I got classpect bullshit. Knight, Prince, Maid; Mind, Life, Void. The rest of 'em. I've got inferences on what I am but I don't know.
[Then Dave gives instructions and Dave says 'chill' but Dirk isn't. If anything, he's frozen.]
I'd rather attack not you. A wall, maybe.
[Anything but his baby brother. The sword feels wrong in his hands and he doesn't want to go for it, he doesn't know if he can. The idea of swinging a sword at Dave—he does krav, he's practiced sparring, he could do that. But he's always been gentle in play-fights and worried about hurting Dave and that's the thing. Dirk knows how to playfight with Dave and not hurt him. He feels confident in that.
Knowing, abstractly, that Dave will kick his ass before he does damage can't fight off the wrongness of trying to imagine himself striking at Dave without knowing exactly what he's doing.]
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[Then Dave gives instructions and Dave says 'chill' but Dirk isn't. If anything, he's frozen.]
I'd rather attack not you. A wall, maybe.
[Anything but his baby brother. The sword feels wrong in his hands and he doesn't want to go for it, he doesn't know if he can. The idea of swinging a sword at Dave—he does krav, he's practiced sparring, he could do that. But he's always been gentle in play-fights and worried about hurting Dave and that's the thing. Dirk knows how to playfight with Dave and not hurt him. He feels confident in that.
Knowing, abstractly, that Dave will kick his ass before he does damage can't fight off the wrongness of trying to imagine himself striking at Dave without knowing exactly what he's doing.]