The Most Un-PC Ass-Kicking Thread Ever :|

[mightymorbid]

Who: Mozenrath, Paddy, eventually Uhura, possibly Scotty?
Where: Inmate Lavatory
When: Sometime after lunch, during the flood.
What: Ridiculously one-sided violence.

Comments

[christ_onabike]

Paddy was... hot, for want of a better word. Burning, burning hot, and very distracted. Nothing made any sense since he'd got back, he couldn't stop the shaking in his hands, and he kept going between burning hot and freezing cold, and was sweating like hell. He knew exactly what it was, and why it was back with a vengence, but he was determined not to let on. Determined.

The difficulty with that was, to cool down, he had to go to the bathroom, he had to cool down, and calm down, and keep in control. No, not keep in control, he had to find some control. He was just as angry with himself for being in this situation again, and being able to do nothing about it. He entered the bathroom and headed for the sinks, but spotted a girl with long, black... oh, he'd seen her before. He knew exactly who she was. Or, who he was

[mightymorbid]

Mozenrath felt an unusual and almost painful jolt in his heartbeat when he saw a familiar reflection in the mirror, but to his credit didn't jump when Paddy snapped at him. The sorcerer had too much pride to identify it as fear. He turned off the water with a jerk of his gloved hand, fixing him with a baleful stare in the mirror as he took a step back and went to find a towel to dry his bare hand and face with.

[christ_onabike]

Paddy didn't logically conclude that was him getting out of his way. He wanted him out of the fucking room. If he was going to try and get control back, he didn't want the fucking skinny wizard here. He took a menacing step towards Mozenrath, not even thinking about the fact he was about to punch a woman in the face; something he'd only done to Uhura out of sheer desperation, and now, out of a sheer lack of self control.

"I told you to fucking get out of my way. You fucking ought to be fucking scared." He took another step towards him and swung his fist hard into his face.

[mightymorbid]

Mozenrath heard him speaking just as he finished drying his face, and had actually turned to address him. "It's a public facility, you ape," he drawled, "and I'm not --"

And Paddy's fist connected. The first signals of pain, where bone struck bone, was along the line of his cheekbone, and in spite of himself he didn't take to the blow soundlessly, but a higher-pitched and more alarmed noise than he would have liked was what issued. It would have knocked him off his feet had it not sent him into the wall first.