Characters: Zach, Tifa, Royce, Cloud, Sora Location Building 100 Date: 116, after lockdown Summary: A bunch of nerds get locked in a house together. Warnings: None!
There have been plenty of people who have names that showed up on the obituaries and yet nobody ever heard from them. How do you know the houses didn't eat them?
[ Oh, he's one of those. Royce rolls his eyes. ] No. You can help whoever you want, but you're just going to get angry when people take advantage of it.
[ Royce cannot, it's too much optimism and Good. It burrrrnnnnsss... ] Great. You're worse than Tifa. [ Sigh. ] Go on. Help people until it kills you, then.
[ It's the only way to wear him down, it's true. ] So tell me, if someone - hypothetically, like me - took another person - hypothetically, like Cloud, or Tifa - and threatened to slit their throats, would you jump in to stop it?
[ Royce is in a testing sort of mood. He stands up, moving closer to Sora - it might not be incredibly intimidating since Sora might actually be taller than Royce's 5'3 self, but...
Royce is threatening, in the way he stands, near silently. His eyes are only just barely visible under the hood, and his voice is low and soft when he speaks. ] I wonder how dedicated to that you really are.
[Royce is threatening. He's very threatening despite his height and Sora's hands clench just a little bit tighter.
But he's faced off against a lot of threatening individuals over the years so he doesn't back down, even going as far as to take a step closer to the other man.]
Try me! I wouldn't let you hurt any of my friends! I wouldn't let you hurt anyone just because you felt the need to!
He grins, and it's an ugly expression. Predatory and sharp, almost Cheshire-like, it doesn't look like it belongs on his face. Most smiles don't. He stares up at Sora, and doesn't answer for a good couple of moments.
And then he folds his arms. ]
You wouldn't be able to stop me, but it doesn't matter. I don't kill people for the fun of it.
Really, why do people keep assuming that they've fought people much more skilled than me like that matters? [ Royce sounds baffled. ] You don't have a weapon, and neither do I.
How well do you do with fistfights and hand-to-hand combat?
I don't need a weapon to be able to hold my own in a fight! [He had enough skill from both Ventus and Roxas combined with his own to be able to handle pretty much anything.
Not to say that he was good, necessarily, but he would be able to at least get by.]
How do you know? [He takes offense to that, sir. Because if you have enough drive you can win any fight you get into!] There's always a chance you can win if you fight hard enough and smart enough.
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That's not going to happen. If houses came to life here, someone would have said something. Plus, I'm not that stupid! I know how to be careful!
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So you're just being mean.
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It's not going to kill me! Helping people and saving worlds is what I do and I'm not going to stop just because I'm here!
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Of course I would!
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Royce is threatening, in the way he stands, near silently. His eyes are only just barely visible under the hood, and his voice is low and soft when he speaks. ] I wonder how dedicated to that you really are.
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But he's faced off against a lot of threatening individuals over the years so he doesn't back down, even going as far as to take a step closer to the other man.]
Try me! I wouldn't let you hurt any of my friends! I wouldn't let you hurt anyone just because you felt the need to!
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He grins, and it's an ugly expression. Predatory and sharp, almost Cheshire-like, it doesn't look like it belongs on his face. Most smiles don't. He stares up at Sora, and doesn't answer for a good couple of moments.
And then he folds his arms. ]
You wouldn't be able to stop me, but it doesn't matter. I don't kill people for the fun of it.
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The young man huffs lightly, tension seeping out of his stance just a bit.]
People have said that before and I've stopped all of them.
[Almost all of them. Sure it may have taken a few times but he'd managed it and it was all thanks to his friends.]
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How well do you do with fistfights and hand-to-hand combat?
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Not to say that he was good, necessarily, but he would be able to at least get by.]
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Don't pick fights with people you can't possibly hope to win against. [ This isn't a threat, it's actually... advice. Royce thinks he's helping. ]
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