters and beasts that had finally crept in on them during all the fighting they were doing with one another.]

[He wasn't worried when Dirk drew his blade. Dave spun around to face the monsters in the dark, his blade drawn and restored.]

Sweet, let's rock the house.

[And then he split the approaching beast in half with one swing.]

[Dirk tossed a quick glance over his shoulder to his brother, before charging the hellion before him. His blade pierced clean through the middle and Dirk took the hilt with both hands, jumping up and landing his feet on the chest of the impaled beast. With a pulse of energy from his legs, Dirk sent the monster soaring backwards, knocking over a few more that had lined up in its wake.]

Whoever kills the least is buying the pizza.

[He ducked under a claw swipe and opened another beast right along its side. He'd normally say they'll come back tomorrow but, right now? He wants to wreck some shit. Dave side-steps feeling something pass by him close enough to cause some damage. Whatever it was is fast, until he slows it down again with time. He takes out a leg with a snort.]

Sounds like a deal to me. Get ready to curse your wallet, bro.

[Dirk's guard slipped as he went to toss a glance at Dave, a larger beast managing to swipe at him, knocking Dirk back a few paces as well as knocking the wind from his chest.

He stumbled. Fuck. Maybe his tussle with Dave earlier doubled with having been out here for five nights solid, was starting to take effect on Dirk's body.

He caught his balance eventually and neared Dave's back with his own, yet his vision was blurring. The monsters seemed to be closing in faster than he could count them and before Dirk knew what was going on, he was puckering up and kissing the asphalt.]

[Suddenly, everything is wrong. Dave exploits the seconds to grab hold of Dirk after he hits the ground. The monsters, their issues, just don't matter anymore. He has to get his brother out of dodge. With a flash of red light, that's exactly what he does.

Where they appear is the floor of his room in the boarding house. He immediately turns the other boy over and lifts him up. The sword is left on the ground as he navigates around the cables on the floor and deposits the prone form into his pile of pillows. A blanket is fetched from the back of a chair and draped over Dirk. He'll be ok. There's only minor injuries aside from the ones he's dished out himself.

Dave turns away from his sleeping relation and picks up the blade. He takes it with him downstairs. He'll clean it while calling for pizza.]

[It was pure exhaustion on Dirk's end, having been out there for days and nights on end searching for whatever had taken his brothers life once. It was no surprise that it had come to this. Dirk would be sore in the morning, but at least Dave was back and well.

It took a good few hours for Dirk to shake awake after passing out like that, and when he was finally awake, he rose to look around. Heh, Dave's room, it really was no different from his own room back home.]

[Dave's room had a star painted ceiling, with turntables plugged in on one side. His homework and school books were set by the pillows. Dave had obviously been there, his pencil lay on the notebook. Compared to his previous room it was fairly simple, no computer but there was a hamper.

The shower runs for a few minutes before it shuts off. Ten minutes later Dave emerges in just a pair of jeans while towel drying his hair.]

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