To be Drawn and Quartered [complete] Who: Amaterasu and Squalo. What: End of their duel. When: Few days ago. Where: City. Warnings: Suicide-attempt, language.
... Voooiiii... [scrabbling sound; Squalo's trying to get back to his sword, but failing miserably] .... Heey. Mutt. You can leave now.
[and the sound of someone...sitting on someone else] So you can kill yourself?...I don't think so, Superbi.
[wheeezing] All you mutts are the same! Fucking creatures with no brains--- [silence] What've you got against it?!
Because it's cowardly.
It's right for a swordsman. [growl]
[this is the sound your face makes as it gets whacked into the dirt] I don't know who started that, but it's pathetic. How are you supposed to get stronger if you kill yourself?
[this is the sound of whining-muttering-yelling] You're all the same! If you're stronger, you'll stay stronger! Crush the trash!
[low, lupine growl] Listen to what I'm saying, Superbi. You're not gonna be stronger than I am unless you stop trying to kill yourself after every victory. Your pride is getting in your way. There have been human swordsmen who could match me, and you could be the next if you'd stop with this suicide nonsense.
[gurgly laugh] It's so easy, for you. Why don't you just press down a bit more, Amaterasu? This isn't not strength, this is pathetic. Do it. Vooiii, do it. C'MON!
[and this is the sound of wolf teeth snapping shut on your ear. :| Amaterasu Tyson.]
[the is the sound of... nothing. silence. then, a small hiccup-snicker] Heeeeey. Rip it off. C'mon.
[snarl-bark] Pathetic. I didn't give you Tsukuyomi so you could throw everything away.
It was borrowed. Take it back. I want to die, like I should've months ago. You should damn well let me!
You can't die here. You know that. This is all just a pointless temper tantrum.
.... Don't you call it that. [tensing] You might not be trash, but don't you call it that.
And why not? You've given me no reason to believe it's anything else, Squalo.
Temper tantrums don't mean anything! I DON'T HAVE TEMPER TANTRUMS. [trying to buck off, at this point]
Then what the hell do you call this?! You're running away from life because you lost.
I'm trash for losing.
[you just got whapped upside the head] Idiot. You're only trash if you let yourself be. Even I lost once.
[ignoring now to put all efforts in getting you off DD<]
I wouldn't know. I don't remember it very well. But I was dead for a 100 years, before I came back to find a way back to the heavens.
.... Hhhhhn. [collapsed now. and secretly listening.]
But you know...from what I was told...From what I've seen, I died to ensure my future...to ensure the future of the people I care about. It's nothing like suicide. I've always thought...that if you're going to die, it should be a good reason. Because you don't live for yourself, you know? Your death won't affect just you.
[sounding bored] That's just you, talking fleabag.
It's not just me. It's everyone alive. Everyone you've ever met, everyone you ever will meet...it forms a connection. Cut one of the strings and it's felt on the other end.
Pretty much everyone I've met's trash, moron. And dead. The Boss isn't even here! There's no point not to let me die... I'll come back, just as you fucking said.
What about the boy? What about the blond? Even in a place where people come bac--no, especially here. Killing you would be a worthless action. It'd be faster to just skip it, and go to the next step. You can be stronger, Squalo. Why won't you try?
It's how things are done!
Then maybe that should change.
[snarling now] You don't have to kill me. Let me kill myself. Stop being a dumbass, wolf.
No.
Yes.
No.
Fucking yes.
No. Furthermore, if you're going to continue to attempt it, I'll have to have you completely removed from the ability to do so. I'm disappointed, Squalo. I thought you knew better.
Who are you, my mother? Damn messed-up parent, kicking your own kid's ass-- [coughchokeshuttingup D:]
I'm everyone's mother. [calm]
You're not my mother. My mother's trash in the dump, mutt. ........... Get off.
...My name is Amaterasu. I am the light.
[shifting] Nah, you're pretty fat and heavy. You gonna move, Royal Mother to us all?
Drop the royal. I'm not running a kingdom here. And I'll move when you swear to me you're not gonna just kill yourself.
[calm] I'm not going to just kill myself. Move.
Swear it, Superbi.
I WON'T JUST KILL MYSELF.
[gets up]
[rolls over, finally. just. pause.]
[woof.]
[ignoring, crawling over to sword--- and wiping it off. u.u]
[watching you carefully. :|]
[ssstanding uuup. Deep breath in. Staring back. :|]