all of a sudden you're a hostage to things you thought you wanted

[closely]

( open for messages, action, overflow. )

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[maycry]

Well he could be like me, a poor ne'er-do-well. Couldn't help his shitty career choice - we've all been there.

[ He pulls the sword to where he can get it better later, and then gets the still living guy by the scruff as he starts to pull. ]

Or he could be a total shithead who kicks puppies and you and like a million babies, who's gonna ruin our day when he wakes up.

[ Dante pulls the somewhat living body from the car, turning to face Four again with his back to the flame. He worries his tongue over his teeth as he meets Four's eyes. ]

Do you really not give a shit at all? You were shooting at them, I kinda thought you might want revenge.

[closely]

It seemed like the logical thing to do.

( ice cold in contrast with the fire, to be sure. he blinks, not even intending an iota of how unfeeling that must sound. the only slightly off thing about four, really, is how his breaths aren't as silent and therefore even as normal; injuries slowly taking a toll. not that he acknowledges them.

rather, he moves his gaze from the not-dead-yet body back to dante, confused. )

...anyway, I don't understand. Are you bringing him?

( as it seems just leaving him here even outside of the flaming car, will likely spell death without any assistance... )