[rain's rather annoying to him as well, but it often gives too much an advantage to their movements and activities for the villains not to use its cover to work beneath. luckily it cuts down on their encounters with the heroes, so fighting in the rain has mercifully not been something dabi's had to often deal with. doesn't mean the other lov members having come whining up to him later asking for him to dry them off and warm them up. leading to him threatening to boil their blood if they keep pestering him. he's not a kind soul like his littlest brother.
hey, he's been walking nonstop for almost an hour now and the map only was a few minutes break. he's not "worn out" yet. just... not looking the greatest. and he might not mind an emergency because then he could stand his ground and let loose with his flames. another reason dabi's doing his damnest not to show his windedness is because he doesn't want endeavor to offer him any fucking assistance. he doesn't need a god damn hero to help him. they never helped him when he needed them in the past, so why the hell start now? certainly needs their hypocritical mocking pity even less. the somewhat slackened pace goes by with little notice and he takes it without comment.
getting into the forest will be better than walking the field.]
No shit. I ain't plannin on dyin here in our little vacation. It'd be pointless. [not when he wants their fight broadcast all over the damn world so he can set the stage and use it as even further psychological warfare against the heroes, inciting emotional damage to society and their pathetic attempts to stand their ground and protect their beloved, corrupt status quo. as for endeavor not "letting" dabi kill him, the villain snorts in dry amusement at that.] Think I'll be the decider on that.
[the quiet walk has allowed him to finally get his shattered psyche back into place and begin the process of locking everything back down into place. it also crystalized the fact that he has no desire to murder endeavor during these two weeks. it'd be unsatisfying in the bigger picture and he wouldn't get the ultimate enjoyment out of it. nah, he'll wait. do it in front of the rest of his family. that sounds so much better.]
Nah, it's stupid. [because he threw away his chances to spend time with him. one of them killed him. the notion of wanting to get to know him, however, breaks a laugh out of dabi, not at all pleasant and obviously not right in the head.] Ya wanna understand me? What's there to understand? Think I've made it pretty fuckin clear what I am now and what I want.
[he even told them, shouto and endeavor; hell, he told the world. still, dabi lets him talk, not interrupting until he's done with the new section. dipping into his past earns a scowl and he ducks his head some to shield against the memories. something about hearing endeavor talk about his memories seems to drag them a little bit out of the charbroiled saturation they normal sleep in and that's very discomforting.]
The hell ya wonderin bout? Everythin's ya fault. They all said it too.
[never "we" and never "mom" and never "us". always keeping the rest of the family separated and cut off from him. just like they all eventually did to him one by one.]
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Date: 11/22/21 03:20 (UTC)hey, he's been walking nonstop for almost an hour now and the map only was a few minutes break. he's not "worn out" yet. just... not looking the greatest. and he might not mind an emergency because then he could stand his ground and let loose with his flames. another reason dabi's doing his damnest not to show his windedness is because he doesn't want endeavor to offer him any fucking assistance. he doesn't need a god damn hero to help him. they never helped him when he needed them in the past, so why the hell start now? certainly needs their hypocritical mocking pity even less. the somewhat slackened pace goes by with little notice and he takes it without comment.
getting into the forest will be better than walking the field.]
No shit. I ain't plannin on dyin here in our little vacation. It'd be pointless. [not when he wants their fight broadcast all over the damn world so he can set the stage and use it as even further psychological warfare against the heroes, inciting emotional damage to society and their pathetic attempts to stand their ground and protect their beloved, corrupt status quo. as for endeavor not "letting" dabi kill him, the villain snorts in dry amusement at that.] Think I'll be the decider on that.
[the quiet walk has allowed him to finally get his shattered psyche back into place and begin the process of locking everything back down into place. it also crystalized the fact that he has no desire to murder endeavor during these two weeks. it'd be unsatisfying in the bigger picture and he wouldn't get the ultimate enjoyment out of it. nah, he'll wait. do it in front of the rest of his family. that sounds so much better.]
Nah, it's stupid. [because he threw away his chances to spend time with him. one of them killed him. the notion of wanting to get to know him, however, breaks a laugh out of dabi, not at all pleasant and obviously not right in the head.] Ya wanna understand me? What's there to understand? Think I've made it pretty fuckin clear what I am now and what I want.
[he even told them, shouto and endeavor; hell, he told the world. still, dabi lets him talk, not interrupting until he's done with the new section. dipping into his past earns a scowl and he ducks his head some to shield against the memories. something about hearing endeavor talk about his memories seems to drag them a little bit out of the charbroiled saturation they normal sleep in and that's very discomforting.]
The hell ya wonderin bout? Everythin's ya fault. They all said it too.
[never "we" and never "mom" and never "us". always keeping the rest of the family separated and cut off from him. just like they all eventually did to him one by one.]