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It's Going Down

Sep 01, 2006 21:13

Date: Friday, September 1
Time: 2:30 p.m.
Place: Hogsmeade, outside the Shrieking Shack
Characters Involved: Marcus Flint, Perry Derrick, invitation only
Rating: R for language and violence

( 'Carry the battle to them. Don't let them bring it to you. Put them on the defensive. And don't ever apologize for anything.' ~ Harry S. Truman )

status: complete, character: perry derrick, location: hogsmeade, character: marcus flint

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flint_ferocia September 2 2006, 01:48:52 UTC

This afternoon had but one agenda; to kick Perry Derrick's arse.

Marcus did not expect to get Perry to meet up so soon, and had half a mind to make plans later to start trouble somewhere, because Marcus was aching to cause some. But his instigation had started with Perry, only because when Marcus thought about physical violence, when the desire to punch something surfaced, Perry’s ugly mug was the first thing that came to mind.

The news that his Father had brought Marcus earlier in the afternoon, about everything being set up and done for him to work under his father again come Monday, made Marcus want to beat the living shite out of someone. And as luck would have it, he was going to have Perry stand in for that burning desire of violence. A sweet release.

Somehow the fucking arsehole took the hook, and planned a meet and greet. ‘Private’-like. Marcus knew what a private meeting was about. He wasn’t as dumb as half the world made him out to be. He pondered over the reasoning behind such an easy set up, and had the strangest ( ... )

inner_human September 2 2006, 02:29:42 UTC

His hands were in his pockets and he had an iron grip on the handle of his wand as Flint approached. Seeing a wand pointed at him immediately put Perry into battle mode. Normally he was somewhat relaxed (as much as Perry could get) during this time of month, but his excursion with Remus and Glamis had brought animal instincts to the surface. The following confrontations with Pansy and Wood had only kept him on the defensive. His intense feelings regarding Flint mixed with the single-minded aggression of the wolf, and Perry wouldn't have been able to tell who was in control at the moment if he tried.

"I'm not here to talk trash with you, Flint." The grip on his wand handle tightened. "Is that how we're doing it?" He nodded to Flint's wand. "I'm not picky. I'll beat the shit out of you any way you like."

flint_ferocia September 2 2006, 02:57:51 UTC

"Pity. That's the only thing you're good at." Marcus answered, as he stopped a good four or five feet away from Perry, who looked like someone pissed in his pumpkin juice.

When Perry asked about the way shit was going down, Marcus cocked a brow curiously, and flexed his shoulders in a shrug. So it was going to be a fight, and the way Perry talked, there was a definite reason behind it.

"This..." He moved his wand arm, "Is to make sure I rose to the occasion, instead of getting sideswiped. Don't think for a second I fucking trust you." Marcus spat out, already reliving old wars and old memories as he stared Perry down.

"You want to get some punches out, faggot... let's go then. Get your fucking stick out of your arse first."

Marcus dropped the dirty robe on his free arm, to the ground, and then slowly lowered his wand. But he also made sure, with eyes glued on Perry, to not be caught in a magic duel as he dropped his wand on the robe. "Whose dick did you choke on this morning?"

inner_human September 2 2006, 03:38:28 UTC

He had the focus of a guard dog trained to attack on command, eyes unblinking and never wavering from Flint. He trusted his ears and peripheral vision to tell him that they were truly alone. The last thing he needed was for this to get back to Spinner's End. What would the others say, if he jeopardized the already sketchy reputation of local werewolves all for a personal conflict?

Well, it looked like the fighting terms were decided. And amusingly, Flint didn't trust him.

He shouldn't.

Perry didn't even wait for Flint to return from lowering his wand before he started in, closing the distance between him. He was anticipating that moment when Flint realized he was being attacked and rised to meet him. His left fist was pulled back and ready, and he vaulted it right into Flint's face. It was a punch with all his weight behind it, meant to stun, meant to put Flint down in one blow.

Now he put down his wand, tossing it to a dry patch within view. He hated to leave it unattended, but didn't want to risk breaking it in their ( ... )

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