[believing otherwise only threatens his sanity even further, as well as making his actions a mess of conflicting goals and feelings. can't do that. refuses to do that. he's spit and raged far too long to let something like "truth" drive itself into his psyche. at least, someone else's version of the "truth" he's got fixated in his head. they all have their own versions, don't they.
that's not far from reality. he could've sicced more nomu on endeavor, could've put out a hit on him for snipers and other villains, could've ended him many times over by now. but dabi doesn't want to kill him like that. it'd be over too quick, wouldn't be repayment enough for what he went through, too easy an out. it wasn't like endeavor killed touya in an instant; he suffered for years, watching everything he cared about go up in smoke. turnabout's fair play, isn't it.]
You'll get a live demonstration sooner or later.
[dabi continues scanning the man's face like a predator hunting. despite endeavor's attempt to remain somewhat impassive while scanning over the damage, those emotions still live in his eyes and the barely perceptive twitches of his brow and mouth. he watches him for those reactions, looking for his disgust, his hatred, his disappointment, even some fucking pity. irritates him that he doesn't find any of those and he's left feeling a bit like hanging from a cliff. grasping it, but without anything to stand on. this isn't how their reunion is supposed to go... where's the insults, screaming, and madness?]
Wow, ya moonlightin as a comedian now? Fuckin hilarious. This [and wobbles his hand back and forth to indicate it.] ain't gonna heal. Scars don't heal.
[he's long since past the wounded stage. save for the times he hurts himself again when opening the floodgates of his quirk. according to twice and toga, there was someone in overhaul's gang that could rewind time like that? hell, overhaul himself could likely "repair" the damage to bodies if he so chose to. but unfortunately, the guy doesn't have his arms anymore. too bad.
dabi tenses when that large hand catches him at the wrist. simple touches are one thing, but being caught like that, even telegraphed and gentle, triggers his intent to recoil. still, a brief tug's all he bothers with before relenting and letting the man hold his wrist. the pain's barely even noticeable now when enji squeezes it and his arm moves when drawn away, revealing a flat expression with a cocked brow.]
Ya better feel like shit.
[it sure as hell makes dabi happy knowing that. even if it's a little conflicted right now due to the nature of whatever they're doing. seeing endeavor break down and metaphorically flog himself over what he did to the point of not being operational is one thing. but this controlled and composed regret without giving up while trying to make amends? no, dabi's mind can't process it as a "success" or "satisfaction" compared to what he'd been after. so he grabs at the scraps he can find and gnaws on them irritably instead. later, he'll figure out another way to wreck him later.]
If ya don't wanna see that, then why dontcha convince all your "friends" to stand down and let us mow 'em over without a fight? We won't have to break a sweat.
[sarcasm in full glory. dabi's lips twitch in uncertainty as endeavor palms up the length of his arm. the touch makes his flesh crawl, both because of the physical feeling and the fact his father's deliberately showing he's not disgusted by it. which clashes with his expectations all over again. and does something shitty with his memories and broken emotions.]
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Date: 11/29/21 14:38 (UTC)that's not far from reality. he could've sicced more nomu on endeavor, could've put out a hit on him for snipers and other villains, could've ended him many times over by now. but dabi doesn't want to kill him like that. it'd be over too quick, wouldn't be repayment enough for what he went through, too easy an out. it wasn't like endeavor killed touya in an instant; he suffered for years, watching everything he cared about go up in smoke. turnabout's fair play, isn't it.]
You'll get a live demonstration sooner or later.
[dabi continues scanning the man's face like a predator hunting. despite endeavor's attempt to remain somewhat impassive while scanning over the damage, those emotions still live in his eyes and the barely perceptive twitches of his brow and mouth. he watches him for those reactions, looking for his disgust, his hatred, his disappointment, even some fucking pity. irritates him that he doesn't find any of those and he's left feeling a bit like hanging from a cliff. grasping it, but without anything to stand on. this isn't how their reunion is supposed to go... where's the insults, screaming, and madness?]
Wow, ya moonlightin as a comedian now? Fuckin hilarious. This [and wobbles his hand back and forth to indicate it.] ain't gonna heal. Scars don't heal.
[he's long since past the wounded stage. save for the times he hurts himself again when opening the floodgates of his quirk. according to twice and toga, there was someone in overhaul's gang that could rewind time like that? hell, overhaul himself could likely "repair" the damage to bodies if he so chose to. but unfortunately, the guy doesn't have his arms anymore. too bad.
dabi tenses when that large hand catches him at the wrist. simple touches are one thing, but being caught like that, even telegraphed and gentle, triggers his intent to recoil. still, a brief tug's all he bothers with before relenting and letting the man hold his wrist. the pain's barely even noticeable now when enji squeezes it and his arm moves when drawn away, revealing a flat expression with a cocked brow.]
Ya better feel like shit.
[it sure as hell makes dabi happy knowing that. even if it's a little conflicted right now due to the nature of whatever they're doing. seeing endeavor break down and metaphorically flog himself over what he did to the point of not being operational is one thing. but this controlled and composed regret without giving up while trying to make amends? no, dabi's mind can't process it as a "success" or "satisfaction" compared to what he'd been after. so he grabs at the scraps he can find and gnaws on them irritably instead. later, he'll figure out another way to wreck him later.]
If ya don't wanna see that, then why dontcha convince all your "friends" to stand down and let us mow 'em over without a fight? We won't have to break a sweat.
[sarcasm in full glory. dabi's lips twitch in uncertainty as endeavor palms up the length of his arm. the touch makes his flesh crawl, both because of the physical feeling and the fact his father's deliberately showing he's not disgusted by it. which clashes with his expectations all over again. and does something shitty with his memories and broken emotions.]
Ya ever bother touchin Shouto's scar like this?