SCENE: Never piss off a Superclone ((Locked to E!BB and Kon's Clone))

[wright_idea]

He has a bad feeling he can't shake but he's come here anyway.

The note was slipped under his door: "Phoenix -- Meet me in the Nexus at 12:00 A.M. I have something that worked against Match and the clones from the Agenda before; it might work again. Kon." He thought it was odd that Kon would request such a late hour, but if he had something that would be useful, it wouldn't hurt to have it as a backup plan.

But he's still nervous. With clones running around, there's no way to tell one person from another. It HAD Kon's handwriting, but chances are the handwriting between the clone and Kon himself were identical. On the other hand, it used his first name, which the clone hadn't. But the clone KNEW it was irregular to call him "Wright" now...

He has to take this chance anyway. And, well, if it was a trap, he had a little secret weapon courtesy of Eiko. He hopes he doesn't have to use it.

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[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

"Changeling!"

Damnit, he's getting wasted, and here Phoenix is, and he can't do a thing about it!

...wait. DUH.

Phoenix thwaps his forehead. Stupid stupid Phoenix. He drags the flashlight out of his pocket and aims it RIGHT at Kon's clone, flicking it on. He just hopes this works.

[kit-of-steel.livejournal.com]

"Well, I told th...THE FUCK!" He yelped when he crashed into the ground the light dulling his senses.

"...So the bitch gave you that." He groaned as he rolled onto his hands and knees, his eyes briefly glowed under the red light, but dimmed, unable to summon head vision.

[bishie-beastboy.livejournal.com]

*Changeling shakes his head and pulls himself up onto his feet. My, those are some nicely burnt arms quickly disappearing under a covering of dragon scales. He circles around to the side of the clone and draws more knives.*

If you don't leave right the fuck now I'll gut you like a squealing pig. And if you come near Phoenix again, I'll do so much fucking worse.

*He really, really sounds like he means that.*

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix manages to push himself up, keeping the light of the flashlight on the clone as he does. The blood from his nose is liberally covering the area around his mouth at this point, but he ignores it in favor of making sure the clone can't do any more harm.

His stomach turns a bit hearing Changeling's threats. However, he's aware of Changeling's modus operandi, so it's hardly surprising. And anyway, this guy just saved his life. Hardly a time to be judging.

He trains the light on the clone, going over to pick up the items that fell out of his pockets.

[kit-of-steel.livejournal.com]

He snarled at the two as he pulled himself up to his feet. The clone swayed - breathless from the impact. He crouched slightly, hands raised, as though he was considering the idea of lunging at Changeling.

He instead step back, and quickly turn to run, his face red from rage and humiliation, next time he thought... next time.

[bishie-beastboy.livejournal.com]

*Changeling watches him go before sheathing his knives with a sigh. Damn, his arms hurt. He'd better not drop the dragon scales until he was away from Phoenix.

... Oh, right. Phoenix. He glances at the other man guardedly.*

Are you alright? Your face is covered in blood.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix blinks. Even though he knows, he still brings his hand to his face and pulls it away. Eyurrgh, that's bad.


"I'll... I'll be all right. Nose might be broken, but all things considered it could've been a lot worse. What about you? It looked like he got you really hard..."

He looks embarrassed. "I probably should've pulled that out sooner. Sorry."

[bishie-beastboy.livejournal.com]

Hmn? Oh, I'll be just fine. I've had worse. *Not by much, but he's not going to say that.*

It might've helped, but you were pretty shaken up. And it's not like you're used to combat *he goes to fold his arms across his chest then thinks better of it with a slight wince.*

As long as you're alright, I suppose I'll be leaving.

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

"W...wait."

Phoenix holds an arm out to stop him. "Changeling... thank you. If you hadn't been there to stop him, I'm not sure I'd still be here right now. I'm sorry you had to bail me out of something I should've realized was a trap..."

He bites his lip. He tastes the blood, but doesn't seem to react. "Um... and I'm sorry if I wasn't sensitive to your situation a while ago," he adds.

[bishie-beastboy.livejournal.com]

*Changeling stares at Phoenix for a moment.* So you're here because he, what, he tricked you? Phoenix, you should be more careful! Honestly, when you're investigating this sort of thing, you shouldn't wander around alone.

Hmn. Whatever, it's fine *or he just doesn't want to talk about it.*

[wright-idea.livejournal.com]

Phoenix looks sheepish. "I know. I guess I lulled myself into a false sense of security knowing I had the red sun flashlight. I won't be doing this again, believe me," he says.

He sighs at Changeling's response. "I... guess you're not going to let me off that easy. It's okay, I suppose. You don't have to. But I'm making an earnest effort to try and understand them better as people, and I have you to thank for forcing me to reassess things. Even if you don't want to talk to me about it, I just wanted you to know that."

He looks away, a bit. "I guess I'd better get going myself. Need someone to look at this busted nose of mine..."

[bishie-beastboy.livejournal.com]

*Changeling's expression softens a bit* Good. And good. That's... really all I wanted to achieve, honestly.

Take care getting back. *He makes a face* Hmn, my boyfriend is going to be annoyed at having to patch me up again but I'd better just get back and get it over with.

*He gets out his PINpoint and disappears.*