[Tan isn't really hungry, exactly. He's come to the buffet for a snack and to get out of his room more than anything else. Staying holed up in one place isn't good for him, no, and he's not up to hitting the gym just yet. Better to put something in his stomach first.
He's not, honestly, paying much attention to his surroundings, but he does glance up when Jinx comes by and--
[You, Tanvir, are setting of some of Jinx signals. That look and that tone the other man has going on right there makes Jinx just a little bit uncomfortable.
And that worry wasn't for nothing, which Jinx realizes when Tan's fist is coming fast to his jaw. It hits hard, his bones clicking from the impact and a new coppery taste in his mouth from biting his tongue.]
[He's a big guy. And he's learned how to land his punches hard.
And that?
That was satisfying.]
You're a fucking bastard, you know that?
[If it'd been anything else, anything at all, he wouldn't react like this. But no, Jinx raped someone, and that sets him off. It's a kneejerk reaction.
He grabs for Jinx's collar. Let's not do this in the buffet, friend.]
[Jinx isn't going to respond; he's not giving Tanvir that pleasure. He just keeps his hands griped around Tan's which happen to be tangled in his collar.
He keeps one eye closed ready for the next hit, but his focus is on how he can get his legs wrapped around Tan's so he can trip him.]
[For a brief moment, Jinx feels like he's being strangled when Tan's grip shifts. Then his face collides with that nice hard table. He spits out a nice blood laced loogie and a chip of a tooth.
Since Tan hit first Jinx decides that it's totally okay for him to fight back, he attempts to flex a foot into the other man's rear.]
[That hit wasn't too too bad, just knocked the wind out of him. Jinx is just grateful that all the only evidence of this scuffle may be a few bruised ribs and a bloodied mouth. His legs give out and he flops weakly to his knees. This isn't really a fair fight, Tan. The poor man was just having a pleasant meal, and you come in on him like the wrath of a god.
He stabilizes with his hands, still breathing hard, and attempts to get up before spitting a cocky retort at Tan.]
Is there really no other way we can settle whatever th' hell's wrong with ya'?
[It's not a fair fight, no. Raping someone wasn't exactly fair either, now was it, Jinx? This whole thing is a violent kneejerk reaction. This is revenge, Jinx. Revenge for every time he didn't stop someone or try to stop someone. Revenge for every time he couldn't.
You're an easy target for that frustration, Jinx. Sorry.]
Nope.
[Jinx is still moving. Don't run, Jinx. He slams his fist into Jinx's kidneys. Now he's aiming for damage]
[The fist hits hard, burning and stinging on the inside and throbbing on the outside. He drops to the floor and curls into himself in an attempt to soothe the pain.]
[He grabs the back of Jinx's collar again--it's more to keep him where he is--and strikes at his kidneys again. Say hello to bruised organs and potential bleeding, Jinx.
The next shot? That one's gonna go for the liver.]
[Hello there, internal bleeding. Nice to meet you on such a fine evening. Jinx is thrashing as hard as he can to try to get Tan off of him. However, his valiant efforts were in vain and his liver became best friends with Tanvir's fist.]
He's not, honestly, paying much attention to his surroundings, but he does glance up when Jinx comes by and--
Hang on.
He knows that face.
He knows that face.]
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He doesn't even notice Tanvir looking at him.]
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He gets up from his chair and heads over.]
Sweet freedom, huh?
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Yup. Can actually eat an' get some proper sleep up here.
[He then looks back down to his food. He almost needs another plate.]
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[Except he doesn't sound like he means it.
Sure doesn't look like he means it either.
There's no point in saying anything else. He's not even going to bother with conversation. Tan balls his hand into a fist and just
aims a punch at Jinx's jaw]
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[You, Tanvir, are setting of some of Jinx signals. That look and that tone the other man has going on right there makes Jinx just a little bit uncomfortable.
And that worry wasn't for nothing, which Jinx realizes when Tan's fist is coming fast to his jaw. It hits hard, his bones clicking from the impact and a new coppery taste in his mouth from biting his tongue.]
What th' hell.
[He speaks quietly.]
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And that?
That was satisfying.]
You're a fucking bastard, you know that?
[If it'd been anything else, anything at all, he wouldn't react like this. But no, Jinx raped someone, and that sets him off. It's a kneejerk reaction.
He grabs for Jinx's collar. Let's not do this in the buffet, friend.]
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He keeps one eye closed ready for the next hit, but his focus is on how he can get his legs wrapped around Tan's so he can trip him.]
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Tan twists his grip in Jinx's collar, readjusting it so he can get a good angle to shove Jinx face-first into the table.]
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Since Tan hit first Jinx decides that it's totally okay for him to fight back, he attempts to flex a foot into the other man's rear.]
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The next blow is heavy, to the ribs. That one's for the girl he didn't save.
Go ahead and kick, Jinx. That actually hurt a little.]
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He stabilizes with his hands, still breathing hard, and attempts to get up before spitting a cocky retort at Tan.]
Is there really no other way we can settle whatever th' hell's wrong with ya'?
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You're an easy target for that frustration, Jinx. Sorry.]
Nope.
[Jinx is still moving. Don't run, Jinx. He slams his fist into Jinx's kidneys. Now he's aiming for damage]
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[The fist hits hard, burning and stinging on the inside and throbbing on the outside. He drops to the floor and curls into himself in an attempt to soothe the pain.]
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The next shot? That one's gonna go for the liver.]
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