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Who: [Bad username or site: fortunefail title=Yuan @ livejournal.com] and [Bad username or site: imatreenow title=Mithos @ livejournal.com]
What: Confrontation!~
When: The 29th of December, some time after this. (yes, we enjoy backdating)
Where: House #8.
Summary: Mithos flips his shit after Yuan gets his Cruxis Crystal back and goes to investigate.
Rating: Rated T to be safe, idk.

[Yuan hadn't wasted much time in retrieving his Cruxis Crystal. He knew it wouldn't take long before Mithos would be alerted by the little girl's message. Now that his precious crystal's been returned to him, he makes sure to give it a good lookover before equipping it again. For all he knows, Mithos sabotaged it and planted it out there for anyone to find. He twists and turns it in his fingers, inspecting the ancient runes inscribed in the Keycrest to make sure nothing's amiss... But it all seems fine.

If Mithos didn't lose it on purpose, that means he's looking for it as well. Would the little girl have told him who came to retrieve him? Yuan warned her about Mithos, but he doesn't trust her to lead him astray. If she told him, will he pay a little visit to Yuan's house? After the bodyswap incident, he knows where Yuan lives.

Only time will tell, but if Mithos does decide to stop by, Yuan will be ready for him.]

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[Pain sharper than nearly anything else he's felt floods his nerves - and this is someone who has experienced death before. He can't even suppress the loud cry of pain he makes as he staggers forward toward Yuan's blade. The agony endures much longer than the previous two times, magnified infinitely more. He can barely process anything else.

...Except for how much he loathes Yuan, of course. He speaks through harsh, ragged breaths.]

...You....filthy... [Okay, no, fuck that, it hurts too much to even finish the insult.]

[That's it; the battle's over with. Yuan could end it right here with one quick slash of his blade, but... Why bother? Mithos will be back and when he does, he'll just use his death as an incentive to hate Yuan even more. If such a thing is possible, anyway. That's why he lowers his saber, allowing it to disappear. Hopefully, he won't have a need for it again any time soon.

Next, he uses his free hand to grab Mithos' other shoulder and carefully steers him down towards the ground; it's not like the guy's legs will hold him up much longer anyway. Best to let him buckle before he actually falls. Once he's sure Mithos is down, Yuan will release him.]

[Mithos is vaguely aware of being lowered onto the ground. His eyes screw shut, as if that will make his broken wing stop hurting. His breathing is still heavy, both from the excruciating pain and his anger.

He opens one eye to shoot a half-glare up at Yuan. He didn't even manage to land a single decent blow on the traitor. How...pathetic. Weakly, he pounds his fist against the snowy ground once or twice in a show of frustration, before that requires too much effort and he stops.]

[Yuan stands back to watch for a moment, before reaching down to confiscate Mithos' sword. He won't be needing that anymore. The answer to his next question is one he can already guess, but he feels obligated to ask.]

Can you get to the Medical Center by yourself, or do you need me to drag you there?

[He hates the idea of entrusting himself to others (unknown, untrustworthy), but he knows he is in severe need of medical attention. Still...he definitely isn't going to let himself be dragged there by Yuan. Enough humiliation has been suffered for one day.]

I don't...need...your help!

[Mithos tries to get up from the ground, but it's a feeble attempt. He can barely lift his head more than a few inches before he collapses again from the pain.]

[Yuan raises an eyebrow, keeping a close eye on Mithos' struggles. If he keeps pushing himself, he may even pass out. Not that Yuan would mind; then he could take Mithos to the Medical Center without any complaints.]

Should I call someone else to carry you to the clinic?

I will...myself...

[Mithos attempts to stand again, pushing off the ground with his hands. But the movement jars his broken wing and...with one last cry of pain, he's down for the count.

Lucky you, Yuan.]

[Lucky, indeed. With Mithos out cold, Yuan is free to take the sword's sheath from him and, combined with the blade itself, place it inside his house. Then he quickly locks the door behind himself and returns to Mithos' side. Let's see... Over Yuan's shoulder he goes, then. He can't move that wing too much, but at least it's not a compound fracture.

Off to the Medical Center. If anyone asks any questions, Yuan doesn't know this kid. He just found him outside the forest. ... Yup.]