OOM: Fight

[latino_menace]

It's been coming since the day they met and Ramon knows it. Right now, he can't think what took him so long. Because Sands needs to be taught a lesson, he's needed it for ages and it can't be put off any longer. There's only so long he can play nice.

Ramon exits the bar in a hurry, dragging Sands after him. It's dark enough and anyway, he's beyond caring if anyone sees. The thought that he shouldn't be doing this is drowned under waves of long-supressed anger, ignored to be dealt with later.

He lets him go eventually, when they're near the lake bank, a hard shove pushing him away. Then he spreads his arms wide and his face twists into a snarl.

'Come on then. You've been pushing for this, come and get it if you've got the guts.'

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[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I know."

Gorlim shoves the gun into his pocket.

"I wasn't expecting thanks. I would, however, like a somewhat more detailed explanation." If only to pass the time before he'll trust Sands to have decided it's a good idea to make himself scarce and let Ramon go back inside, too, without risking a war.

[latino_menace]

He shrugs.

'The guy was blind. He lost hs eyes on hie world because he pissed off a cartel boss. So the first time I talk to him, he pulls a gun on me. Random likes him though, so I didn't kill him. I ever got his eyes back for him. But is he grateful? Hell no. He takes every opportunity to wind me up and he asked for what happened tonight, so he deserved it.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I believe he deserved it," Gorlim says, glancing towards the bar, "but why does he do... whatever he's doing to piss you off?" This is clearly a relationship he's missed out on.

[latino_menace]

Ramon thinks about it, then answers honestly.

'I have no fucking clue. But I wish he'd stop it. I can't kill him until he pays me back for the favour, and dealing with him like this is geting really old.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I can see how it just might," Gorlim says, hooking his thumbs in his pockets. "Has Random got anything to say about him?"

[latino_menace]

'Random likes him. If he didn't, I wouldn't have helped him out.'

He'd paid for Nita to fix the man's eyes.

'And - predictably - he told me to stay out of trouble with him. But he tells him not to be an asshole to me too, though the guy doesn't listen.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim kicks at the grass.

"I've got plenty of people I don't like, but this just doesn't make SENSE," he growls. "It's just stupid that the only obvious solution is to have Random knock both of your heads together like children."

[latino_menace]

Ramon shoots him an exasperated look.

'Hey look, I don't like it either. But if he keeps getting in my face, what am I supposed to do? I just told you earlier on that I can't stand people pushing without doing something.'

Really, his restraint has been pretty remarkable up until now.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I'm not blaming you. I'd smack the guy around, too. It's just bloody stupid that in a place as big as this, two people can't just leave each other alone."

He's not happy about it. Clearly.

[latino_menace]

He continues to stare at him.

'I haven't willingly sought his company...ever, I think. Maybe once. I'd be perfectly happy to leave him alone but he keeps coming after me.'

He sounds exasperated but it's only half true. After all, this way he gets to beat him around.

'He'll be sorry for it eventually. After he's paid.'

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

"I don't doubt that."

Gorlim takes a deep breath. He might just have to go have a chat with that guy.

Or send a certain someone he's acquainted with to do it.

Someone who looks very much like him...

The thought briefly crosses his mind that Ruin might indeed prove useful in the end. The Narrative removes the Dark Lord chuckle.

"We should go back now probably," he mutters.

[latino_menace]

'Yeah, I guess so.'

He suddenly thinks that he'd like to drink more. Just sit on his own and drink until this whole evening has disappeared. But he'll probably go home instead.

And if he knew what Gorlim were thinking? He'd love it. He'd laugh. Alot.

[gorlim.livejournal.com]

Gorlim wordlessly turns towards the bar and starts walking.

He could use a drink or six too.

[latino_menace]

Ramon follows in silence, still fingering the knife in his pocket with a bleeding hand.

Sands'll keep. For a while.