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[epicviolinist]

[silence for some time before the sound of someone taking a heavy breath]

You're wrong. I'm not--

I won't. I'm not a demon.

[silence again]

I TOLD YOU, I'M A HUMAN. I didn't--

[this time it's a shaky breath while Hamel just. Listens.]

SHUT UP-- [there's a crack as the device is thrown down]

[ooc; And it begins. Feel free to join in

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[leon_dormant]

--already told you I don't need help.

[Squall is to all appearances griping to himself as he strides along at a brisk, determined clip, tracking the sounds of carnage.]

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[epicviolinist]

[Hamel's just kind of tearing up some cobblestone because he is pissed so it's just probably getting louder]

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[leon_dormant]

[Getting a clear look at Hamel has Squall's eyes widening. Ohshi--]

[--but maybe this is what he needs right now.]

Stay back.

[Not really clear who that's directed to. The gunblade comes out of its sheath and he two-hands it, braced for combat.]

Hey!

[Yes, he's making a great big target of himself.]

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[epicviolinist]

[Did that human seriously just? Yeah. Yeah, he did. So here comes Hamel to tower over looking.. not all that phased.]

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[leon_dormant]

[OMGWTF that's big. But then, Squall's fought big before. Brandishing that big odd-looking sword of his, he glares up - and up - and up - at Hamel.]

Come on.

[Maybe a little bit self-destructive, this guy.]

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[epicviolinist]

[Humans are always- He sees a blade being directed at him and he can't help but think THREAT. He instantly jabs his hand into the ground underneath Squall to try and break it from beneath him.]

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[leon_dormant]

[It's not what Squall was expecting and he leaps back, off-balance, re-establishing his footing in a series of short hops. He recovers quickly. While that hand is still dug into the ground, he charges, bringing his gunblade swinging down at that arm.]

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[epicviolinist]

[He didn't want this; he didn't want to fight at all, but that blood in him is urging it because every time, humans always go after him. He pulls the arm back, the blade still cutting across]

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[leon_dormant]

[The blade scores and in the wake of the impact Squall falls back a couple of steps, re-gathering himself in preparation--]

[--only to pause, distracted, looking aside at nothing with a momentarily exasperated expression.]

I don't have any grenades. Would you just--

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[epicviolinist]

[Shut up, SHUT UP. Hamel was dealing with his own father's spirit next to him, egging him on. He throws his fist out at anything in front of him trying to get the apparition to leave, incidentally wrecking the pavement and bushes in front of him]

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[leon_dormant]

[Distracted as he is, Squall doesn't see the fist incoming until it's too late. Hamel's wild flailing only clips him, but it's still enough to send Squall flying, and he hits the ground with a heavy thud of impact, somehow managing not to gut himself with his own gunblade in the process.]

[He's scowling as he scrambles back up onto his feet, holding one arm curled protectively against his side, but something that the illusion of Laguna says has him checking himself, blinking in confusion.]

What--?

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[epicviolinist]

[Oh hey, he hit something. The demon side of him enjoyed it, enough that he's going further out to places still in tact to try and find that human that attacked him. He's sinking into it too much. Just what his father's spirit wanted. Where did you go, Squall? 8( He wants to have more fun.]

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[leon_dormant]

[Whatever Laguna is telling him, Squall's face settles into a look of grim determination.]

--if this goes on, I won't have much of a choice.

[He shoulders his gunblade and starts after Hamel again, still holding his ribs but with only a bit of a hitch in his stride.]

...Can't let anyone else get into his line of fire by mistake...

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[epicviolinist]

[ OH THERE YOU ARE. Hamel eyed Squall. He was seeing him more as a plaything than a threat now. Although he was in Hamel's way of getting to a more open area. He didn't waste a breath clawing out at Squall.]

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[leon_dormant]

[He's fast. This time, though, Squall's a little more prepared. He hefts his gunblade again and rushes, dropping his shoulder and ducking under Hamel's striking claw with only a scant breath of space to spare, to bring the Lionheart's broad blade swinging around under Hamel's arm.]

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[epicviolinist]

[It's a course growl that comes out of Hamel at having his arm cut by the blade. In retaliation, he uses his other arm to punch at Squall, intending to take him down into the ground with brute force.]