artisticliberty | [imeeji - monster mash bingo]

[panting roughly as he struggles to block each swing, some of them missing, and retaliating when he can--an occasional cut to his shoulder or neck--but for the most part he's gone on the defensive]

Skylark--Skylark!

[a cut to his neck has him stumbling back, bringing his arm up to brush against it, eyes narrowing at Fox]

What?

You are injured. We are both injured. We should stop.

[rubbing at his arm, which is moving awkwardly, like the impact moved it out of the socket]

Are you giving up?

Of course not. But if we continue at this rate we are liable to kill each other. So I am calling for a truce.

[narrows his eyes]

For the sake of this dumb game?

For the sake of not having to seek out a member of pep pep to revive one of us, or have sensitIV reattach our limbs.

Tch. So you're not prepared to fight me properly.

[he lowers his tonfa and takes another step back to lean against the wall as his adrenaline kick starts fading]

Disappointing.

[gestures at him with his sword]

What makes you think any of this was not taken seriously? I am trying to avoid having to revive my own teammate!

...assuming I would be the one to lose? Enough to die?

You are bleeding profusely.

[fox is also bleeding, but not as much because. sword.]

Would you truly not be willing to stop fighting before you had me at death's door?

I'm not weak enough to let that stop me.

[...he says, using the wall as support]

And why would I kill you? That would only cut the fight short.

You are hopeless.

[SIGHS]

Don't patronize me.

I am not going to fight someone who is clearly too injured to continue, and neither should you.

...

[fine, he'll turn to leave, then. if there's no challenge or opposition, there's no point.

his hand leaves a smear of blood on the wall as he uses it as support, his steps a little unsteady and slow]

[... lets out a long exhale, and makes a mental note to get someone from sensitIV to stop by taisho later]

[I can take care of myself!!]

[NO U ARE A BABY

BABIES GET HEALIES]

[RUDE]

[Mars is both quiet and unusually focused for the entire fight, puffing on his cigarette as he watches both Fox and Skylark closely. and once Skylark flounces, he flicks his cigarette aside and trots towards Fox, one hand extended to steady him at his back]

Hm.

[a thoughtful, appraising noise]

. . . not bad. . .

[leans against mars' side once he comes close enough]

My apologies for cutting it so short.

[loops an arm around his waist, holding him close]

What? Nah; some fights are just short by nature.

You're right, though. That guy would've kept going until you killed him.

I am relieved that you agree.

[rests his head on mars' shoulder, clingy]

Some people are like that. I get it.

[he doesn't judge Skylark at all, and in fact is pretty sure that he is the same way. deep down]

Want me to find you a sensitIV?

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