[Video // Private to Yuca]
Jan. 29th, 2011 12:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whatwasHave a question for you.
[For as unusually brief as Horst is being, he seems very relaxed. Content, even.]
[For as unusually brief as Horst is being, he seems very relaxed. Content, even.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 03:58 am (UTC)not to mention finally being able to vent the whole frustration that comes from just being Horst.Yuca's head snaps to the side as the punch makes contact with his jaw, and moves to stomp his foot over the vampire's chest, not able to aim all that well due to the previous blow.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 04:07 am (UTC)His shirt is ripped in at least three places, but the cuts have stopped bleeding at least. He eyes Yuca, and for a moment becomes distracted by the scars on Yuca's neck.
Then he jumps over the bench between them, to tackle Yuca to the ground]
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Date: 2011-01-30 04:09 am (UTC)Angel, a little voice in his head says, and Yuca can't hesitate because he's fighting, but where the hell did that come from?]
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Date: 2011-01-30 04:40 am (UTC)and then he hits Yuca again. His voice is a quiet hiss.]
Who do you reckon is winning?
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Date: 2011-01-30 04:43 am (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-01-30 04:51 am (UTC)This isn't real. You're teaching me, remember?
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Date: 2011-01-30 04:54 am (UTC)What are you?
[Because now, he knows he's not human. And he's trying to break free from Horst's hold again, the previous question not quite registering anymore.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 04:59 am (UTC)[And just before he lets Yuca kick free, he whispers 'Don't leave'.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:02 am (UTC)Horst-
[He bites his lip, before shaking his head and letting the emotion fall from his face, sliding back into another stance.]
...that was good. Again.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:14 am (UTC)I think I fight better when I'm drunk.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:18 am (UTC)[He steps in again, but slower this time.]
Move slowly. Calm yourself down and just watch my movements and retaliate with your own.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:22 am (UTC)I think you have the advantage--being calm so naturally, as you are.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:23 am (UTC)[He moves forward a little into the opening, taking a deep breath before aiming to hit him again.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:30 am (UTC)[Not possible to talk when you're being hit across the jaw]
--ow
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:31 am (UTC)That wasn't very good.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:33 am (UTC)[Either way Horst moves to hit back]
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:37 am (UTC)[Offline]
Date: 2011-01-30 05:39 am (UTC)You can hit me harder than that.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:43 am (UTC)Maybe I'm going easy on you.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:52 am (UTC)You shouldn't.
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:55 am (UTC)[Sidestepping around him, getting away from being cornered.]
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Date: 2011-01-30 05:58 am (UTC)[He wipes blood off his chin--the cut has started to heal already--and moves after Yuca, trying to grab him]
Maybe I shouldn't go easy on you either, hm?
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Date: 2011-01-30 06:05 am (UTC)Well, it's hardly my fault if you heal all the damage I do to you. I'm only human.
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Date: 2011-01-30 06:11 am (UTC)[He has Yuca pressed against one of the stone pillars, and he knows he ought to hit or throw or something now. But he just has Yuca's wrists pinned, and instead of fighting all he ends up doing is study Yuca quietly]
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Date: 2011-01-30 06:21 am (UTC)[Suddenly quiet. Yuca vaguely tries to struggle out of Horst's grip, but he gives up when he realizes that the vampire didn't seem like he was going to hurt him. The scrutiny was a little unnerving, if Yuca could feel unnerved... which, he was sort of thinking that he could. And that anger, earlier- where had that came from? Bits and pieces of memory, of names, of emotions were trickling back to him, and it was so strange, like he was the bottom of the hourglass, slowly being filled with grain after grain of sand.
He swallows hard, meeting Horst's gaze as best as he could.]
...what's wrong?
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