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[bloodandbrass]

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[bloodandbrass]

sure.

gotta be as strong as i am. doesn't back down. isn't afraid.

[ he pauses, considering. ]

and not here just to be meat for that thing.

[ because otherwise david might qualify. ]

[hardlydead]

So basically any killers like you.

[bloodandbrass]

some. not always.

[hardlydead]

No? Like who?

[bloodandbrass]

why do you want to know so bad? this ain't just wondering.

[hardlydead]

[ he actually has to pause mid-step just to scoff ]

I know you're not used to it, but this just how normal conversations go.

[bloodandbrass]

[ ????? but no swearing and accusations??? ]

i know how to talk to people. i just don't like it.

[hardlydead]

I dunno about that one, Chuck.

[bloodandbrass]

no point. none of you ever has anything good to say.

[hardlydead]

Bit harsh.

[bloodandbrass]

you think i'm wrong?

[hardlydead]

Obviously.

[bloodandbrass]

then keep it to yourself.

[ stop arguing while he has traps to set, david, there's people trespassing already. he can tell. ]

[hardlydead]

[ whatEVER he's annoyed now. pauses again with a huff of "this fuckin'--" under his breath and everything. ]

So your ass practically interrogates me about random shit but I've got nothing to say that's worth hearing?

[ he's gonna punch a tree this man is so annoying ]

[bloodandbrass]

[ don't call out his hypocrisy and inconsistency!! he won't acknowledge it!! ]

most of the time, yeah.

[ there's noises out in the darkness. he turns, watches the shadows, and moves toward them. he doesn't need this on top of the conversation he's having. ]

[hardlydead]

You ever tried not being such a pain and a hypocrite?

[bloodandbrass]

i'm not a hypocrite.

[ this blatant lie aside, he doesn't contest being a pain. ]

[hardlydead]

[ evan if you hear a distant and frustrated "oh my god" just ignore it ]

Oh so all them times you wanna throw your weight around and make demands and ultimatums but get pissy when someone gives you half that attitude back, that's all made up then is it?

[bloodandbrass]

[ ignore signs of trespassing? how can he? he follows what he swears is a voice, somewhere in the darkness. ]

that's me being better than the rest of you. same thing that started this whole conversation.

[hardlydead]

That's you being completely up yourself, you mean.

[bloodandbrass]

some people are better. would've thought you'd have figured that out by now.

[hardlydead]

[ "you sound like my parents" is right there, he types it out without thinking, but thankfully he's an elder millennial and occasionally looks at his messages before he sends them. (but only occasionally.) ]

And you're one of them, yeah? Just because you say so?

[bloodandbrass]

because i know so.

[ he can see a silhouette in the trees. he pockets the phone and moves toward it, slowly, almost like he's actually hunting instead of just tracking. ]

[hardlydead]

Love to see the proof someday.

[ alexa play famous last words ]

[ he assumes the lack of a response is because evan had one of his famous rage fits, so after some silence david shoves his phone back in his pocket. pauses for a moment, looks around in confusion because he shouldn't be this close to the macmillan estate? did he get rerouted here literally just because he was talking to evan? god he hates the fog. ]

[bloodandbrass]

[ he ignores the message, thinking david's somewhere else, and as he gets close enough to see the silhouette look around he reaches out to clamp his hand over their shoulder and drag them around. not strike first. not kill immediately. for once. or maybe twice.

but it's david he pulls around, and the surprise is clear in how still he goes as soon as he realizes who's there.

some part of him thinks a particularly nasty thought at the entity, who must be watching. ]