[not that dabi's one to talk, considering his charred appearance. though the flippancy probably denotes that he's getting less involved in the topic of one man's revenge against his own. it's not that he doesn't get it. in his own way, maul is attempting to encourage dabi away from his vendetta. questioning him, showing his own life as a lesson and warning, subtly suggesting there's more to his life than revenge. but dabi's simply not interested. as far as trench is concerned, this conversation is purely hypothetical. endeavor's not here, there's no revenge in this place the burned villain can take. and even if he surrendered it here in trench, what purpose would it serve? he'd simply return home with no recollection.]
A Force-user?
[first time he's heard that phrase used. dabi eyes maul curiously. sarcastically that would sound like "drug user" or something of the like. so he's assuming this "force" is something to wield or take. like a weapon or a pill respectively. granted, perhaps maul's right in that all life serves a purpose. just that purpose could be considered pointless in a human view. what point is there in a person's life to die before being born, for example? to create sorrow? sick purpose... anyways, dabi would have to go further into detail about his past for maul to understand and he's not ready to do that right now.]
It's somethin like that. Yeah.
[with the zabrak laying out his life a little, dabi picks out the similarities. he'd been on both sides of the spectrum, the favored and the rejected. it gives him a two-fold feeling about it. on the one hand, maul could relate to his story more than others. on the other, it'd merely be another venue for the man to try and change dabi's mind. not an argument he'd prefer to keep having with him. perhaps later. another time and place. mother talzin and enji todoroki had similarities...
dabi's more interested in the answer about maul's legs. he goes for another piece of jerky and drops his wrist over his knee, leaving the bag to dangle for now as his eyes linger on the other man's waist and thigh.]
In half? [okay, it's not like he hasn't seen severe wounds in his life, but generally speaking, "in half" injuries are not something a person survives. even in his world with its superpower quirks and advanced biological sciences. it takes dabi a few seconds to realize he's not looking at some technological "belt" around maul's waist, but instead the beginnings of an entire lower-body prosthetic.] Holy shit.
[maul's a machine from the waist down! so to speak.]
Legs and everythin. You stubborn bastard... [okay, he'll admit he's impressed maul pulled that off.] Sucks about your dick and ass though. How much of ya guts survived?
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[not that dabi's one to talk, considering his charred appearance. though the flippancy probably denotes that he's getting less involved in the topic of one man's revenge against his own. it's not that he doesn't get it. in his own way, maul is attempting to encourage dabi away from his vendetta. questioning him, showing his own life as a lesson and warning, subtly suggesting there's more to his life than revenge. but dabi's simply not interested. as far as trench is concerned, this conversation is purely hypothetical. endeavor's not here, there's no revenge in this place the burned villain can take. and even if he surrendered it here in trench, what purpose would it serve? he'd simply return home with no recollection.]
A Force-user?
[first time he's heard that phrase used. dabi eyes maul curiously. sarcastically that would sound like "drug user" or something of the like. so he's assuming this "force" is something to wield or take. like a weapon or a pill respectively. granted, perhaps maul's right in that all life serves a purpose. just that purpose could be considered pointless in a human view. what point is there in a person's life to die before being born, for example? to create sorrow? sick purpose... anyways, dabi would have to go further into detail about his past for maul to understand and he's not ready to do that right now.]
It's somethin like that. Yeah.
[with the zabrak laying out his life a little, dabi picks out the similarities. he'd been on both sides of the spectrum, the favored and the rejected. it gives him a two-fold feeling about it. on the one hand, maul could relate to his story more than others. on the other, it'd merely be another venue for the man to try and change dabi's mind. not an argument he'd prefer to keep having with him. perhaps later. another time and place. mother talzin and enji todoroki had similarities...
dabi's more interested in the answer about maul's legs. he goes for another piece of jerky and drops his wrist over his knee, leaving the bag to dangle for now as his eyes linger on the other man's waist and thigh.]
In half? [okay, it's not like he hasn't seen severe wounds in his life, but generally speaking, "in half" injuries are not something a person survives. even in his world with its superpower quirks and advanced biological sciences. it takes dabi a few seconds to realize he's not looking at some technological "belt" around maul's waist, but instead the beginnings of an entire lower-body prosthetic.] Holy shit.
[maul's a machine from the waist down! so to speak.]
Legs and everythin. You stubborn bastard... [okay, he'll admit he's impressed maul pulled that off.] Sucks about your dick and ass though. How much of ya guts survived?
[hey, no one say dabi wasn't a rude bastard.]