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Being a degenerate is okay these days
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((GMing in this post approved by Yugikun))

There was a certain way that things were supposed to go in any given situation. The fact that circumstances so often didn't have to courtesy to go the way they were supposed to was one of Jae's longest-standing pet peeves. Obviously, this whole SOTF mess was the biggest example of the right order of things going right out the window, but even here, there should be a kind of logic.

Jae wanted out of the room. Alvaro was in his way. Jae told him to move and gave him a nudge with the baton. Logically, Alvaro should have moved out of the way and let him be.

Instead, Alvaro went fucking berserk.

Pain exploded in Jae's knee and he staggered to the side as his right leg buckled under the force of Alvaro's kick. "The fuck-" was all he managed to get out before Alvaro moved towards him, face terrifyingly blank, like he was in a trance. Instinctively, Jae lashed out at him with the baton, striking a glancing blow across Alvaro's temple. It didn't do much to stop his momentum and in the next moment Jae found himself thrown to the floor among the wreckage of the furniture as Alvaro tackled him head-on.

Stars exploded in Jae's vision as his head cracked against the floor and the breath was driven out of his lungs and holy fuck holy shit what the fuck was happening-

Alvaro was hitting him, relatively weak blows but he couldn't breathe and he tried to raise the baton again but it had flown out of his hand and was spinning on the floor out of reach and Alvaro saw and dove for it at the same time. The weight lifting from his body allowed Jae a moment to draw air back in but he couldn't move fast enough, his head hurt and everything hurt and what the fuck Alvaro-

Jae saw the blow coming and just barely had time to raise his arm to shield his face and just barely enough breath to scream as his fingers broke and the blows wouldn't stop and Alvaro was trying to fucking kill him oh god oh god oh god-

Jae tried to scramble away or to curl up to further shield himself but his leg felt numb and wasn't responding the right way and he might have been crying and Alvaro was-

Alvaro was-

There was a split second where their eyes met and everything stopped and he almost thought he saw realization spark in Alvaro's gaze.

He didn't wait to see if it would take.

Jae pulled his working leg back and kicked out as hard as he could, catching Alvaro in the stomach as he loomed over him and sending him sprawling.
"Art enriches the community, Steve, no less than a pulsing fire hose, or a fireman beating down a blazing door. So what if we're drawing a nude man? So what if all we ever draw is a nude man, or the same nude man over and over in all sorts of provocative positions? Context, not content! Process, not subject! Don't be so gauche, Steve, it's beneath you."
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