Quatre (Accidental video)

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*Albedo's phone is lying discarded on a side table in Albedo's apartment room, recording him sitting with a length of cloth bandage within arm's reach, a knife in his left hand and his right hand unusually bare. He curls his fingers briefly, pressing the tips of his long, pointed nails into the red 667 tattoo on the middle of his palm before opening his hand again and slashing the knife across the number. Instead of reacting in pain, he closes his eyes and lets out a pleased moan.*

Ahhh...that ought to do it. How frail this body is, though, that even this much is the limit of what I can safely inflict.

*The video ends as he reaches for the bandages and starts wrapping his hand, although he clearly has no practice in such things.*

Comments

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

...If that's the game you want to play. But whatever you're keeping to yourself, you'd best not let it get to you like that in the middle of something important. Rubedo would throw a fit if you got yourself injured.

*The 'and so would I' stays silent.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

You just surprised me, that's all. [He gives Albedo a mock hurt look] I know well enough how to keep my head together in the middle of a dangerous situation. I haven't gone that soft.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Oh? Know that for sure, do you? Don't tell me you've been getting into fights without me, little brother.

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

Here and there. It wasn't until I was older that I assumed full control of the Foundation. Once I did though, I traded my gun for a business degree. I don't know which battle field is more nerve wracking sometimes.

[He laughs a little, regaining his good mood from earlier.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you simply need to stand on both in a smaller timeframe to find out.

*Yes, he is determined to see you fight, Nigredo.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

Well it's not as if I had the opportunity to go anywhere, guns blazing like Jr. I had an image to keep up after all. [He is getting suspicious. What are you after Albedo?]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Ahh, but here, the ordinary masses are unaware of everything that goes on when things truly get interesting.

*Just proof that you haven't gone soft, Nigredo.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

Yes the shadows. Fascinating creatures I have to admit. Just don't get shadow gunk in your cut, I don't know what that stuff'll do.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

I had figured that part out on my own, thank you. Save your mothering for Rubedo.

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

Not like he listens to me half the time, you're a bit of a captive audience right now. [To emphasize his point he holds up Albedo's hand, which he still has a grip around the wrist of.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Trying to make me regret being so patient as to not reclaim my arm sooner?

*He's going to give a yank at that grip. Not as hard as he could-he doesn't really want Nigredo to let go-but enough to jostle his brother's hand.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

To be frank, I'm surprised you held still that long. [Oh he's going to keep a hold, mainly to annoy Albedo. He even gives it a yank back his way.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

I was simply trying to spare your feelings after you were actually useful for once.

*Oh, it's on. He's giving a harder yank toward himself.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

[Yanking back.] Oh no need to worry about my feelings, I'm not that sensitive.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Then I suppose there's on reason to put up with this anymore.

*Yanking and adding a bit of a twist, just to give Nigredo trouble holding on.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

[He tightens his grip] For 'putting up with it' you certainly aren't trying too hard to get away.

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

I'm just trying to avoid letting you hurt yourself trying to keep your grip. You are out of practice, after all.

*Twisting again and trying to grab Nigredo's fingers, though he is subtly being careful not to let his nails dig into his brother's skin.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

Hurt myself? You really have to stop underestimating me. [He moves his grip down Albedo's arm to get out of reach of those finger nails]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

Then I suppose I should stop going easy on you.

*He grabs Nigredo's wrist with his free hand and squeezes, again being careful of the nails but trying to catch the right spot to force his brother's grip to loosen.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

[That...maybe some mild cursing coming from him right now as he uses his free hand to try and dislodge Albedo's grip on his wrist.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

What's the matter, Nigredo~? Having a bit of trouble keeping your grip?

*He's not going to risk letting Nigredo grab his other wrist, so he lets go and jerks his hand around to try to grab his brother's free arm instead.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

Not at all. [Oh no you don't Albedo, you aren't getting him that easily! He may not be as strong as you but he's a little bit more adept at avoiding getting grabbed.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

You seemed to be getting pretty desperate to me.

*Now that that's dealt with, he'll be trying to pry Nigredo's fingers off his wrist.*

[namedforcat.livejournal.com]

[That's going to be kind of hard considering he's going to try and use his other hand to shoo away what's prying at him.]

[fractured-white.livejournal.com]

*He's going to reply by swatting at the offending hand.*