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[laserhawk]

[ is he just dumb? does knives not understand the ramifications of this? dolph's not a doormat. he should just break knives' wrists and call it a day. he's killed men for less.

but what would that achieve? how to get through to this man? so for now, dolph lets the ice spread. and he doesn't let go. ]

Get a fucking hold of yourself. Do you think you'll win by doing this? Do you think it'll end?

Do you think this is power?

[winparadise]

Power? [He laughs, spiteful, and the ice spreading across Dolph's skin begins to feel like countless cold needles piercing flesh as the frost takes hold.]

I've been powerless since the day you found me here. I have nothing.

[laserhawk]

[ it stings and he'll have to deal with it soon. he can't afford to get too hurt. he shouldn't. livio's fate burns in his mind.

but. dolph tightens his grip just a bit. ]

You don't have to be. I'm holding on.

Find a new power, Knives.

[winparadise]

[He glares, derisive.] Is this what my brother sees in you? That you're as filled with meaningless platitudes as he is?

I don't need a new power. I'm taking back what's rightfully mine.

[laserhawk]

It's not meaningless. Not to us.

[ but words are not cutting it. so dolph needs to deal with this. both his hands gripping knives' wrist clench down hard enough for bone to break. with that done, dolph moves away from that freezing touch. ]

[winparadise]

[He hisses in pain, forced to both let go and fumble the dagger, crouching to try to grab it like he expects Dolph to come at him a second time. He can't move his right hand at all, though, and the left is almost as useless, so his options are limited.]

Not even you can keep him from reality forever, you disgusting corpse.

[laserhawk]

For fuck's sake.

The only one who doesn't get reality is you. This shit you're pulling doesn't. Work. And blaming it on me isn't going to work either.

Now get the fuck out of my club.