[ A scoff -- nearly spat -- with a tip of his head, and his lip curled upward, the scarred one, that rest underneath the ever-open eye, and he crossed his arms, and tapped a finger against his forearm, before he gestured with his knife, gloved fingers tightened around the knife as he did so, like it was something to punctuate his points. ]
Only offered now of course, that your allies are gone. [ That Jinx was gone -- as always, the thought fluttered to the surface, but Silco was ever controlled -- he wrested the errant thought and pushed it down, like he was drowning it himself. Unwilling to show weakness, especially around his old enemy. ]
And now that I have the upper hand. That was always your way, wasn't it? Once the fight gets too hard? [ He took a step forward, once, then twice. ] Just cower?
[ Another step, he's way too confident, stepping in like this, but there's a goal here today. This isn't senseless violence -- only senseless violence -- and it isn't just revenge. Not with the prize of victory for Zenith as Silco's focus -- an end to all of... this. ]
That's not how this is going to work, Vander.
[ It almost makes him angrier, that Vander's trying to play at being the bigger man, now that he's killed Silco yet again, now that he put Jinx through the trauma of bringing him back, and now he wants to play nice? Now?
Yes, Silco may have goaded him, but Vander hadn't been required to take the bait, had he? Killing Silco was too tempting a prize, to get back at him for his death -- even if it hadn't been... entirely Silco who had killed him. ]
You should know by now, I won't stop until I get what I want. Wasn't that the whole reason you stabbed me in the back?
[ Another step. Still out of punching range, but he's certainly pressing the advantage this time. ]
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[ A scoff -- nearly spat -- with a tip of his head, and his lip curled upward, the scarred one, that rest underneath the ever-open eye, and he crossed his arms, and tapped a finger against his forearm, before he gestured with his knife, gloved fingers tightened around the knife as he did so, like it was something to punctuate his points. ]
Only offered now of course, that your allies are gone. [ That Jinx was gone -- as always, the thought fluttered to the surface, but Silco was ever controlled -- he wrested the errant thought and pushed it down, like he was drowning it himself. Unwilling to show weakness, especially around his old enemy. ]
And now that I have the upper hand. That was always your way, wasn't it? Once the fight gets too hard? [ He took a step forward, once, then twice. ] Just cower?
[ Another step, he's way too confident, stepping in like this, but there's a goal here today. This isn't senseless violence -- only senseless violence -- and it isn't just revenge. Not with the prize of victory for Zenith as Silco's focus -- an end to all of... this. ]
That's not how this is going to work, Vander.
[ It almost makes him angrier, that Vander's trying to play at being the bigger man, now that he's killed Silco yet again, now that he put Jinx through the trauma of bringing him back, and now he wants to play nice? Now?
Yes, Silco may have goaded him, but Vander hadn't been required to take the bait, had he? Killing Silco was too tempting a prize, to get back at him for his death -- even if it hadn't been... entirely Silco who had killed him. ]
You should know by now, I won't stop until I get what I want. Wasn't that the whole reason you stabbed me in the back?
[ Another step. Still out of punching range, but he's certainly pressing the advantage this time. ]