[He actually thought that Asch might want to fight for real, so he was legit waiting for Asch to drop his sword. And while he does see the attack coming, and the half-step he takes backwards prevents him from being completely knocked out by that hit, it still connects at least partially and it leaves Chuuya screaming out obscenities as he reaches up to clutch at his forehead.]
I didn't think you'd pull a punkass move like that-
[Okay, this time he's actually paying attention and kicks himself out of the way. Focusing is hard with this pounding headache, but he can at least force himself to move around.
He's getting the feeling that he shouldn't pull his "I fight only with my feet because everyone else is so weak that I don't fight with my full strength" nonsense here. He might actually lose if he tries.]
[Asch will get his wish later, because Chuuya will absolutely tell everyone ever about what an underhanded fighter Asch is.
Chuuya throws his arms up to try and block at least his face here, though his arms and chest are going to get hit several times and leave him hurting and winded. It's enough to get a startled, breathless gasp out of him too. Fights suck so much without gravity powers, he hates them.
But since Asch keeps trying to come in close and hit him, Chuuya is going to bring a knee up to try to hit him where the sun doesn't shine. He's not above fighting dirty, unfortunately.]
[everyone will approve of his no-holds barred technique
speaking of dirty fighting, asch has been groined so many times at this point that i wonder if he shouldn't start shopping around for a guard. he sees it coming, but it's a little late—and even the barest of impacts sends a wave of pain through his body. mother fucker. he's going down.
Chuuya is dragged down, but this is okay. Because he's trying to roll them so that he can end up on top of Asch and pin him down. Asch has him beat in size and physical strength, so he's trying to take advantage of the situation to end up on top before he gets overpowered.]
[if he knew what one was he would have one 24/7 tbh
okay, well, that happens. how come he's always on the bottom? how's this so easy? but, as mentioned, he does have chuuya beat in size—so after a punch or two, he catches his wrist, and twists it in the wrong direction.]
[And here he was enjoying punching Asch. He does stop as soon as his arm is twisted, because he's a little busy screaming out in pain.]
Let go, fucker!
[He's not getting up, but it would be easy to shove him off right now. He's busy grabbing for Asch's hand to try and pry his fingers off of his wrist.]
[He's pushing away, and he's scrambling back away from Asch before pushing himself to his feet. His body hurts but his anger is stronger than the pain.]
Of course that's not it! Enough people care about you that I'll probably get shit about it later! I just can't stand your goddamn attitude and how you keep looking down on me!
No. I wouldn't bother wasting my time. It was an off-handed comment, and nothing more. If that's looking down on you, then perhaps you have more within yourself you need to examine, first.
[this is odd. what's going on? the words he's saying are... more along the lines of what he would, should say. But something's off. Something...
[Noooo don't feel bad for him! That makes it harder to justify his anger! Nevermind that he only had flimsy excuses for starting this argument in the first place and it is absolutely him trying to act like a big tough guy to cover up his insecurities.]
What, now you're gonna try to lecture me? Yeah, that ain't happening. You don't get to talk like you know me, we're not that close.
I don't know. [that's not wholly true. he knows, or at least he knows the shape of it. but it's too big. there's not one-sentence answer for this, and even if there was, why would he talk to chuuya about it?] Do you really know why you're attacking me?
[He is very rude, but that comment just gets a snicker from him.]
Fine, fine, I'll give you a few more.
[These ones he actually holds out to Asch though, so their hands will touch and Asch gets a memory that I have to write out because there's no fukken clips of the scene I want on youtube.
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"Let's get moving, Dazai."
They won the fight easily, not that Chuuya had any doubts about it. After all, no guns or weapons stand a chance against his gravity powers. As long as he has that, he's unstoppable.
Chuuya starts to walk towards the house in front of them, stepping past the bleeding man on the ground. Since none of the men bleeding out on the ground will give away their boss's name, they're no use to him. He ignores their dying breaths as he starts to walk away.
"How unfortunate for you. Does it hurt?"
