[ sometimes you just know your disadvantage and will not be taking any chances!
as gu yun rights himself, properly, he reaches up wipe blood off of his face - he can feel it, on his clothes, on his hands. logically, gu yun knows what just happened - that he just killed someone, thirteen years old - but no part of him feels remorse for it.
he wonders if the old bastard is watching, as he turns, again. gu yun can feel the vibrations of footsteps - like the other person is running. terrified. why's he running? what's the point?
the banging continues - he can't hear it, but he can feel it. gu yun flexes his fingers around the pipe's base and follows it to its source, feels for the wind as he pieces it together - the other person is... ]
... What are you doing? [ he says. his voice is a little too loud, at first - he has to force himself, trying to push it back down, trying to make himself normal. it's normal. it's normal. he's fine.
he won't be able to hear a response, so it's not like it matters.
[ you're perfect. it's fine he's a wuss who can't fight
unlike gu yun!
he can feel li feng turn towards him more than he can hear him. gu yun cocks his head, trying to make out the words. ]
You're in the way.
[ because he can't tell what he's saying, and he thinks - maybe this other coward is just blocking the way out. gu yun has to survive. he has to survive. he takes another step forward. ]
Get out of the way. [ and tightens his grip on the pipe, lifting it. either survive, or find a place to hang yourself. ]
[Thanks, Gu Yun. Unfortunately, there's nowhere to go, as Li Feng plasters his back against the door, watching his impending doom with terrified eyes.]
he lifts the pipe, and - if it's any mercy, his strike is as clean as a swordsmans. he puts all of his effort into slamming the pipe into the place where this approximate person's head is. i don't want to prolong this anymore i'm not making you play blind and also deaf charades LET'S JUST BEAT HIM TO DEATH ]
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as gu yun rights himself, properly, he reaches up wipe blood off of his face - he can feel it, on his clothes, on his hands. logically, gu yun knows what just happened - that he just killed someone, thirteen years old - but no part of him feels remorse for it.
he wonders if the old bastard is watching, as he turns, again. gu yun can feel the vibrations of footsteps - like the other person is running. terrified. why's he running? what's the point?
the banging continues - he can't hear it, but he can feel it. gu yun flexes his fingers around the pipe's base and follows it to its source, feels for the wind as he pieces it together - the other person is... ]
... What are you doing? [ he says. his voice is a little too loud, at first - he has to force himself, trying to push it back down, trying to make himself normal. it's normal. it's normal. he's fine.
he won't be able to hear a response, so it's not like it matters.
but shouldn't he fight back? ]
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Realizing that he's not getting out, Li Feng turns away from the door to face Gu Yun.]
We don't have to do this. We don't have to fight.
[Li Feng says, even though he's wrong. It sure is mandatory right now! Not that Gu Yun will hear it either way.]
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unlike gu yun!
he can feel li feng turn towards him more than he can hear him. gu yun cocks his head, trying to make out the words. ]
You're in the way.
[ because he can't tell what he's saying, and he thinks - maybe this other coward is just blocking the way out. gu yun has to survive. he has to survive. he takes another step forward. ]
Get out of the way. [ and tightens his grip on the pipe, lifting it. either survive, or find a place to hang yourself. ]
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okay!
he lifts the pipe, and - if it's any mercy, his strike is as clean as a swordsmans. he puts all of his effort into slamming the pipe into the place where this approximate person's head is. i don't want to prolong this anymore i'm not making you play blind and also deaf charades LET'S JUST BEAT HIM TO DEATH ]
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Gu Yun sure beats Li Feng to death! Bash! That! Head! In!
But once he succeeds in doing so... he'll find himself elsewhere.]