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last man standing. ([personal profile] baltimores) wrote in [personal profile] redsoil 2023-09-09 07:47 pm (UTC)

Shut the fuck up.

[ The words are the equivalent of teeth snapping against one another with enough force to rattle his jaw. The sun — any sun — is just another star, only made notable by one’s proximity to it. So, fine. Amos can mimic this particular star that fuels Set’s mental domain, solar flares rushing off of him in lieu of his ability to pace forward, grab Set by the throat. He will take that oppressive heat and use it to fuel him rather than beat him down; he will seek to encroach on Set’s space as much as he can until the other is cornered, cowered into submission.

Fuck he wishes he could actually just punch the guy in the face. ]


I’m not fucking playing games. [ Like you, you goddamn freak. ] Tell me where it is.

[ In one ear, out the other — because if Amos is strong and violent and forceful enough he will get what he wants from Set, regardless of what the other says. Because in the end, that’s what people like him do; they will trample over others and think nothing of it because it is about them. He can only outrun that part of himself for so long, and with Set, he doesn’t bother to care to try. ]

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