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and in the mirror, all midnight eyes [closed]
Who: Issei, Shadow!Waver
Where: The streets of Prospero.
When: The Dark Hour, November 26
Summary: In which Waver's Shadow teaches us all how to do the creep.
Rating: PG-13ish?
The Dark Hour was often a dangerous time, even without the threat of doppelgangers. Shadows were dangerous in their own right, and it was never wise to go out into it alone, or at least without someone knowing that you were leaving.
Those who knew Issei Ryudo might think him a cautious and sensible sort of person, and therefore might be terribly surprised to know that he made the mistake of going out during the Dark Hour alone. They might be less surprised to know that the reason he was doing something so foolish was to look for others who might have done the same as he was.
Everyone else in the town, though, had one particular advantage over him—they were not being followed by a Shadow that wasn’t their own. Issei, on the other hand, was very much being watched by the Shadow of a certain magus, whether he was aware of it or not.
This Shadow was not patient, but he was cautious, and even though he wanted to confront his quarry now-- that bastard, that bastard who was trying to take his Rider away, who the hell did he think he was, taking the attention of his King from him? – he would wait until he was far away from anyone who could come to help him. He didn’t want Issei calling for help before he had finished crushing the fucking life out of him, after all.
For the sin of stealing Rider from him, Issei Ryudo deserved death.
And that was exactly what he was going to get.
Where: The streets of Prospero.
When: The Dark Hour, November 26
Summary: In which Waver's Shadow teaches us all how to do the creep.
Rating: PG-13ish?
The Dark Hour was often a dangerous time, even without the threat of doppelgangers. Shadows were dangerous in their own right, and it was never wise to go out into it alone, or at least without someone knowing that you were leaving.
Those who knew Issei Ryudo might think him a cautious and sensible sort of person, and therefore might be terribly surprised to know that he made the mistake of going out during the Dark Hour alone. They might be less surprised to know that the reason he was doing something so foolish was to look for others who might have done the same as he was.
Everyone else in the town, though, had one particular advantage over him—they were not being followed by a Shadow that wasn’t their own. Issei, on the other hand, was very much being watched by the Shadow of a certain magus, whether he was aware of it or not.
This Shadow was not patient, but he was cautious, and even though he wanted to confront his quarry now-- that bastard, that bastard who was trying to take his Rider away, who the hell did he think he was, taking the attention of his King from him? – he would wait until he was far away from anyone who could come to help him. He didn’t want Issei calling for help before he had finished crushing the fucking life out of him, after all.
For the sin of stealing Rider from him, Issei Ryudo deserved death.
And that was exactly what he was going to get.
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Not paranoid, though. He was unaware that anyone would have issue with him enough that their Shadow would single him out. And so he traveled further and further away from the hotel without noticing his company.
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That simply meant that the fight couldn't be fair.
He found a few Shadows lurking around in a side street nearby, and the ideas for a quick plan fell into place; if he fell behind in the physical aspect of things, then he would make up the ground by exploiting every one of Issei's weaknesses that he could.
A few scrapes to the hands and a little dirt on his clothes to make things a little more believable, a few fake tears and flushed cheeks and a pair of Maya chasing after him-- Shadows really weren't fond of being shot at, even by other Shadows-- and he was the picture of fear and panic when he ran out of the side street only a few yards away from Issei.
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Issei immediately changed course to directly towards Waver. Jikokuten loomed up behind him, shooting ice at the Maya. He didn't need to get a good look at the 'victim' before interposing himself between him and the Shadows, sword drawn in case any of them could get through the wave of ice.
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He would let Issei take care of the Maya; it wasn't as though they were particularly strong. While he was busy, it would give Waver the time he needed to prepare for a little magecraft.
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Indeed, it wouldn't take more than a Bufu here and there before Issei was turning back to Waver with concern in his eyes. "Are you all right?"
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But it worked out very well for Waver-- if Issei hadn't been such a bleeding heart, it might've been a lot more difficult to get within a few feet of him and be able to use magecraft without him noticing.
"I am now."
He was pointing at Issei's stomach with two fingers. A moment later, there was a burst of prana heading straight for him.
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"What was that for?!"
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Clearly that meant that he would have to apply more concussive shots, to more vulnerable areas. Like Issei's face.
There would be something very satisfying about caving his face in, anyway.
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Despite having essentially taken a blast to the face, Issei was more than capable of defending himself, like grabbing at his wrists and keeping those fingers from pointing at him.
"At least have the decency to explain why you're attacking me." Gritted out with blood running down his face.
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He was struggling against Issei's grip, to little avail.
"You're trying to take him from me. You're taking him from me, making him look at you and care about you and you don't deserve to have that! He's mine, he's my Servant and my King and I'll kill you before you can take him from me!"
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This Shadow - must have been Waver Velvet, then. He could see the resemblance, if barely.
"Is that what you really think? That I could be any competition for someone he was thinking of even before you arrived?"
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He yanked against Issei with all of his bodyweight.
"You're my replacement, because I'm not Rider's little Master anymore. Because I-- he-- has been cutting out pieces of me ever since he became Lord El-Melloi. Denying me! He's not going to be able to deny me forever!"
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"This isn't a conversation I need to have with you. This is a conversation you need to have with yourself. But if you like I can ask your other self about it."
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Right now, he didn't have the strength to resist-- but he wasn't going to give in. He couldn't let him go and have him go back to Rider and keep taking him away.
It was times like these that reinforcement magecraft made all the difference.
The wrists in Issei's hands were suddenly resisting that twist with a lot more force than they'd been able to exert before.
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Okay, so the wrists weren't doing much. What about a punch in the face?
See, magi couldn't reinforce everything all at once...
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Arm injury, successful. Magi were a pain to deal with.
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Another prana blast, this time aimed at the knees.
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Enjoy that ice right in your face while he dealt with being knocked down.
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Unfortunately for Issei, ice was not Waver's weakness, though it did distract him for a few moments. This whole situation was not quite going as he had planned it.
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