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R2 - Private to Arthas

So in the whole day and a half I was back in the 'verse, I killed a man who was half dead.

I was thinking of aiming a little higher.

And the Marquis ain't got me on lockdown any more.

[Translation: hey, bro, come try to murder me to cheer me up.]

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I do, just-

This isn't how you start a fight, you don't just go up to someone and ask them to hit you.

[His mouth twists.]

I kinda thought we were past playing coy, you and me.

Oh, shut the hell up.

[Arthas is bitter.]

We both know that killing someone here barely even has a point.

A little fight for your life makes you feel alive. Which I've been having issues with lately.

Nothing ever makes me feel alive.

[Arthas swings the club at his head.]

[Thank god. If you believe in one.]

Poor fuckin' baby.

[Riddick dodges like a snake, ducking behind, doing a quick frisk around the beltline for one of arthas' glass knives before he pulls out of reach again.]

The living are weak.

[Ah, this he knows from swordfighting. He tries to bring the short end of the club down on Riddick's head while he's in range.

There's at least one knife there.]

Why can't you just leave me alone?

You want me to walk?

[He doesn't go back for the knife he felt, getting out of reach again, scowling, confused.]

I can fucking walk. But once upon a time we could do this and you didn't get all philisophical beforehand.

What's wrong with you? What am I just not doing good enough for you?

Edited 2013-01-11 07:24 (UTC)

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

Contrary to popular belief, I don't just kill people indiscriminately. I don't have a problem with you.

You used to have a problem with me. At least enough to play a little. Remember that time I rewired my lamp?

What changed?

That was a lamp?

Maybe I think you've been through enough already.

You. Sympathy? Not even funny.

Yeah, there was a lamp, I electrified you with it.

Well, that's why it didn't work. You can't kill a Death Knight with furniture.

[He looks a little annoyed that someone even tried.]

Look, why don't you just go back to your room and get your head together, and then I'm sure you'll annoy me on your own in the natural course of events.

I thought-

[we were friends]

-I had you pegged.

That'll learn me.

[He snarls and turns on his heel, teeth grinding. So much for getting back into a comforting routine.]

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