death_begins | Thirty-Fourth Rebirth [Accidental Video]

[The feed clicks on into blackness, and a small cry of pain is heard as the feed shakes and jars. It's still for a moment, before the whump of something colliding with something else echoes and suddenly, the video goes bright as the PCD clatters onto the ground with the force of Xerxes Break falling on top of Yuca Collabell.

This isn't an embarrassing little flirtatious tryst between them- the look in both of their eyes clears that up immediately. No, Yuca looks like a killer, eyes narrowed in anger as Break's cane comes down over his throat, forcing him down, making him choke as he already tries to retaliate.]

-Collabell!

[Yuca snarls, a hand yanking hard at Break's hair, his knee driving painfully into the white haired man's midsection. Break's fingers in turn wind in Yuca's hair and slam the back of his head into the ground with a sickening sound. Yuca cries out in pain and blinks the blurriness out of his eyes as he throws his weight up and manages to roll the two of them over, the weight of the cane against his throat dissipating. Yuca can draw in a full breath again, and he does so, eyes full of fury and emitting an aura of deadliness.]

Yuca Collabell! Wake up!

[It doesn't seem to be getting through. Yuca takes a deep breath, straddling Xerxes and yanking him up by the collar until they're nose to nose. He opens his mouth to say something, when Break slams his forehead into Yuca's nose, causing the immortal to reel backward and retaliate with a punch to Break's cheek. They roll again and Yuca hits the drawer- a teacup shatters to the ground.

Suddenly they stop- Yuca's face isn't really seen by the feed, but something in it changes and Break slowly lets his fist down.]

....Yuca.

[It's low and urgent, and after a moment, Yuca shoves forcefully at Break again as the feed cuts off.]

[[ooc: All words are Xerxes'!]]

[No filter today, ladies and gentlemen. He's more concerned about his new roomie.]

Yuca! What in the hell are you doing to him?!

Ask him that.

Edited 2010-10-17 08:11 (UTC)

And how many times have you suddenly turned homicidal while you've been here, Yuca?

Mister Break? Yu~ca~? It's a bit early for wrestling.

[She knows bloody well that was hardly a friendly rough and tumble.]

Is it?

[A forced laugh.]

Yes, I suppose we should have waited until later in the evening.

At least until after lunch. &hearts

Otherwise you'll get complaints from the neighbors.

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