[log] justin! he's punching all my blood out! [closed]

[bywolves]

Characters: Royce Melborn and Alfie Solomons
Location: House 12
Date: Day 351ish
Summary: We'll see if they both last the night, honestly.
Warnings: violence, extra stuff will be cw'd in the subject lines.

BUILDING 12: This bizarre house, while fully intact, only consists of one very large empty room and a hatch that leads to the maintenance tunnels.

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[bywolves]

[ There's a pause, as Royce works through that. He hates having someone know so much about him without knowing them as precisely in return. ]

That is what I was going to say. [ He hasn't looked far enough back to know. ]

[devoutish]

Mm.

The conversations we've had about me being Jewish, and what that means - those weren't over the network.

[bywolves]

[ Royce sinks back down against the wall. ]

I'm not mir. [ This is before he knew for sure. Before, he could just - pretend. ] But I've been treated like one. And you know how they're treated, apparently.

[devoutish]

I do. And I know that you're mir.

[bywolves]

I'm - no, I'm not. [ Royce says, sharply. Genuine. ] I just told you.

[devoutish]

Yeah, but you're wrong. And I do think you know it. Your hearing, your eyesight--

[bywolves]

Stop.

[ He can't leave. He wants to. His breath catches just a slight bit, and his tone is harsh, angry. ]

Shut your mouth. Now.

[devoutish]

Don't use mir as an insult.

[bywolves]

[ His jaw works. ]

Fine. [ There was always something that sat wrong with him using it as an insult anyway. Gods above, his heart's thudding in his ears so loudly. Sick to his stomach. This is so much to take in. ]

[devoutish]

Could do with not calling yourself a broken animal or an empty shell, either.

[bywolves]

I'm not calling myself that. I'm fine.

[devoutish]

Your future self is still you.

[And he has no plans to let him forget it.]

[bywolves]

Right. [ It's not him, they're different people, and Royce is sticking to that. He has to. He needs to think that when the week ends he just won't exist anymore, because he can't have that to look forward to.

He just escaped hell once. He doesn't know how much he has it in him to do it again. ]

Anyway. Still bleeding?

[devoutish]

Bleeding out.

[He prods at the bandage, which will need to be changed again soon.]

[bywolves]

Good. Means you can't follow me when I leave in the morning.

[devoutish]

Don't do something fucking stupid like try to leave just before lockdown, and I won't.

[bywolves]

I can't believe I'm stuck in here all night with you.

[ ugh ]

[devoutish]

I'm glad of it. I missed you.

[bywolves]

[ UGH!!! ]

... Did you know someone asked me to get rid of you?

[devoutish]

Is that why you knifed me?

[He really doesn't think it is. If Royce had really wanted him dead, then he'd be dead already.]

[bywolves]

No. I knifed you because you were in my way.

[devoutish]

Then why haven't you done it?

[bywolves]

Wasn't worth it. [ Shrug. ] He didn't have enough to trade.

[devoutish]

That's House. He's no friend of yours.

[bywolves]

I didn't trust him much to follow through. And I don't do anything if I'm not being paid for it.