CLOSED;;

[withoutnobody]

Who: withoutnobody & nostray.
What: Riku sticks his fingers into some wounds, Renji finds out about his late-night visits to Zabimaru.
When: today
Where: 4-2
Warnings: Ssssome violence, some Renji temper-tantruming.

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[withoutnobody]

[and his head turns with the squeak]

[and deadpans back at Renji's presence]

[oh, he's aware of the vitriol being radiated his way, and he knows more than most on the ship just what it could mean, but he's never played soft-handed with the Shinigami]

Damn, you're such a five-year old.

[nostray]

[his teeth bare fully this time, no restrictions and no self-imposed restraints, and a low rumbling pulls in his throat. there's a beast inside that man, a child raised amongst a pack of treacherous old dogs grown into a feral thing - a fighter trained but never tamed, given fierce direction and will to wield and left without boundaries, without much but regret and a need]

[that's the man there now. standing in the doorway, eyes burning sharp and unbridled, teeth (fangs) bared in a narrow snarl. there's something animal, and it's closer to the surface than he's let it in a long time]

Ya even know what ya've done? D'ya even get it?

[withoutnobody]

What, that I had a powwow with your 'spirit self'? Yeah.

[there's a hand in his hair, not nervous or uncertain but absent -- how better does an adult deal with the tantrum of a child than dismiss it? punish him? Riku wouldn't have the heart]

[but an animal inside of a person, that's something he's been interested in seeing (again, sharper this time, his only weapon his own fingers he crammed into the right wounds)]

They like me.

[nostray]

Don't give a fuck what they think about you. Don't give a flyin' fuck.

[his fist, pressed up against the doorframe, is clenched so tight it's white, his body so tense with his anger that the muscles in his arm tense and relax almost spasmodically, as if he'd lost interest in controlling them]

[his eyes, all concentrated fury, ever leave Riku]

How many times? How many times've ya sat down for goddamned tea and a chat? Hope they offered ya somethin' nice, wouldn't do ta go mistreatin' guests.

[withoutnobody]

Twice. And the first time was even your fault, hunh.

[he's not short-changing anyone, and he's not hiding information; maybe he hadn't known what he was doing because he wasn't quite expecting Renji to react this way]

[volcanic vehemence, glacial apathy -- he'll lose this battle, sure, but he's already won the information, he's already gotten what he wanted]

What, did I taint you or something?

[the feeling is maybemostly mutual]