[With his ego bruised more than his body, the double maintains an offensive stance as they stare down one another, heat coming not just from the flames. Why the hell should he have to go back into the mirror? Why can't the "real" Yato stay there for a time and grant him some freedom to do as he pleases for a change?
The injustice of it all makes his blood burn brighter than Joshua's cloak of fire as he grinds his teeth in annoyance at those pretty words. Real versions can always afford to have the prettiest things...]
It's in my nature to destroy. Our nature. You would force me to deny who I am for the sake of others?
[Not!Yato visibly relaxes as Joshua's flames dim, deeming it safe enough to not be on such high guard. Or apparently so - his piercing eyes remain fixed on his opponent in an accusatory glare, tinged by a hint of hurt.]
[Though he can't help glancing at the book as Joshua describes its contents, interest flickering through his expression in spite of himself. He fingers the book almost tenderly at that point before squirreling it away down his jersey, freeing up his other hand to summon a second blade.]
Thanks for the tip, pal. I'll be sure to let everyone know they have you to thank for divulging that bit of information to me. Once I defeat you!
[Lunging forward, he swings with one sword, aiming for what he's guessing is Joshua's dominant arm on the right, using his other sword like a shield in preparation to block any incoming blows.]
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The injustice of it all makes his blood burn brighter than Joshua's cloak of fire as he grinds his teeth in annoyance at those pretty words. Real versions can always afford to have the prettiest things...]
It's in my nature to destroy. Our nature. You would force me to deny who I am for the sake of others?
[Not!Yato visibly relaxes as Joshua's flames dim, deeming it safe enough to not be on such high guard. Or apparently so - his piercing eyes remain fixed on his opponent in an accusatory glare, tinged by a hint of hurt.]
[Though he can't help glancing at the book as Joshua describes its contents, interest flickering through his expression in spite of himself. He fingers the book almost tenderly at that point before squirreling it away down his jersey, freeing up his other hand to summon a second blade.]
Thanks for the tip, pal. I'll be sure to let everyone know they have you to thank for divulging that bit of information to me. Once I defeat you!
[Lunging forward, he swings with one sword, aiming for what he's guessing is Joshua's dominant arm on the right, using his other sword like a shield in preparation to block any incoming blows.]