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[thundery.livejournal.com]

[ There is a Larxene crouched in this room, the left side of his mouth smeared with blood, gripping locks of silver hair tightly between his gloved fingers. The smell of charred flesh and burnt rubber hangs thick in the air, visible in the hazy grey smoke. It comes from the impact of lightning on skin and armor and bone, shorting out nerves and numbing limbs and blackening the natural wooden floor to a large dark smear.

The replica sprawled across that blackened floor is female, and currently unconscious, but it's obvious she's taken the brunt of whatever bad mood he's in. Her head (and most of her torso) has been lifted off the floor by her hair.

He is not smiling. In fact, his face looks pretty blank for someone usually so expressive when causing others pain. ]

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[smolderingf1re]

[yep, that was the point. :D and he's been called far worse things to his face, so it's just as well. he strides over to Larxene and hauls him up by the front of his coat, easily lifting him a few inches off the floor so they're at the same level.]

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[Eat lightning, you dick. He's not about to go down without a fight.]

[smolderingf1re]

[oh, lightning? yeah, he's pulling that in through the hand gripping Larxene's coat, and releasing it in an explosive burst from the other hand, shaking that hand out once it's through.]

Damn, haven't done that in too long. Now, do I want to kick your ass the old-fashioned way, or do I want to knock you out and leave you chained up in a room with a big iron bell~?

[thundery.livejournal.com]

[His eyes go huge at that, not because of the threat, but because he was able to make it, and be so specific about it.]

What's the point of any of it? Think I won't go for revenge?

[smolderingf1re]

[grins widely, and without humor.]

Who's to say you'd be able to? Did you hear about what the younger me did to Marluxia? I must say, he and Ri have the right idea, with the maiming and then imprisoning forever.

[thundery.livejournal.com]

You couldn't do it.

[His glare is pure acid, and he calls down another thundaga for spite.]

[smolderingf1re]

Watch me. I know an awful lot about sealing things away, and I know even more about all the ways to wound someone and keep them alive. Cauterizing can go a long way towards keeping a person from bleeding out, after all.

[the flat look in his eyes suggests that he's dead serious about this, though compared to what Larx is like in the future, this one is far more predictable and controllable. he's kind of tempted to just let Larx go with a few nice bruises and a warning, and see what happens after that.]