...this seems to be my generic EMO icon for Silver.

[brbstealingpknm]

Characters: Silver and you!
Location: Plaza
Time: Monday 13th, mid morning.
Style: I'll follow you!
Status: O P E N! All CR Wanted!


[If Silver knew that he'd revived, he didn't show it - though, getting memories of what he did under the curse - of draining the life out of some innocent kids and enjoying it - was more than shock enough for him. It was enough for him to fin the nearest bin and throw up, not even bothered to keep his hair out of the way. It needed a cut anyway and he could just use this as an excuse.

Silver shook by the time that he was done - angry at himself, even if he drew blanks on most of what had happened in the curse. ] Damnit. This place --

[Nor did he care if anyone saw him in this moment of weakness.

He'd just use them as a verbal punching bag if possible.] Fuck it!

[OK, so the bin is cool to kick it seems.]

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[brbstealingpknm]

[The reaction was instant as Silver lunged for the other, a punch aimed, though he'd rather do any sort of damage that he could.

Betrayal never sat well with him. And to find out that he'd died because of this -- It just made it worse. to have one of his 'own' turn on him only made it worse.

Never mind that he didn't remember this.]

[bufudine]

[Serph sees the attack and... while there's more than enough time for him to move aside, catch the attack, retaliate, something, Serph doesn't. The redhead has every right to be angry.

So he'll stand there and calmly take the hit. The only sign that he even feels it is the small step back.]

[brbstealingpknm]

[It's over soon enough - there is little to no challenge in fighting someone who doesn't even try and fight back. And Silver, as much as he hated the weak, hated being a 'coward' even more. And this is a type of cowardince: Attacking someone who can't/won't defend themselves.

Disgusting and weak in his mind, Pathetic, even.]

... You got a look at who killed me, right? Describe them.

[bufudine]

[Oh, good. If Silver had continued for longer than he was willing to put up with, then Serph would've done something.

Serph visibly frowns, though.]

What would you do if I told you?

[He has a pretty good idea, but he'll give the redhead a chance to tell him.]

[brbstealingpknm]

What do you think, moron? [That is one nasty grin that he's got.

While he wouldn't kill them... he'd more than likely just rough them up pretty bad, or something of the like.]

[bufudine]

[Serph just shakes his head. He doesn't know the redhead well enough to know that he won't kill the others. That kind of grin is the kind Serph associates with killing, and Serph isn't about to let it start. When a comrade is killed, there'll be revenge. He knows this.

He's the one who's killed in revenge before, after all.]

I won't allow it.

[His words are carefully pronounced; he's serious. There's the implication 'if you want to fight, then fight me.' Serph doesn't see any weapon on the redhead, but he's guarded nevertheless.]

[brbstealingpknm]

Why the hell not? [Silver's hands fist in anger.

He won't push for a fight... yet, but if he doesn't get his answers soon, then he will.]

[bufudine]

[He'd fought... to end the fighting. But there's no peace in that.]

There's no happiness in revenge.

[He's calm. He doesn't know this redhead well enough. As similar as he is to Heat, it'd be foolish to consider them the same. There's no loyalty owed to Serph. It's definitely more difficult to be placating.]

I won't see you be killed again.

[But while this redhead isn't part of his Tribe, Serph doesn't want to see him die again. Comrades will defend comrades.]

[brbstealingpknm]

Sure there is. It makes you feel better. [While there might not be loyalty to him, Silver is fining it hard to come up with rebuttals in the face of someone so damned calm. More so given that he even punched the guy.]

Killed? Over roughing them up a bit? Please. [Still, it does have him hesitating just a little.]

[bufudine]

[Oh. Well, nevertheless... a warning is in order. If Serph hadn't both adjusted to Vatheon's peacefulness and hadn't been prepared for confrontation, the redhead would likely not be alive right now. Heat, fresh from the Junkyard, probably would have eaten this redhead straight away. Even Argilla, who hates the fighting, would likely perceive attack as an intention to kill and respond in kind.

Serph has a small frown -- he can't agree with feeling better after revenge -- but he continues to speak calmly.]

Some come from war torn worlds.

[He doesn't mince words.]

Attacks are threats, and threats are eliminated.

[brbstealingpknm]

[A good thing on Silver's part then. Dying again a second time and missing his date with Amane would have really pissed him off. As would have being eaten - then again, that would have just made him puke worse when he returned. As it is, he just shrugs, seemingly to dismiss the warning, though the sullen look says otherwise.] Tch, I ain't a threat, but whatever.

Hmph. [Level look and now back to the important stuff.] How many others? And did you land the killing blow?

did I just get 69th comment? /MY MATURITY LET ME SHOW YOU IT

[bufudine]

[He'd mentioned the number of others earlier, but there's the chance the redhead had been too caught up in his emotions. ...Well, he's had too much on his mind before, so he doesn't mind repeating.]

Two.

[Serph thinks for a moment. He doesn't remember the end very clearly. Trying to shake off the instincts of the beast he had transformed into while holding onto some semblance of himself had been difficult. The incredible anguish when his 'master' had died...

Finally, he shakes his head. While he doesn't recall much after pinning the redhead down, he also knows that he's more than capable of killing to stop the killing.]

I may have.

[He looks directly at the redhead.]

If the others were incapable of doing so, then I would have.

XDDDDD

[brbstealingpknm]

Two, plus you. [Silver grit his teeth in frustration, this was like pulling teeth. Two people. He'd have to find out some other way then.] Hmph. Seeing as you don't know if you did the killing blow, I'm going to say that you wouldn't remember what the other two looked like anyway.

[Which annoys him and renders his earlier demand to know useless. his hand fists in anger. He'd find out himself when he stopped feeling sick.]

[bufudine]

[Serph shakes his head.]

I remember the other two.

[He just doesn't want to tell. The only reason Serph bothers saying this is because he doesn't want this guy running off and thinking someone unrelated to this mess killed him.

A small change of topic is in order.]

Your name?

[brbstealingpknm]

Tch. I'll find out myself, then.

[It's been a while since anyone asked for Silver's name and while he's tempted to be a jackarse over it... no.] Silver.

You?

[bufudine]

[... Well, perhaps that's the best he can do at this stage. Anger isn't something that goes away so easily.

He gives a small nod.]

Serph.

[A pause.]

You can contact me in future, if you wish.

[brbstealingpknm]

Yea. Whatever. [A small nod is given though, Silver's not one to actually say things like thanks or the like, but it tends to show in his body language.]

Hmph. [And as he turn to walk away, a short wave's given.] Be careful.

[bufudine]

[Serph takes this as a good sign, despite the abrupt departure. Things had turned out... alright. While Silver won't be able to see it with his back turned, Serph gives him a nod in acknowledgement and turns to leave, too.

He'll see Silver again, another day.]