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Heart Game: Duality - Round 2
Your sleep is restless, and it's hard to settle as your eyelids refusing to stop twitching, and you can feel an itch at the back of your mind, flashes of uncomfortable thoughts dipping in and out of your dreams, constantly interrupting your tries to relax. ... Are you even asleep?
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Apparently you were, because you wake up with a start, cheek pressed uncomfortably to steel flooring and flickering lights overhead. Unfortunately, you don't feel very rested at all.
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Apparently you were, because you wake up with a start, cheek pressed uncomfortably to steel flooring and flickering lights overhead. Unfortunately, you don't feel very rested at all.

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Mori rejecting him is in there too, but it's less obvious and more as a small sliver on top of the mountain.]
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At this point Eclipse is holding onto Duality more because if he let go he's going to fall, after being overwhelmed by all those feelings. He was right; be in this stupid place long enough you get baggage, whether you like it or not. ]
...Duality, you...
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You should turn back...
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...I already said I'm a stubborn asshole.
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[ He still hasn't let go of Duality's arm. ]
...I know you say you don't want to hurt your friends, but I can't stand seeing a friend like this either.
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1/2
I don't want to hurt anyone—
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Stop. .........Stop—!
[It stops. Abruptly. And he drops to his knees.]
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The problem is he's like 5'3" and is fairly noodly, so it doesn't really do as much as he would like, on top of his hands hurting like hell. ]
-- You stopped it.
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His face falls at seeing the wounds on Eclipse's hands, though.]
I...
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[ At least in so far that he knew he was going to get hurt, he's (re)learning what burns feel like. ]
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[He's frozen, staring a little at Eclipse's hands, and then up at him.]
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[ Secretly he's thanking that he does have some medical training -- maybe this will help assuage Duality's worry. He looks down at his hands, finally letting go. ]
...Can't use iced water, though. [ Or he'd be dipping his hands into the lake right now. ]
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... don't. It'll... it'll scar.
[It's as if all the air has left him, and he's just an awkward kind of spiky looking person.]
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[ Said like...yeah, he's just talking to an awkward kind of spiky looking person, no big deal. ]
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No...
[He could probably heat it up with his own quirk but hey, no one said a spiky boy is smart right now.]
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...Silence told me you had a 'fire side'?
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That's—I... I swore to never use it.
[He's hesitating]
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[He's slowly getting to his feet, though, taking a few steps down to the lake.]
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...Even though it's yours, too?
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[He kneels down in front of the line of water, and reaches out with the hand covered in spikes to the sheet of ice. His voice has grown as cold as the air around them.]
...I know it's mine. But I spent almost ten years denying him the satisfaction of me playing into his hands.
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