Those words- or rather, the way they're spoken in such a dead-sounding tone- stop Chuuya in his tracks. He looks back, and he sees Dazai standing over one of the bleeding men. In his hand is one of the handguns, likely picked up off the ground.
Dazai crouches down, talking to the man in a quiet voice. "It's too late to save you. Still, you won't be dead for another five minutes or so. That's five minutes of hellish suffering. I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Dazai clicks the safety off of the gun. "Do you want me to end your suffering for you?"
He pauses for a moment, eyes darting downward, and Chuuya follows his gaze to the growing blood puddle under the man.
Then he stands up, points the gun at the man, and shoots.
And he keeps shooting.
And shooting.
And while he shoots, a manic grin spreads across his face, the delight reaching even Dazai's uncovered eye.
That's when Chuuya finally moves. With one swift kick, the gun is launched from Dazai's hand and lands on the ground nearby. "Quit shooting corpses."
Instantly Dazai's face falls into a neutral look. It's almost like before, but Chuuya can see one key difference: Dazai's eye. It looks hollow, like he's dead and empty inside.
His words ring hollow as well when he says, "Ah. Of course. You're absolutely right."
It strikes something inside of Chuuya, too. It's not fear, not exactly, because Chuuya knows he can win a physical fight. But it's the first time he's seen Dazai lash out like that. Knowing Dazai is capable of that kind of violence is...
...well. Chuuya's just glad he's not on the receiving end of that mania.]
[he reaches out—and the memories flow both ways, conduit solidified between them. as Chuuya's grips Asch, Asch's own memory flows backwards into Chuuya, tunneling his own vision into the past.
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timeasmymeasure
Week 1, post-trial
Date: 2020-06-21 01:54 am (UTC)'I don't believe for a minute you didn't take a knife', huh?
[Yyyyyep he's looking to start a fight.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 01:59 am (UTC)is this a fight thing?]
Well?
I don't.
[he crosses his arms. maybe he doesn't want to fight. maybe he won't.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 02:04 am (UTC)[It might just be a verbal fight, but Chuuya is looking for an answer there.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 02:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-06-21 02:13 am (UTC)Secondly: I promised not to murder unless I had no other choice. And I have other choices right now. So I'm not murdering anyone.
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Date: 2020-06-21 02:51 am (UTC)[he holds up his hands glibly]
Anything else you feel like making clear?
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Date: 2020-06-21 02:55 am (UTC)[Yes, this is a real tag.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 03:38 am (UTC)he throws his head back barks a laugh.]
Projection at its finest.
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Date: 2020-06-21 03:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-06-21 04:02 am (UTC)Perhaps you ought to try starting a fight with a mirror. It may suit your needs better!
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Date: 2020-06-21 04:09 am (UTC)[He'll own up to being shit, but he's dragging Asch down with him.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 05:18 am (UTC)Tsk. That assumes you are my equal in combat.
[with a silken sound, he draws his sword.]
Would you care to find out, dreck?
[how nostalgic.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 05:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-06-21 05:41 am (UTC)So be it.
[he sheaths his blade just as smoothly
unclips his fannypack belt
and whacks chuuya across the head with the flat of the sheath, now full of sword.
haha! sucker!]
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Date: 2020-06-21 05:50 am (UTC)You fucking prick! I thought you wanted a fight!
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Date: 2020-06-21 06:09 am (UTC)To be honest? I thought you'd at least try to block it.
[he muses out loud, before launching himself at Chuuya, fists out.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 06:16 am (UTC)[Okay, this time he's actually paying attention and kicks himself out of the way. Focusing is hard with this pounding headache, but he can at least force himself to move around.
He's getting the feeling that he shouldn't pull his "I fight only with my feet because everyone else is so weak that I don't fight with my full strength" nonsense here. He might actually lose if he tries.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 06:26 am (UTC)Then perhaps you should have!
