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Manly Fighting [Closed]

Sep 27, 2011 23:03

Who: Rex and Hoffman, eventually Iago
Where: THE SHOWERS BECAUSE ALL FIGHTING HAPPENS THERE FOREVER
When: Second night of the flood
Warnings: Language (PROBABLY), mild violence and a few references to past sexual assault.

( STOP TAKING SHOWERS, REX. )

mark hoffman, rex lewis/cobra commander, dick grayson, iago

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expectremorse September 28 2011, 04:39:23 UTC

Hoffman had had a rough couple of days.

He was thinking about everything that Lupin had said, about it hurting to care. It's like moving the scar tissue around again, like learning how to eat. He had let everything that had happened with Sarah slide, but Rex's behavior had cut into everything.

That was why he couldn't care. It was a sad fact. It was better not to care because then...

Calm down, Calm down. What would Angelina do? Well, she had a right to defend herself. So did he.

He hated this flood. He couldn't think, every time he closed his eyes he saw rage. Violent burning rage. Buffy forgave him and the little bastard had ran around like it was some big deal. Thinking that he didn't care. He cared!

He had decided that he needed a nice hot shower and then bed. He wanted to be calm.

He was on meds that made him calm.

But then every time he thought about doing something for himself he saw Rex laughing. Be a man about this.

A man had a right to have his honor defended. He had a right to defend himself. ( ... )

stopthat_destro September 28 2011, 04:51:08 UTC

Rex was leaning into one of the stalls, still fully dressed (thankfully), running his hand under the water to assess the temperature. He didn't notice Hoffman coming in, since, well, it wasn't like he could hear him over the water. He fiddled with the temperature a little, getting it juuuust right, then took a step back and turned his back to the shower so that he could pull his shirt off and watch for intruders, stalkers, creepy voyeurs and the like as he removed his clothes.

He didn't get any farther than partially pulling his shirt off before he saw Hoffman. Well, so much for that. Rex quickly tugged it back on, his arm darting into the stall to turn the water off.

He hated these communal showers so much.

"What do you want?" He kept his eyes locked on Hoffman as he spoke, preparing himself to run if the other man started to advance.

expectremorse September 28 2011, 05:12:42 UTC

"I think you ought to reconsider what was said to me." Hoffman had spent a day trying to calm down. Then this morning with Sarah.

He had had, a good game of chess, left thinking that he could ride this out, and Buffy had called him out.

"I was hoping we could." His hands spasmed, "Talk."

stopthat_destro September 28 2011, 05:20:46 UTC

Rex eyed him warily. Talk? Right. Like he believed that. "If you want to talk, you can do it over the Network. Set up a private chat."

It would be so easy, of course, to just acquiesce, pretend he was so sorry for what he'd said to Hoffman, but Rex didn't want to give him that. Not with Hoffman; not over this. So, rather than keeping his mouth shut, he spat out, "I didn't say anything but the truth. Just keeping in theme with the flood, after all."

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