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“Thanks Snake-Punk but apparently I’m good on your coin.” Was that blind guy laughing at him? He was, wasn’t he? He seemed to scratch the scars under his blindfold when he was nervous. Oh well.

“Of course. I’m incredibly generous.” Nathair smirked as if he’d totally planned that. He took a sip of his drink and it burned all down his throat – the bartender really meant it when he said something ‘stronger’. Not strong enough to make this insane situation go away, but pretty strong nonetheless.

“The name is Caleb by the way. Caleb Leckie.” Ax Guy attempted. Nathair might remember to call him that – if it was worth the effort. ‘Ax Guy’ might just annoy him so why change?

“If ya say so.” Blind Guy said “I go by Burn.”

Now this one might be worth remembering because he was tired of ‘Snake-Punk’. Very. Tired of it.

“And I’m Nathair.” Please stop calling me Snake, ok!?!

“Hey, is anyone keeping tabs on Metal-Punk? He’s skulking in a corner like he thinks I can’t hear that non-stop clanking. If we’re gonna do revenge, I bet a hitter would be useful.”

“Indeed. Does anyone here actually have a plan for exacting revenge?” Nathair said.

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Before Sir Scary could try to kill him again, something flashed searing white through them and Alessio sprung back, bracing for an attack.

“Hey now, break it up you three beacons of chaotic energy!”

The first thing he saw was Arsene’s annoying grin, a little blurred as Alessio kept blinking as his eyes frantically tried to adjust. Did he just…seriously call them beacons of chaotic energy? If they were beacons, he must be an atomic bomb.

“There, now that I have your attention, I would like someone to explain to me what glorious anarchy I missed?”

Alessio glanced about for someone else to answer first, he figured he’d get in trouble what ever he said so now was the time to just disappear. Devils, his head and his side still blasted with pain. That was…normal but it still hurt!

“Oh come now, surely someone can tell me what just happened?”

I just want to go to sleep without being murdered…

Did Arsene really want to help? Alessio honestly couldn’t figure it out, maybe he’d try but Alessio would face all the repercussions. That’s what happened whenever someone tries to call out an abuser, they never seem to realize that just made it worse for the victim.

Maybe Arsene meant well but –

“I will throw you out a window, Arsene!” Evil Twin shouted and Alessio glared murderously at him. He’d kill him before he touched Arse –

“Being thrown out a window would be a thrilling experience, I’m sure. Could I get some popcorn and a soda before you do inevitably launch me out a window.” Arsene chirped (Maybe that’s where his obsession with threatening to defenestrate himself came from…)

It was hard to express what he felt at that. Everyone had hurt him, but his brother had at least tried to be there. He really couldn’t believe they actually hated each other…?

No one was going to hurt Arsene.

“Don’t worry, he’s just kidding.” Arsene said

“No, I’m not Arsene!”

Brothers didn’t hate each other/everyone, everyone hated and hurt each other. This was irrational, just stop!

“He could have become a nice comedian if he hadn’t become a detective.” Arsene laughed under his breath.

Why was Arsene like this!? He was so cocky and insecure at the same time, he was…Alessio didn’t even know! Well-meaning though, Arsene was always well-meaning.

No I don’t want to like Arsene, he’s going to get me killed!

“Can I get to bed now?” Alessio said

 

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