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Quatre (Accidental video)

*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.*

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Ah! What the---

[Well ok that had not been part of the plan and down he goes, instinctively trying to use Albedo to cushion his fall.]

Got yo-oof!

*He cuts off as Gaignun lands square on his chest and knocks the wind out of him.*

Ha! That's what you get for pulling me with you! Jerk. [He quickly rolled a bit so that he could stand up.] At least you're slightly better to land on then the floor.

Oh? Why don't you compare side by side?

*Now he's going to make a grab for Nigredo's ankle, trying to pull his brother's leg out from under him as he stands up.*

[And for the second time that day he goes down, not having noticed the hand going for his ankle until it was too late. Old training takes over and he twists a bit so he doesn't land on his face.]

Why you--- [He kicks at Albedo a bit, trying to get the wrist that's holding him.]

*He lets go and laughs, moving out of Nigredo's tripping range.*

Too slow, baby brother.

[There's a small puff of amused annoyance when Gaignun gets up as well.]

Perhaps I let you do that. [Or perhaps he's just waiting for Albedo's guard to go down. When you're the youngest of multiple brothers, you learn to be devious.]

Or maybe you're just trying to cover your wounded pride. By the way, Nigredo...

*He's holding up his right arm to show that it's free now.*

Like something like that could wound my pride. [He smiles a bit and crosses his arms.]

So you're free, now what are you going to do with that freedom?

I think I have to get revenge for you landing on me like that.

*Watch it Nigredo, big brother's trying for a big shove this time.*

Announcing your intentions? Tsk. [Thanks to the forewarning Gaignun was prepared for that, shifting and looking for a counter attack opportunity.]

It would be boring if it was too easy.

*He shoots out his uninjured hand, trying to grab Gaignun by the shirt. But if he misses, he'll be open.*

[And it's a miss! He's not falling for that one again. He shifts to the side, hoping to make a fast grab and immobilize]

*He notices what Nigredo's up to too slow to avoid it, but he does manage to shift his weight so that instead of being completely pinned, he can push against his black haired sibling in an attempt to shove him into the nearest thing that could trip him.*

[Fine then, you want to play that way? There's no way in hell that he's going down with out a fight, or bringing you with him. Hope you like the floor again.]

*He was expecting Nigredo to try to pull him down with him, so this time he'll be doing his best to make sure Nigredo's the one getting used as a cushion.*

[Considering the fact that Albedo thus lands on something a lot more soft then the floor, we can assume he succeeded. Gaignun may have gotten the breath knocked out him but he recovers quickly, trying to twist out from underneath his heavy older brother.]

*Quit squirming, you're making it hard to sit on you. He tries to keep his spot on top of his brother, but soon ends up having to roll off to avoid being knocked over. He is, however, going to give a parting gift of a controlled kick to the stomach.*

[That earns Albedo a slightly cranky glare and a sharp yank to the cape which Gaignun is now using to haul himself up.]

*Urk, he was using that windpipe. He's too busy trying to keep the cape from putting uncomfortable pressure on his throat to try to yank it free, and inadvertently ends up getting blood on his shirt from the cut.*

That's cheating...Nigredo.

Oh? I thought you liked it when I didn't play fair? [However he does let go of the cape once he's got a knee under himself. That kick was a tad unnecessary after all. It didn't really hurt but still...]

Ah, your hand's opened up again...

*He glances down at his hand, then at his shirt.*

Hmm, it seems I am making a mess. I suppose I'll need to be more careful if I don't want blood everywhere.

[He sighs. Well, this is what they get for acting like children.] My fault, here, I'll fix it again if you want.

[Yes Albedo he is giving you the choice for once, after all he's confident you know how to do it this time.]

Well, if it's your fault.

*He offers his hand, smirking. Really he just thinks it'd be annoying to do it with one hand and wants to get out of it now that he's secure in the knowledge that he could do it himself. But he can't resist the chance to tease his brother a bit more.*

[He's a little bit more quick and efficient this time, not having to clean out the cut again. Years of cleaning up Jr had made him quite practiced at this.]

You'll have to be more careful for the next few days unless you want to wear darker clothing for a while.

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