[best not to ask dabi, a wanted villain, to describe his world of "heroes" and take it as gospel truth. he's already pegged allen as the soft type and figured planting doubt and speculation about the heroes of his world in the man's mind was a better option. not that he wasn't telling the man the truth... but that was something for allen to find out later.
alas, now he is engaging in a conflict between himself and another human, monster that dabi may well be. trying to crack into his mind and soul, trying to attempt something as foolish as to "heal" the young man from the trauma and torment of his past, is a faulty gamble. it's not allen touya wants to hear anything from.
he'll continue to slam doors in his face. not his business. not his problem. shut up, shut up. he's gone far too long to be swayed by some stranger's words of "forgiveness" or "kindness" when said stranger doesn't know a single thing about his past. even the bits he's learned now are only factual. he has no emotional connection, no memories, nothing to give his words weight in touya's mind. yes, allen's reached his soul. but only been burned for his efforts. despair? no. rage and insanity running towards revenge and death? hell yes.
blue eyes widen when the man suddenly pushes into his flames. running forward against the torrent of blue fire that's all but swallowed up everything around them. the garden is completely vaporized, the house that once stood tall and powerful now nothing more than a charred skeleton amid the azure blaze. and yet this man continues towards him, reaching his hand one inch at a time before those fingers find purchase on his own. folding between them and slotting into the grooves of his knuckles.
the only reason dabi doesn't bother drawing back or resisting further is because he still expects allen to pull him out of here. since obviously touya lacks knowledge on how to do so of his own accord. but once again, the words come and his eyes narrow at the implication behind them. to "stay mired" in here? does he even know what that would mean? bullshit. he's not giving up on this! revenge is what keeps his body going, a pure unfiltered grudge of hatred that moves this flesh that should have died only a month after waking from his three-year post-immolation coma.]
You don't fucking get it-!!
[a surge of rage and annoyance flares up all over again, but that's suddenly ripped out from under him, sending the villain mentally reeling from the displacement. everything's changing, flames pulling inward, light itself seeming to flicker and fade. a rush of cold comes with the approaching darkness, and he looks up towards the 'sky' of this world. can't see naught but darkness. eyes drop back down, noticing allen's surprise, but before he can say more--
their connection's severed and all at once, his mind snaps shut as allen's invasion is sucked out. dropping in his own consciousness once more, the monster swelling up with a roar before he falls back into the waking world.]
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alas, now he is engaging in a conflict between himself and another human, monster that dabi may well be. trying to crack into his mind and soul, trying to attempt something as foolish as to "heal" the young man from the trauma and torment of his past, is a faulty gamble. it's not allen touya wants to hear anything from.
he'll continue to slam doors in his face. not his business. not his problem. shut up, shut up. he's gone far too long to be swayed by some stranger's words of "forgiveness" or "kindness" when said stranger doesn't know a single thing about his past. even the bits he's learned now are only factual. he has no emotional connection, no memories, nothing to give his words weight in touya's mind. yes, allen's reached his soul. but only been burned for his efforts. despair? no. rage and insanity running towards revenge and death? hell yes.
blue eyes widen when the man suddenly pushes into his flames. running forward against the torrent of blue fire that's all but swallowed up everything around them. the garden is completely vaporized, the house that once stood tall and powerful now nothing more than a charred skeleton amid the azure blaze. and yet this man continues towards him, reaching his hand one inch at a time before those fingers find purchase on his own. folding between them and slotting into the grooves of his knuckles.
the only reason dabi doesn't bother drawing back or resisting further is because he still expects allen to pull him out of here. since obviously touya lacks knowledge on how to do so of his own accord. but once again, the words come and his eyes narrow at the implication behind them. to "stay mired" in here? does he even know what that would mean? bullshit. he's not giving up on this! revenge is what keeps his body going, a pure unfiltered grudge of hatred that moves this flesh that should have died only a month after waking from his three-year post-immolation coma.]
You don't fucking get it-!!
[a surge of rage and annoyance flares up all over again, but that's suddenly ripped out from under him, sending the villain mentally reeling from the displacement. everything's changing, flames pulling inward, light itself seeming to flicker and fade. a rush of cold comes with the approaching darkness, and he looks up towards the 'sky' of this world. can't see naught but darkness. eyes drop back down, noticing allen's surprise, but before he can say more--
their connection's severed and all at once, his mind snaps shut as allen's invasion is sucked out. dropping in his own consciousness once more, the monster swelling up with a roar before he falls back into the waking world.]