COMMENTLOG | giovanni & heinetellemyoureshotFebruary 15 2009, 14:47:10 UTC
[ It was a little annoying, maybe, the way he let himself be so easily jerked around and riled up by anything that Giovanni said or did. It was even more annoying that he was aware of it, that he knew about it, and yet he never really did anything to stop it, but. Well, there wasn't any real good way to keep it from happening. Not really
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COMMENTLOG | giovanni & heinepseudismFebruary 15 2009, 17:36:07 UTC
[There were some things that never changed between Giovanni and Heine, no matter where they were, or who was there with them, or what was going on around them. Giovanni was beginning to think that the pattern would last as long as they would, with neither of them deviating, neither of them making that last hurdle. They couldn't kill each other here, after all, and wasn't that the only thing that could stop them hurtling forward? Wasn't that the only way either of them would hold back around each other?
... But that was good.
Maybe there were some things that never changed, but that was exactly how it should be. Together, they drove each other closer to that border of instinct and rationality, and that... surely that would please the Professor, knowing Giovanni was wearing him down little by little. If she only knew how close he'd come since he arrived here...
It was the ideal way to bring Heine back to himself. He knew that. He could feel he close he was getting to unleashing the Cerberus for good
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COMMENTLOG | giovanni & heinetellemyoureshotFebruary 16 2009, 01:18:48 UTC
[ Unlike the many times before where Giovanni had surprised him by materializing out of nowhere, Heine didn't bat an eyelash this time around. Instead, he leaned further back against the wall the second he heard the shuffling of footsteps and that familiar voice ringing out into the stale, brittle air.
And when Giovanni began to really speak, when he began to talk about the shit that Heine should have seen coming, he just leveled his gaze a bit, gloved hands resting calmly at his sides as the other tried his best to provoke him without really trying at all. It was second nature to him. It was what he did best. It was probably one of the only things he really knew how to do.
Heine breathed again and tilted his head back, steeling his expression into one of cool indifference despite the mention of Lily, despite the hard twist in the bottom of his gut. ]
You still talk too much.
[ And then his fingers were curling into the fabric of Giovanni's jacket to drag him closer, to hold him firmly in place a few inches away from him. ]And I'
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COMMENTLOG | giovanni & heinepseudismFebruary 16 2009, 17:24:42 UTC
[Maybe Giovanni wasn't the only one so used to the routine. There was something strange about Heine - his resignation, his weariness, and Giovanni wondered whether that was a good sign or not. Because, well. He was wearing him down, yes, and he was slowly getting closer to the core of what he wanted, yes, but he felt like Heine was starting to withdraw at the same time. He was invading Heine, poisoning Heine, but the territory he really wanted kept pulling back from him, dragged down somewhere he hadn't learned how to reach.
He wasn't touching Heine's core yet, and maybe it'd take more than fights, threats, Lily this time. Maybe he'd need something to really wake Heine up, to rip him open in every conceivable way, to expose every inch of him so that there was nowhere to hide, nowhere Giovanni couldn't see and exploit. He wanted him from the inside out, wanted the dog and the mania and the white teeth like weapons. Not this lie. Were they really the same person, the one who tore him apart and this numbed failure
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I would've thought that you'd have a lot to be happy about, Heine. Especially now.
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Fuck off, Giovanni.
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... If you don't take care of the ones you love while they're there, they might disappear again.
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And we have a lot to settle between us.
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... what is it, brother?
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-- Lily.
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... are you coming?
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... But that was good.
Maybe there were some things that never changed, but that was exactly how it should be. Together, they drove each other closer to that border of instinct and rationality, and that... surely that would please the Professor, knowing Giovanni was wearing him down little by little. If she only knew how close he'd come since he arrived here...
It was the ideal way to bring Heine back to himself. He knew that. He could feel he close he was getting to unleashing the Cerberus for good ( ... )
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And when Giovanni began to really speak, when he began to talk about the shit that Heine should have seen coming, he just leveled his gaze a bit, gloved hands resting calmly at his sides as the other tried his best to provoke him without really trying at all. It was second nature to him. It was what he did best. It was probably one of the only things he really knew how to do.
Heine breathed again and tilted his head back, steeling his expression into one of cool indifference despite the mention of Lily, despite the hard twist in the bottom of his gut. ]
You still talk too much.
[ And then his fingers were curling into the fabric of Giovanni's jacket to drag him closer, to hold him firmly in place a few inches away from him. ]And I' ( ... )
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He wasn't touching Heine's core yet, and maybe it'd take more than fights, threats, Lily this time. Maybe he'd need something to really wake Heine up, to rip him open in every conceivable way, to expose every inch of him so that there was nowhere to hide, nowhere Giovanni couldn't see and exploit. He wanted him from the inside out, wanted the dog and the mania and the white teeth like weapons. Not this lie. Were they really the same person, the one who tore him apart and this numbed failure ( ... )
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