[ no 'trying' on his end - he wants this other with as soon as possible. the less he needs to look down at the eerie facsimile of his uncle's face, has to hear that wrapped version of his uncle's voice.
he adjusts his grip on the rebar as he approaches the doppelganger, adjusting his grip one last time as he brings his arms up, readying for the smash, and swings it down as hard as he can bring himself to do so. (he still needs to close his eyes just before the rebar connects with the screaming, howling face. hearing the crack of porcelain and the crunch of more beneath it is unsettling as is. he doesn't need to fucking see it.)
daylight comes back from the doppelganger when it's all over. the rebar has been abandoned next to it, too bent to be of use to anyone now and, honestly, it can stay next to the broken remains of the doppelganger. ]
Fuck. [ his arms are going to be sore in the morning. he pretends the shaking is from exhaustion while rubbing his wrists, wincing. ] That was... That was intense.
Are you doing alright, Kiara? [ he pushes aside his problems, for now, looking at kiara with concern. ] That was a lot to go through so, um, sorry. I think we should get a move on because that was a lot of racket.
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[ no 'trying' on his end - he wants this other with as soon as possible. the less he needs to look down at the eerie facsimile of his uncle's face, has to hear that wrapped version of his uncle's voice.
he adjusts his grip on the rebar as he approaches the doppelganger, adjusting his grip one last time as he brings his arms up, readying for the smash, and swings it down as hard as he can bring himself to do so. (he still needs to close his eyes just before the rebar connects with the screaming, howling face. hearing the crack of porcelain and the crunch of more beneath it is unsettling as is. he doesn't need to fucking see it.)
daylight comes back from the doppelganger when it's all over. the rebar has been abandoned next to it, too bent to be of use to anyone now and, honestly, it can stay next to the broken remains of the doppelganger. ]
Fuck. [ his arms are going to be sore in the morning. he pretends the shaking is from exhaustion while rubbing his wrists, wincing. ] That was... That was intense.
Are you doing alright, Kiara? [ he pushes aside his problems, for now, looking at kiara with concern. ] That was a lot to go through so, um, sorry. I think we should get a move on because that was a lot of racket.