bloody_irony (bloody_irony) wrote in marvel_nextgen,
@ 2013-02-11 19:43:00

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just a quick visit home
It'd been awhile since Dmitri had visited his family at the mansion, but he always felt at home there. He was already walking around in his underwear, raiding the fridge, and not caring who saw. Though, he was keeping his eye on the time. Vlad should have been up by then, because they were supposed to do some brotherly bonding in half an hour.

Until then, Cinnamon Toast Crunch.

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bloody_irony
2013-02-17 07:23 pm UTC (link)

Dmitri landed on the exact position he'd knocked Vlad from. The remaining darts liquified and combined to form a gauntlet with studs on the knuckles. Yeah, he was enjoying this-

Damn. His brother had a pillar. Dmitri's expression sunk a little, because he knew he was going to feel that one through the armor. "I need something to make up for the lack of super strength, you know!"

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	under_the_skin 2013-02-17 07:41 pm UTC (link)
	"No whining! You got powers first so I've got a few years and lost fights when I wasn't twice your size to make up for!" But the first hit isn't at Dmitri himself, it's right beside him and aimed at what he's standing on. Vlad's hoping the impact with kick up enough rubble and destabilize things to throw his brother off the high ground. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bloody_irony 2013-02-17 07:57 pm UTC (link)
	"Now who's whining?" Dmitri got out, before being toppled off of what he was perched on top of. He was falling down, and that surely what Vlad was hoping for; a nice clean mid-fall strike. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	under_the_skin 2013-02-17 08:03 pm UTC (link)
	Indeed it was. The pillar next comes down on top of Dmitri aiming to bat him straight to the ground. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

bloody_irony
2013-02-17 08:09 pm UTC (link)

What were they talking about again? Dmitri was disoriented, at the very least. His body was lying in the middle of a crater in the ground, and a large cloud of dust enveloped him. Damn, it really had been a long time since that happened to him. He just needed a moment lie there and let the dust cloud cover him.

And while he did that, he did remember where his brother was standing. A net of blood iron, big enough to wrap around Vlad's head, shot out of the dust cloud. It was actually going straight for the younger Rasputin's head, just to give Dmitri a little extra control in this battle. If it connected, it would wrap around Vlad's head and lock together, giving Dmitri something to yank around.

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under_the_skin
2013-02-17 08:13 pm UTC (link)

Vlad had paused in his assault to wait until the dust cleared a little to see the results of his last attack. But as he does so the iron net shoots out of it and straight at his head. It gets very close to latching on, in fact it pretty much does, but it's only a last minute reflex that Vlad manages to get a hold of part of it to work on yanking that thing off his face. If Dmitri was buying time, it was certainly working.

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bloody_irony
2013-02-17 08:24 pm UTC (link)

What's more, as the dust is clearing, it does look like Dmitri is still there. But he wasn't-- he left his outer armor there as a decoy and hoped his brother would fall for it. Dmitri had tried making his way behind Vlad, using rubble and debris and stealth training to keep out of Vlad's sight.

And while he did that, his little net (which he'd formed out of his previous gauntlet), was just trying to latch onto whatever body part it could. Since Vlad had grabbed it with his hand, it was trying to cover his entire hand and lock in place.

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under_the_skin
2013-02-17 08:43 pm UTC (link)

Vlad frowned, both at the outer armour lying in the crater and at the net trying to lock his hand. He knew his brother's healing rate, there was no reason for him to still be lying there so...he must be somewhere else. Vlad lets he net lock one hand then brings down the other in a fist to smash the next once it hardens.

He looks around, knowing Dmitri was somewhere but still keeping the armour within his sight lest his brother try something with that.

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bloody_irony
2013-02-17 08:51 pm UTC (link)

Vlad was unarmed; good. And he was focused on that net, which was even better. Dmitri sprang out from behind, with his arms and legs spread to wrap around his brother in a full-body grapple.

"Gotcha, little man!" he exclaimed, which seemed to be the magic word for his outer-armor shell that liquified and came at both Dmitri and Vlad. The attempt? To wrap them both together in blood iron binding so Vlad couldn't do anything. It'd effectively end the fight in a draw, hopefully.

But Dmitri knew Vlad could have a trick or two still up his sleeve.

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under_the_skin
2013-02-17 08:59 pm UTC (link)

When caught in the grapple Vlad nearly laughed. Ah, the days when grappling and wrestling worked on him, back when he'd been a small scrawny little kid with no powers. But as it was, he didn't have time to laugh. While a full body grapple wouldn't do anything on its own, the liquefied shell coming at them would.

Thankful of superstrength, Vlad pushes his arms out to break the grapple and makes his move. A grab to one of his brother's arms and to throw him over his shoulder and at the iron coming their way instead. Better to give his brother back the armour than get caught in it himself.

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bloody_irony
2013-02-17 09:03 pm UTC (link)

Vlad was too strong for Dmitri to hold that grapple. Probably should have kept his mouth shut, but that was the way it went. Vlad tossed Dmitri at his own liquified armor shell, and he accepted that. The shell reformed around his body, and Dmitri landed on his feet.

He stood upright, and he was back to facing his brother with a full body of armor on.

"Well, this is familiar."

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	under_the_skin 2013-02-17 09:38 pm UTC (link)
	Vlad looked around at the scene. What could once be called a temple was ruins now. Broken pillar on the ground, structures smashed by his flying blocks, rubble, half-broken stones, and clouds of dust passing through... "Yeah, just add in a little collateral damage." He relaxes from the fighting stance a tad. "From the top or we calling it here?" (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bloody_irony 2013-02-17 09:52 pm UTC (link)
	"Let's just call it there. I'm actually pretty hungry right now." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	under_the_skin 2013-02-17 09:54 pm UTC (link)
	"Man, so am I." Despite having just had breakfast. What? It was small and they'd worked it off already. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bloody_irony 2013-02-17 09:56 pm UTC (link)
	"Yeah, let's go grab something to eat. I'm sure a few other people are up now, too. Maybe they've already started cooking something." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	under_the_skin 2013-02-17 09:58 pm UTC (link)
	"Good idea, and everyone knows to make extra if you're cooking around here. Let's head out." Clearly the idea that they should put on some clothes and try not to look like they stepped out of a crazy warzone hadn't occurred to them. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	bloody_irony 2013-02-17 10:05 pm UTC (link)
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