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[hatesthefood]

*heavy footsteps, broken only by the sound of someone nearby running. There's a soft laugh, then a sudden scream, then a dull thud as something hits the ground*

What a disappointment. I really did hope she'd run faster, not that it would've mattered. Not in end. We always get our targets, right? I wasn't trained to be anything other than the best, after all. You know, I have no idea why I've fought this for so long...

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[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Mamoru raised his bow as Ken paused, sending another arrow at his arm.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken heard the crossbow and skittered back, then launched himself at his former lover, claws bared.

"You're not taking me, Persia."

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Mamoru laughed a little, dodging back. "Too bad. You might like it."

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

He was on him quickly, teeth bared in a wild smile as he reached for his throat.

"Shame you never bothered to try me."

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Fuck, he was fast. But Mamoru held steady and looked up at him.

"What would it take to get you to play things my way?" he asked.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

"You had your chance with me and you decided I wasn't good enough, Persia. So sorry."

The claws glinted, reflecting a dim light nearby as they moved to gut him.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Mamoru stood his ground, taking aim at Ken and hitting him with one of the sleep arrows.

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken took one more step, then stumbled, his gaze locked on Mamoru's as he slowly dropped.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Mamoru looked up at him, his eyes dark as Ken's claws sank into his sides.

"Looks like a draw."

[bladed-siberian.livejournal.com]

Ken laughed softly, but the laugh wasn't like the ones before. This one was bitter.

"... tag."

The laugh died away as the older man collapsed.

[whatsapersia.livejournal.com]

Mamoru did, too, falling to his knees beside Ken. He only hoped that someone came and got them quickly.