towerofanimus | i'm giving it my all

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i'm giving it my all

Characters: Steinette and whoever wants to run across her
Setting: 4th Floor
Format: Action spam, but I'll follow you
Summary: After getting sent back "home" Stein's in need of a cool down. Time for someone to bother her during her half-naked martial arts, clearly.
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A sound soul- [She jumps and kicks high, gracefully landing down on her other leg, already poised for another attack] Rests in a sound body- [A low kick this time, her leg sweeping around her in a perfect arc before she's back up on her feet] And a sound mind. [She strikes out behind her with her palm, a strange electricity emanating from her hand.

She repeats the mantra and the attacks, and probably would all day if she could. It would be such a shame for someone to interrupt her...]

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...not once the world burns.

_{[enjoy this terrifying look. he turns, staring at her, the grin only widening.]}

[Fighting every instinct she has to just run, she remains on the stairs, staring down at him]

You should probably go and lay down.

_{[he steps towards her, incapable of smiling any wider.]}

She's changing everything.

_{There's no reason to hide anymore. I just have to stop the noise.}

[She stood her ground. She wasn't going to let some asshole - even if that asshole was herself - intimidate her like this.]

She's changed nothing. The only one that's changed is you.

You've given yourself over to the madness. And now you feel better because you don't have to listen to anyone anymore, right? But in exchange for your supposed freedom, you have to deal with the constant noise. I might be bound up hiding my true desires to cut up and explore, but at least I can get a little peace and quiet in my head when I want it.

_{[he stares at her for a long moment, the smile gone from his face; he stares at her, and something else flares up in his soul: anger. actual, pure anger.]

I am not broken.

[he walks towards her, exuding danger, his soul flaring.]}

[She couldn't remember the last time she'd actually gotten angry. Annoyed, sure. Agitated, definitely. But anger wasn't a typical emotion for her to feel. And it scared the hell out of her seeing a version of herself in such a state.

He was insane and now he was pissed off and coming towards her. Hardly a pleasant combination.

She moved up a few steps slowly, trying to keep the fear she was feeling from filtering out to her soul. She had a few ideas of what he might do if he realized that she was actually afraid.]

I never said you were broken. I merely said you had to give something up in order to get what you have now.

You didn't have to.

_{[his tone is as poisonous as is possible for him, and his hands are crackling with energy (accidentally). it's almost as if his soul has cleared but for the anger, another special kind of madness. every step is purposeful and dangerous.]}

It was implied. I could hear it in your voice. I could see it in your soul.

_{[he's so confused, and the noise is so loud, but he's so angry, and it's all overridden by the simple thought that his other, his double, thinks he's pathetic.

that he's broken.

how dare she.]}

I am going to take every piece of you apart.

[She continues stepping back, matching the pace of his steps. She wants to run, but if he's faster than her, she didn't want to make him run after her. Fear, actual fear that she hadn't felt since being trapped with Medusa, sprang up in her soul.]

You must have seen wrong. I don't think you're broken. [Just in need of some repairs.] I think you're perfectly fine, but you need to calm down so I can help stop the noise.

You can't stop it.

Nothing. Stops it.

_{I just want it to go away.

[he stops for a second, his shoulders going slack, his body relaxing. his thought processes are hectic on madness, always flying about or not moving at all, and it seems as though his anger has all but vanished entirely, now.]}

[She can't help but to breathe out a sigh of relief and relax her own stance in response to his change in demeanor.]

I'm working on finding a way to stop it. You just have to trust me and give me some time to experiment, but I'll make it go away.

...Yeah.

_{Experimentation and observation. That's all it should need.}

[She smiles at him]

Yes, exactly. That's all anything ever takes. Just be patient and I'll have a solution before you know it.

... I should go back to my room.

[She wants to ask if he needs help getting back down there, but she doesn't want to trigger another violent reaction like that. He scares her a lot of the time when his insanity takes over like that. And yet, despite that, she's toyed with the idea of moving into his room to keep a closer eye on him.

But for now, she simply nods.]

Try to rest. You look exhausted.

_{[he nods in reply, turning on his heel and quietly walking away.

the noise in his head gets louder with every step, and by the time he's made it home he's a mess again.

..well. at least now, there's no one around him to hurt.]}

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