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Date: 2025-04-18 08:41 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[He doesn't get a reply.

What he does get is Alexei walking up to him some minutes later, his pace fairly calm despite looking like hell, before he swings one fist back and throws it full force towards Jacob's face.
]

That's for Abel, you fuck, and you're only lucky I found out now or I would have fucking killed you.

Date: 2025-04-19 01:12 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[He snorts, annoyed, and shakes the tingling out of his knuckles. If he wanted to do more than throw a single punch it would have been obvious from the outset.]

I'm pissed at both of you, just so you know. [Duh. He's just better at regulating and working through his anger than he used to be.]

You fucking deserved that. Fuck.

Date: 2025-04-19 01:39 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
Yeah, you were an idiot.

[Then he looks away and gives Mae a pat on the head.]

Sorry you had to see that, girl. Your master's just a fucking tool.

Date: 2025-04-19 03:29 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
Hmph. Well, done what I came here for.

[He gives her another pat, then turns on his heel as if to leave.]

Date: 2025-04-19 03:36 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
What, you expected more from me?

[He turns again but continues idly stepping backwards. He doesn't look like he finds it funny.]

Sorry to burst any bubble you had thinking I might be an unhinged dick about it. Could beat the shit out of you but it wouldn't change fuck all. And it'd just upset Abel.

Date: 2025-04-19 04:26 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
Sounds like a you problem.

[He stops walking, but folds his arms.]

And don't tempt me. Been working real hard on my fucking temper.

Date: 2025-04-19 04:32 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
Oh, don't flatter yourself.

[It's been a while now since he lashed out at someone the way he used to. When he says he's been working on his temper, he means it.]

The hell else am I supposed to want from you. Not in the mood for guessing games.

Date: 2025-04-19 06:05 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
The fuck--

[Clearly agitated, he clenches the back of his jaw as his hands briefly curl into fists again.]

The fuck are you even on about?

Date: 2025-04-19 06:49 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[What he actually means sinks in after a moment.]

I don't need you to tell me that shit. Abel already did. [Then, with his shoulders tense.] And fucking look at me when you're talking to me, Jacob. I don't need to be given a reason to be fucking pissed off right now.

Date: 2025-04-19 07:10 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
No, I won't be asking you fucking why one day, because if you can't tell me here and now then it's clearly not important enough to tell me at all.

[And honestly, he really has no idea when he's going to stop being angry.]

Keep it to yourself or don't, but that's gonna be on you. I'm not gonna beg you to tell me shit.

Date: 2025-04-19 11:08 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[He doesn't answer.

Alexei doesn't say anything at all. He stands there for a couple of seconds and breathes, then inhales slowly and holds it for a moment before gradually letting it out. Then he moves to the railing, several feet down from Jacob, and pulls a pack of cigarettes from his pocket.

Silently, he lights one, tucks the pack away, and takes the first drag. He taps a bit of ash over the side of the ship and rests his weight forwards, leaning against the railing.
]

I'm not an animal, Jacob.

[He says it quietly, level, but clearly something about what the other man said had stung.]

You fucking deserved it this time, but I'm not gonna smack you for no reason. And I heard what you said. Just making that real fucking clear right now.

Date: 2025-04-19 11:25 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[Another drag. He lets it briefly burn in his chest.]

I've read about it.

[He's been reading more than anyone might think about psychology since his own mental health started visibly circling the drain.]

I fight. Always have. Probably always will.

Date: 2025-04-19 11:30 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] reargunner
[He tilts his head a bit, then shrugs.]

I guess. I read a lot. People expect me to be stupid.

[Because he has a temper. Because he's volatile, waspish, a fighter who lashes out first when he's agitated.]

I'm not stupid.

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