[and with that, he aims a furious series of blows into chuuya's head, side, neck, and solar plexus, fists swinging everywhere.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 03:21 pm (UTC)Chuuya throws his arms up to try and block at least his face here, though his arms and chest are going to get hit several times and leave him hurting and winded. It's enough to get a startled, breathless gasp out of him too. Fights suck so much without gravity powers, he hates them.
But since Asch keeps trying to come in close and hit him, Chuuya is going to bring a knee up to try to hit him where the sun doesn't shine. He's not above fighting dirty, unfortunately.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 06:23 pm (UTC)speaking of dirty fighting, asch has been groined so many times at this point that i wonder if he shouldn't start shopping around for a guard. he sees it coming, but it's a little late—and even the barest of impacts sends a wave of pain through his body. mother fucker. he's going down.
so he drags chuuya down with him.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 09:22 pm (UTC)Chuuya is dragged down, but this is okay. Because he's trying to roll them so that he can end up on top of Asch and pin him down. Asch has him beat in size and physical strength, so he's trying to take advantage of the situation to end up on top before he gets overpowered.]
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Date: 2020-06-21 11:24 pm (UTC)okay, well, that happens. how come he's always on the bottom? how's this so easy? but, as mentioned, he does have chuuya beat in size—so after a punch or two, he catches his wrist, and twists it in the wrong direction.]
Get off of me, or I'll make you.
[it is a very definite threat.]
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Date: 2020-06-22 12:56 am (UTC)Let go, fucker!
[He's not getting up, but it would be easy to shove him off right now. He's busy grabbing for Asch's hand to try and pry his fingers off of his wrist.]
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Date: 2020-06-22 01:24 am (UTC)so yeah, instead, he just shoves him off, and scrabbles to his feet, dishevelled. breathing heavily. hands still in fists.]
Come on.
What is this really about? Trees just not as satisfying? You knew no one would care if it was me?
Fine. I'll make you regret your decision.
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Date: 2020-06-22 01:37 am (UTC)Of course that's not it! Enough people care about you that I'll probably get shit about it later! I just can't stand your goddamn attitude and how you keep looking down on me!
[So the answer is to fight, of course.]
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Date: 2020-06-22 02:17 am (UTC)what was this feeling?]
Is that what you think.
How amusing. That you imagine I think about you at all.
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Date: 2020-06-22 02:22 am (UTC)[Chuuya grits his teeth.]
You go out of your way to give me shit at the trial, and now you're looking down on me again!
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Date: 2020-06-22 02:34 am (UTC)[...
huh.]
No. I wouldn't bother wasting my time. It was an off-handed comment, and nothing more. If that's looking down on you, then perhaps you have more within yourself you need to examine, first.
[this is odd. what's going on? the words he's saying are... more along the lines of what he would, should say. But something's off. Something...
...does he feel bad for this punk?]
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Date: 2020-06-22 02:39 am (UTC)What, now you're gonna try to lecture me? Yeah, that ain't happening. You don't get to talk like you know me, we're not that close.
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Date: 2020-06-22 02:57 am (UTC)[he grabs Chuuya by the front of his shirt.]
If I punch you, will it make whatever's buzzing out of control in your head better? If you punch me, will you feel satisfied? Less lonely?
Answer me. I'm not being baited any further.
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Date: 2020-06-22 03:08 am (UTC)Maybe if you'd just tell me why you're always so shitty to everyone any time you open your mouth, I'd take that answer instead.
[Chuuya honestly exacerbates that issue, but he still has to put it out there.]
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Date: 2020-06-22 03:23 am (UTC)what a lame question. just another bait.]
I don't know. [that's not wholly true. he knows, or at least he knows the shape of it. but it's too big. there's not one-sentence answer for this, and even if there was, why would he talk to chuuya about it?] Do you really know why you're attacking me?
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Date: 2020-06-22 03:45 am (UTC)[Is. Is Asch really just a sad man? Has he been mad at a sad sack of shit this entire time?]
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Date: 2020-06-22 03:53 am (UTC)Figure it out, and get back to me.
