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[battleignition]

Characters: Ouyo/Toushi (battleignition), Bastet (felinemystique), Throne (child_proteus), & Want (unlostsoul)
Date/Time: August 12th/13th, around midnight-early morning, after Ouyo's fight with Gurren
Location: Section 4 housing
Rating: PG-13 to R for lots of violence and Ouyo being a general dick
Summary: Ouyo has taken over Toushi's body again, and wants a fight. Badly. He threatened Bastet, so

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[unlostsoul]

Want was feeling sleep-deprived, which was stupid because he was already getting a ridiculous number of hours of sleep every night, punctuated only by a couple of hours spent shuffling around the house cleaning up some more and a couple of hours spent following Throne to work and sitting around hoping Drake would make an appearance. It had been almost exactly a week now, and that was way longer than Throne had been gone. On Monday morning, this had depressed Want a lot, but he had pushed through that and was now balancing on the thin period time of time between depressions when, really, this whole thing was just annoying

[child_proteus]

Throne was asleep.

Not a deep, thick, blanketing sleep -- the kind he knew Want usually had when the world wasn't turned inside out and upside down and when Drake wasn't decidedly dead -- but a thinly-layered one, one that was -- for the most part -- superficial. A sleep that was pulled, one could argue, too tightly over how tired he was and that threatened to constantly break with every small jostle of Want's body on the bed

[felinemystique]

Bastet had gone up to the roof of Throne and Argent's as soon as she finished talking to Ouyo over the journal, with the intention of heading him off as soon as he came into sight. With any luck, none of her friends would even know he'd been there at all.

But an hour went by, and then two, and into the third, she'd just about decided he wasn't coming. As she sat, she thought, wracking her brains for a solution. She didn't expect this fight to go the way her fight with Toushi had--he had more of a sense of his capabilities than Toushi did. Her most recent memory showed her possessing much greater strength than she'd previously realized, but her victory was hardly a sure thing, despite her visits to Crystala to train since then.

She didn't actually want to hurt him, after all, and she knew damn well he had no such consideration for her.

She could feel something running beneath her skin, energy she could tap into as she had when she'd summoned that glowing rope to bind Praise when he'd tried to grope her. But she still didn't

[battleignition]

The slow creak of the door only bright a wider grin to his face. Ouyo smiled rather cheerfully - if you found sadistic cheerful, that is - like the good neighbor he was. The sleepy demeanor of the other man made it clear that he would be taking advantage of an unfair situation from his opponents end, but the thought was fleeting, because he really did not care. At the end of the day, he could easily blame it on all Bastet for not rising to the bait and turning him down so easily. He was sure that regardless of how cool and collected she acted, it would bother her deep down.

"Why would I be joking?" Ouyo asked, trying to appear offended. "I was just getting the munchies. I'm sure you've gotta have somethin' in there. Let me see."

Without warning or invitation, Ouyo stuck his foot into the door before Want could close it, getting rather up close and personal with the dark-haired boy's face. His inked out eyes shone in the moonlight, gleaming with mirth as he held back the urge to laugh in the other's face.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Did I wake