Equius' breath hissed through his teeth as he stared straight back into Gamzee's face, eyes wide and blank and glaring straight back at the highblood.
"I am no longer a living being that you can manipulate," he growled, then instead of lifting his arms, Equius brought one foot down on top of Gamzee's and pinned it in place as he lunged forward and smashed his forehead into the highblood's nose. There were chills running down the length of his body from the chucklevoodoos he could still hear in his hindbrain but he tried to block them out as he snatched the clubs out of Gamzee's hands, spinning them deftly in his own, prepared to use them. It would certainly lend some poetic justice to the situation to bludgeon the dream body of the highblood into jam with the same clubs that had killed Nepeta. "Wake up and leave me be, highblood. Play your games with your mirthful messiahs, I will kill you myself eventually."
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"I am no longer a living being that you can manipulate," he growled, then instead of lifting his arms, Equius brought one foot down on top of Gamzee's and pinned it in place as he lunged forward and smashed his forehead into the highblood's nose. There were chills running down the length of his body from the chucklevoodoos he could still hear in his hindbrain but he tried to block them out as he snatched the clubs out of Gamzee's hands, spinning them deftly in his own, prepared to use them. It would certainly lend some poetic justice to the situation to bludgeon the dream body of the highblood into jam with the same clubs that had killed Nepeta. "Wake up and leave me be, highblood. Play your games with your mirthful messiahs, I will kill you myself eventually."