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[expectremorse]

[Hoffman has come to a conclusion. When he first arrived to the barge he was reading and moderately social and shit went down hill from there. He really doesn't want to be fucking social again because-as far as he's concerned-you all suck

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[mightymorbid]

How's the eye?

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[mightymorbid]

[Mozenrath gasps as he's grasped there, though he reaches to grab at him with his bare hand to pry him off, hissing.]

You're going to regret this.

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[expectremorse]

I think it's about time you understand just why you shouldn't fuck with me.

[Or Amanda, for that matter, but since she took out his eye he is itching for a fight. With one hand gripping Mozenwrath's throat, the other draws back and prepares to punch.]

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[mightymorbid]

I feel exactly the same. [He brings his right hand up to Hoffman's face, fingers glowing with energy, and rakes his nails across]

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[expectremorse]

[Hoffman staggers back with his face on fire. Clawing desperately, he realizes belatedly that he can't see. The world is dark with white patches and that throws him into a rage.

Roaring, he moves forward and throws a punch aimed at what he thinks is Moze's head.]

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[mightymorbid]

[Good aim, Hoffman! Mozenrath is thrown across the table with the blow and lands head first on the other side.]

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[expectremorse]

[Hoffman is scrambling at his face, cursing]

Get up you asshole! Get the fuck up! Where are you? [he climbs to his feet and falls on his side.]

Get up! Where are you?!

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[mightymorbid]

[It's Hoffman screaming that gets him moving again. He has to shake away the stars behind his eyes, dizzy, but immediately some clarity returns to him. Get up. Stay alive. Destroy. He pushes himself to his feet.]

Right here.

[He directs his power at the table in an attempt to hurl it in his direction. His vision is swimming, though, because he just landed on his head.]

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[expectremorse]

[The table flies up aiming directly for Hoffman. The white is starting to resolve back into actual reality just as the wood comes hurtling toward him. He rolled to the side, avoiding it's corner narrowly.]

...I fucking hate magic!

[Morrigan, Mozenwrath, it's too much. Roaring, he drops to the floor and runs for Mozenwrath's legs, trying to tackle hmi off his feet.]

[Spam!] - Remus can pop in now :3

[mightymorbid]

[Mozenrath can't direct a blast at him right away and is thrown off his feet. Physically weak though he may be, he puts up an admirable struggle]

Get off of me! Get off!

[His right hand begins to glow again]

[Spam!] - Remus can pop in now :3

[onefullmoony]

[He'd just been to pop around for food, really. Something more than the tea and chocolate that he'd kept in his room. What he'd walked into surprised him, and he did what he would have done if he'd walked in on two boys fighting at Hogwarts, he silently flicked his wand at each of them in turn, performing a silent Petrificus Totalus on both of them before he walked over and separated the two of them.]

What on earth is going on in here?

[Now that they were separate, the spell released so that they could talk, but his wand was out, just in case.]

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[expectremorse]

[Hoffman's face is slowly returning to normal. Parts of his body are bruised from rolling around]

Fuck off idiot.

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[mightymorbid]

[He half-purrs/half-hisses] So eloquent.

[He points at him -- there's half a threat there, he can do a lot with a pointed finger]

This oaf attacked me!

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[onefullmoony]

[If Remus was offended by the language, he didn't show it. He just watched as Mozenrath pointed at him.]

And you attacked him back? Instead of calling for help or something else?

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[expectremorse]

[Hoffman sounds panickstricken]

The little shit fucking blinded me! I can't see!

[his eye sight is returning, but.]

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[mightymorbid]

He was duly warned. [Snapping at Hoffman] You're lucky you're alive, you moron!