Okay, punching someone who just stabbed your best friend is a totally logical response. Victor knows this even without computer parts in his hardwiring. But somehow when the person your best friend punches is your mom, that's where Victor's motherboard functions go a little haywire.
"What the FUCK-" He turns on Nathan and shoves the other boy hard against- well, where a wall should have been. Everything is getting pretty blurred and the motion he just made sends a huge jolt of pain from the stab wound.
Victor doubles forward, clutching at the knife (do not pull it out, you will bleed out in a second, oh fuck did she get you in the fucking heart).
"Ow, ow, ow," he hisses, none too impressively, though his image is the last thing he's worried about at the moment.
Marinella closes the distance between herself and her son again a second time. Now that Nathan's struck her, her face seems even more off balance, like a mask that's being worn slightly skewed. The force of Nathan;s punch split the woman's lip, but just like with Victor there's no blood, but a funny glean of metal underneath the broken skin. Victor has this point only halfway noticed before Marianella takes the knife hilt and twists.
Somewhere between Victor's screaming hopefully Nathan picks up on the discreet message of SAVE ME RIGHT THE FUCK NOW SORRY I PUSHED YOU BUT HELP ME.
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"What the FUCK-" He turns on Nathan and shoves the other boy hard against- well, where a wall should have been. Everything is getting pretty blurred and the motion he just made sends a huge jolt of pain from the stab wound.
Victor doubles forward, clutching at the knife (do not pull it out, you will bleed out in a second, oh fuck did she get you in the fucking heart).
"Ow, ow, ow," he hisses, none too impressively, though his image is the last thing he's worried about at the moment.
Marinella closes the distance between herself and her son again a second time. Now that Nathan's struck her, her face seems even more off balance, like a mask that's being worn slightly skewed. The force of Nathan;s punch split the woman's lip, but just like with Victor there's no blood, but a funny glean of metal underneath the broken skin. Victor has this point only halfway noticed before Marianella takes the knife hilt and twists.
Somewhere between Victor's screaming hopefully Nathan picks up on the discreet message of SAVE ME RIGHT THE FUCK NOW SORRY I PUSHED YOU BUT HELP ME.