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Noah's walking through Petros Park on his way back to Hywel, taking his time to enjoy the cool weather, when he hears a familiar caw. There aren't exactly many ravens in Darrow, and so Chainsaw's sounds always stand out. Noah squints up at the sky, bringing a hand up to shield his eyes from the sun, and smiles when he sees her.

"Hi!" he calls to Chainsaw, but she only circles above his head, squawking Ronan's name. Frowning a little, Noah looks for him instead, finally noticing his friend coming up the path ahead of him.

"Hey," he says with an uncertain smile, shoving his hands into his pockets, slouching a little. "What's up with her?"

Date: 2016-09-28 12:54 am (UTC)
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Ronan doubles over at the blow, wind knocked out of him as the other Ronan kicks at his leg and sends him dropping to his knees. It's exactly the kind of hit Ronan should've expected given it's exactly the kind of hit he'd make himself in the same position and fury rockets through him as he seethes up at his own face.

Ignoring the ache in his belly, Ronan jumps back to his feet, but then Noah's right between them, his hands against Ronan's chest and eyes wide, tone pleading.

"Noah," Ronan growls, a low warning as he tries to push past him, tries to reach for the fucking cigarette so he can shove it down his throat. "I'm gonna fucking rip your head off and piss down your throat, asswipe. Where did you even come from?"

Date: 2016-09-29 08:32 pm (UTC)
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The news that this transparent turd is supernatural was something of a shock to Lynch, but you'd never know it. The only tell was a pulled-back sneer, but maybe that was more for his counterpart's obvious bravado.

"You handsome faggot," Ronan chuckle-growled, stepping out of reach to take a languid, satisfying drag on his cigarette. "Pretty far fuckin' cry from Dick Dick Dick's dick." Ronan reached for Lynch again and he plunged the tip of his cigarette into Ronan's hand, between the first and second knuckle. The one he wanted to harm, the other he didn't care if he did or didn't. He stepped out of reach and re-lit his cigarette on principal.

"Does the poor kid you're fucking know about you and the albino?"

Date: 2016-09-30 02:55 pm (UTC)
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Ronan feels the burn before he knows what's happening, sharp and bright-hot, and he lets out a strangled groan as he yanks his hand back. Noah's suddenly between them then, his back to Ronan and... fuck, huge. Expanding. Close as he is, Ronan can see his skin thinning and bones stretching, can see the decaying corpse beneath the beautiful boy and he stumbles back further.

Noah's voice is ice, entirely directed at the other Ronan, the other him. Above them, both Chainsaws screech wildly, one of them diving straight for Noah before the other swoops in to block her, both birds tumbling away in a mess of beating feathers.

"Noah," Ronan shouts, cradling his burnt hand against his chest. Noah's a ghost and virtually indestructible, but Ronan has no idea what this other fucker is capable of and he's not about to let Noah get in the middle of it.

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