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tRY NOT TO LET YOU'RE PAN SWELL TOO B1G,
nOT EVEN THE ELEVATOR COULD HANDLE THAT.

You mean that you couldn't fuckin handle me.

cAN AND HAVE.

Havve not.
At best you bested me in an encounter or twwo an then ran awway.

1 NEVER RUN.

You're wwrong about that.

aCTUALLY NO.
1'M R1GHT.

You ran awway from talkin' about moirails just today. [Yeah, he's walking up towards Summoner, dressed casually and not very well for the weather at all. Of course, he's a coolblood, and the cold doesn't bother him much] Wwhat happened to you?

Never run, Dualscar. [he tried to keep closer to the elevator exit so he wasn't hard to find, not that he ever is. Summoner gives a weak smile as he turns, though with how trashed his lips and jaw/chin are right now, expressions are a little tough.]

Uh, nothing, ya know, getting into trouble. [A small smirk, pocketing his hands.]

The usual.

Right. [He looks Summoner up and down] Wwhat else is neww? You look like you got black-kissed by a lawwnring mowwer.

[Turns, starting to get away from the elevator a bit now.]

Might as well have, take a guess.

...I'm not goin' to fuckin' guess. I don't think I wwant or care to knoww. [No, actually he can't resist] Is it Spinneret?

[He prickles at that, quickly replying.]

-No. [His wings flicker.]

No...

[He visibly relaxes a little. Though he's actively pursuing Disciple now, there's still a part of him that gets very jealous about Mindfang. He clears his throat] Wwell, a course not. I should a knowwn that much. [Awkwardly, he folds his arms] It's not the Highblood, is it? [He's sort of running out of adult trolls that Summoner might not like...]

Heh, oh but it is. [A shrug.] Who else could do this so effortlessly, eh?

[He grimaces] You aren't actually black for that piece a hoofbeast leavvings, are you?

Hoofbeast leavings? [A raised brow.]

Hey, he's... pretty impressive, huge douchebag though. [A whistle.] But I dunno, pretty sure we're not- [Shrug.]

[He lifts a corner of his lip contemptuously, showing a few sharp teeth. The fact is GHB killed him, twice, and his hatred for him is completely platonic - partly because he's utterly terrified of him.] That's wwhat I said, an that's wwhat he is. I see nothin' impressivve about him other than his size, wwhich is nothin' to actually croww about on account a all he had to do wwas eat and groww. [Growl] You're better off, don't wworry about that. Best you can do is stay awway from him.

Size, strength, will power, the fact that he gets dirty himself insteada hiding behind his lusus. [Another shrug. Summoner soon glances at him, raising a brow.]

Better off staying away from him? Uh, not so much. Pretty sure doing that would just end up causing problems. I'm, I'm all right not really being in a quadrant with him and just playing around though. Get's stress out.

[Dualscar's getting visibly agitated by this, his fins flaring and flattening and his fists clenching]

Good for you, then. I hope you enjoy your injuries, on account a the fact that it's just a matter a time before you wwind up disappearin' from the bubble for a wweek. But it's your fuckin' mistake to make.

I already did? [A laugh.] That ass hole won't test my nerves again, the idea of me really being done with him and saying 'no' is something his dumbass can't deal with. And well-

Since he knows if he kills me again, everything we do's over, he'll listen. [A sly smile.] Proper training, Scar.

[To Dualscar, this is such a touchy subject, and the fact that Summoner is laughing and being cocky when Dualscar can't even be in the Grand Highblood's presence is shredding to him. It was hard enough to lose to Summoner once, to lose his leg and be culled. This is just a reminder that, somehow, this lowblood is so much stronger than he is.

And every smile and laugh seems like a jab to Dualscar. Like deliberate mockery, when the truth is that Summoner probably isn't even aware of his feelings.]

Right, you're all good wwith trainin' those better than you. [He sneers, fins flaring with anger. That was what his own loss had been, wasn't it? Training. Training Dualscar to behave.] Howw long do you think you can get awway wwith that? Flauntin your arrogance wwith us? You'll be smacked dowwn evventually, don't think you wwon't!

[Yeah well he definitely doesn't mean it like that. he's not even really being cocky about this, he's just expressing himself in a rather- honest way, saying it like it is, which is actually kind of nice. But yeah, there's history between he and Dualscar, he's not denying that, but they're past it, right? Dualscar's moved on pretty nicely too considering Disciple and all. So Summoner doesn't see the problem in talking about his black fight buddy to a degree.]

[A laugh, shaking his head.] Better than me? No one's better than me, we're all about the same, I'm just better at training wild animals is all. [A smile to himself, hands back to his pockets as he walks slowly through the woods.]

What-?

I'm not a wwild animal!

[He snarls and makes a grab for Summoner's arm, trying to jerk him back to face him.

He remembers they were mostly talking about the Grand Highblood, but with the connections as they've been made in his brain, they might as well be talking about him. Because everything is basically about Dualscar in Dualscar's head anyway. And besides, Summoner didn't exactly deny what he just accused him of a second ago, either.

For once, this isn't about romance, either. That, at least, is true.]

[That gains another "wha-" and then a slightly surprised, "you-?" Before he's being tugged. Summoner's body tenses, wings opening a little in surprise. He's got an initial 'flight' response before any 'fight', but it's Dualscar, what the hell even?]

[He rips his arm away, shoving at him a little before stepping away, frowning and giving him a rather frustrated look, hand sliding through his hair again.]

Okay, I, I don't really know what your problem is here, but I wasn't talking about you, 'Scar, stop being so high tide.

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