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[purelineage]

[Draco is crouching behind a bush, grinning meanly as he trips passing-by muggles with his wand. It is hilarious, especially since they can do nothing to defend themselves.]

This all they've got? The muggles can't even stay on their feet for more than a few seconds. [This grin widens as one of them faceplants.]Look, he's practicing his swimming

Comments

[dei_irati]

After all your boasting about superiority, I would think you would choose to do something a bit more mature and productive.

[purelineage]

Oh, so there's actually something productive to do here?

[dei_irati]

Certainly. Or at least more productive then that. [Finds Draco's actions distasteful, and his face clearly shows this.]

[purelineage]

Think you're going to stop me, do you? [Amused, clearly no idea what he's dealing with here.]

[dei_irati]

I'm trying to decide if you're worth my time.

[purelineage]

I've already decided that you're not worth mine.

[dei_irati]

[Faint smirk] In that case, your judgment needs some work.

[purelineage]

Mistaking it for your own?

[dei_irati]

[Yamato's tip gently touches Draco's throat---he probably didn't even see him unsheathe it]

No, I'm speaking of your judgment of threats and how to respond to them.

[purelineage]

[Something of a squeak escapes him, and he just nods, wide-eyed.]

[dei_irati]

[Vergil nods and resheathes Yamato] Good.

[purelineage]

[The second it's out of sight have a Draco scrambling away quickly.]

Are you mad? [DROPS OUT in a hurry, I might add.]

[dei_irati]

[Actually appears to think about this question, despite Draco probably not being able to hear him any longer.]

Somewhere in between sane and mad, I expect. My twin is the mad one.