[dabi merely settles back against the tree, arms resting behind his head in an easy crux. the ire bared in maul's teeth beside him tells him more than those words do. so much for that burgeoning "respect". someone who gives up after holding on for so long... what a pathetic ending.]
So ya let this place change you, huh. [at the same time, considering death doesn't stick in trench, and assumedly the one before, "revenge" of the fatal nature was pointless here. he'll have to give maul that.] Good thing ya won't take any of that shit with ya when you go home.
[maul'll be back on track with his revenge and none of these "feelings" bullshit will have pushed him off course. after all the man's said, dabi rather wanted him to get his paybacks. life's more satisfying that way for people like them. thing is, most all emotions are always a hobbling weakness. best discard them if possible; the lucky ones have the decision made for them.
blue eyes slide to the corners of his eyelids. oh? maul's looking at him closely and the villain eyes him with a flicker of amusement but also guard. people who talk feelings and caring tend to get... stupid when it comes to this. protesting, protection, sticking their nose in business that isn't theirs out of some moral high ground, etc.]
Aa. I spent years thinking of how best I could ruin him in the worst way possible. Killin him wasn't good enough. [dabi sits up off the tree, bringing his hands out to gesture with his words.] I realized, I'd have to take away everythin he ever held dear to him, destroy his reputation, his legacy, his name, his ambitions. [a fist curls, eyes widening in delight over his thoughts.] That prized puppet masterpiece he created is the pinnacle of his dreams and ambitions. Everythin he couldn't do, he placed upon my little brother's shoulders. [one arm casts to the side in a dramatic presentation.] Won't it be amazin to see the look on his face when he watches the one thing he ever gave a shit about breakin apart into ashes in the arms of the failed experiment that he rejected as nothing? I'll burn it all to the ground! Until that thing's got nothing left to live for! His friends, his family, his colleagues, that damn society that still sees him as a fuckin hero-! I'll tear everythin out of him with my own hands!
[killing his own brother? of course he'd do that. he'd almost killed his other brother before, when the villain he sent to take out endeavor instead targeted natsuo as a shield and threat for the great hero. damn shame he hadn't succeeded. they didn't mean anything to him. his mother, his sister, his brothers, all relegated to little more than venues to torture and torment his father. dabi no longer cared about their lives, only whether they'd hurt endeavor more though their life or death. the same went for the man's fellow heroes and even those kids he took on as interns. every connection endeavor made, dabi intended to destroy all of them. everything he looked on with pride and considered precious, he'll take from him.
and anyone who got in his way would end up on the same pyre, one more life sacrificed to endeavor's burning flames. another bright future burned up in the mad dash towards hell itself.]
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So ya let this place change you, huh. [at the same time, considering death doesn't stick in trench, and assumedly the one before, "revenge" of the fatal nature was pointless here. he'll have to give maul that.] Good thing ya won't take any of that shit with ya when you go home.
[maul'll be back on track with his revenge and none of these "feelings" bullshit will have pushed him off course. after all the man's said, dabi rather wanted him to get his paybacks. life's more satisfying that way for people like them. thing is, most all emotions are always a hobbling weakness. best discard them if possible; the lucky ones have the decision made for them.
blue eyes slide to the corners of his eyelids. oh? maul's looking at him closely and the villain eyes him with a flicker of amusement but also guard. people who talk feelings and caring tend to get... stupid when it comes to this. protesting, protection, sticking their nose in business that isn't theirs out of some moral high ground, etc.]
Aa. I spent years thinking of how best I could ruin him in the worst way possible. Killin him wasn't good enough. [dabi sits up off the tree, bringing his hands out to gesture with his words.] I realized, I'd have to take away everythin he ever held dear to him, destroy his reputation, his legacy, his name, his ambitions. [a fist curls, eyes widening in delight over his thoughts.] That prized puppet masterpiece he created is the pinnacle of his dreams and ambitions. Everythin he couldn't do, he placed upon my little brother's shoulders. [one arm casts to the side in a dramatic presentation.] Won't it be amazin to see the look on his face when he watches the one thing he ever gave a shit about breakin apart into ashes in the arms of the failed experiment that he rejected as nothing? I'll burn it all to the ground! Until that thing's got nothing left to live for! His friends, his family, his colleagues, that damn society that still sees him as a fuckin hero-! I'll tear everythin out of him with my own hands!
[killing his own brother? of course he'd do that. he'd almost killed his other brother before, when the villain he sent to take out endeavor instead targeted natsuo as a shield and threat for the great hero. damn shame he hadn't succeeded. they didn't mean anything to him. his mother, his sister, his brothers, all relegated to little more than venues to torture and torment his father. dabi no longer cared about their lives, only whether they'd hurt endeavor more though their life or death. the same went for the man's fellow heroes and even those kids he took on as interns. every connection endeavor made, dabi intended to destroy all of them. everything he looked on with pride and considered precious, he'll take from him.
and anyone who got in his way would end up on the same pyre, one more life sacrificed to endeavor's burning flames. another bright future burned up in the mad dash towards hell itself.]