[and he's outtie. except he pauses to say over his shoulder:]
Next time you want a fight, just say so. Don't look for a pithy excuse.
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Date: 2020-06-22 04:46 am (UTC)He'll take those words to heart, though. He'll find a better reason to start a fight before doing it again.]
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Date: 2020-06-22 04:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-06-22 04:59 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2020-06-22 05:02 am (UTC)W3, THURSDAY
Date: 2020-07-03 12:40 am (UTC)he's just loading them into a t-shirt tied up to be bag-like.]
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Date: 2020-07-03 02:44 am (UTC)But Chuuya is definitely taking all of the reese's cups that can be found in the kitchen. Asch better speak up if he wants peanut buttery goodness.]
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Date: 2020-07-03 03:26 am (UTC)Leave some of those nut butter cups for other people.
[LIKE! HIM!!]
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Date: 2020-07-03 03:34 am (UTC)[He will leave ONE.]
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Date: 2020-07-03 03:39 am (UTC)Please leave the nut butter chocolates so that other people can enjoy them.
[his hand curls into a fist. first one's free, you awful chocolate-stealing man!!!]
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Date: 2020-07-03 03:44 am (UTC)[He'll leave two there instead of one. Two whole chocolates to share!]
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Date: 2020-07-03 03:54 am (UTC)You are an absolute disgrace to goodwill.
[you are a rude boy.
but he takes his two choccy cups and leaves it at? that?? APPARENTLY???]
cw: gun violence, death
Date: 2020-07-03 04:31 am (UTC)Fine, fine, I'll give you a few more.
[These ones he actually holds out to Asch though, so their hands will touch and Asch gets a memory
that I have to write out because there's no fukken clips of the scene I want on youtube.---
"Let's get moving, Dazai."
They won the fight easily, not that Chuuya had any doubts about it. After all, no guns or weapons stand a chance against his gravity powers. As long as he has that, he's unstoppable.
Chuuya starts to walk towards the house in front of them, stepping past the bleeding man on the ground. Since none of the men bleeding out on the ground will give away their boss's name, they're no use to him. He ignores their dying breaths as he starts to walk away.
"How unfortunate for you. Does it hurt?"
Those words- or rather, the way they're spoken in such a dead-sounding tone- stop Chuuya in his tracks. He looks back, and he sees Dazai standing over one of the bleeding men. In his hand is one of the handguns, likely picked up off the ground.
Dazai crouches down, talking to the man in a quiet voice. "It's too late to save you. Still, you won't be dead for another five minutes or so. That's five minutes of hellish suffering. I wouldn't be able to bear it."
Dazai clicks the safety off of the gun. "Do you want me to end your suffering for you?"
He pauses for a moment, eyes darting downward, and Chuuya follows his gaze to the growing blood puddle under the man.
Then he stands up, points the gun at the man, and shoots.
And he keeps shooting.
And shooting.
And while he shoots, a manic grin spreads across his face, the delight reaching even Dazai's uncovered eye.
That's when Chuuya finally moves. With one swift kick, the gun is launched from Dazai's hand and lands on the ground nearby. "Quit shooting corpses."
Instantly Dazai's face falls into a neutral look. It's almost like before, but Chuuya can see one key difference: Dazai's eye. It looks hollow, like he's dead and empty inside.
His words ring hollow as well when he says, "Ah. Of course. You're absolutely right."
It strikes something inside of Chuuya, too. It's not fear, not exactly, because Chuuya knows he can win a physical fight. But it's the first time he's seen Dazai lash out like that. Knowing Dazai is capable of that kind of violence is...
...well. Chuuya's just glad he's not on the receiving end of that mania.]
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Date: 2020-07-04 12:33 am (UTC)[he reaches out—and the memories flow both ways, conduit solidified between them. as Chuuya's grips Asch, Asch's own memory flows backwards into Chuuya, tunneling his own vision into the past.
give them both a moment to... recover from that.]
Hm.