Clive; "Black Hawk-Eagle"/"Hawk" (
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laytondressing2012-08-10 09:06 pm
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[There's a new Clive. Of course.
He has a feral air to him. Blood streaked down his face and dried on his hands--
(more under his clothes, and worse besides).
His clothes hang off him, ragged and dirty with his name tag the only pristine thing about him. "HELLO, MY NAME IS BLACK HAWK-EAGLE (HAWK)", it reads (but those who've cared to notice might realise that Black Hawk-Eagle has already been used in the nicknaming), and right now it seems particularly fitting. He's got blood matted black in his hair, after all.
And he rather looks like he'd take down a small rodent just for something to eat, too.]
He has a feral air to him. Blood streaked down his face and dried on his hands--
(more under his clothes, and worse besides).
His clothes hang off him, ragged and dirty with his name tag the only pristine thing about him. "HELLO, MY NAME IS BLACK HAWK-EAGLE (HAWK)", it reads (but those who've cared to notice might realise that Black Hawk-Eagle has already been used in the nicknaming), and right now it seems particularly fitting. He's got blood matted black in his hair, after all.
And he rather looks like he'd take down a small rodent just for something to eat, too.]
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Tyrannus?
[He steps carefully closer.]
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You.
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...I suppose that I did this to you.
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Unless you're going to say that it was your guards, or that it wasn't you because you only did it because I made you.
[His breathing is ragged, and for all his bravado Hawk looks pretty dead on his feet.
Being in a cramped cell and being tortured right up until one's arrival doesn't exactly do wonders for their coordination.]
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He sighs.]
Tyr- ...Clive, you need help. I understand that I've probably done terrible things to you, but at least let me get you to someone who can aid you.
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Why the hell would I let you anywhere near me!
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[The voice comes from up in the rafters, and Hawk reels back in shock as Tyrannus drops down between him and Twister.]
Not as you... we know him, anyway.
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[Now is not a good time to ask how long he's been there, so Twister makes do with another pressing issues.]
Getting this... you to believe that I'm trustworthy would waste much time. The best course of action would be for you to take him somewhere safe.
[And by "safe" he means as far away from a potential Roulette discovery as possible.]
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[Tyrannus knows himself. Remembers what he used to be like, even if he doesn't know how to be that way again.]
However.
[He watches Hawk reel and turn around swiftly to look for another exit, then steps forward so that when Hawk keels over backwards, he lands in Tyrannus's arms.]
He's also spent... two weeks in the cells. Give or take.
[Sixteen days, five hours, thirty-seven minutes. Tyrannus remembers.]