[Midnighter has seen a lot of scary shit in his life. He's seen knives and felt pain, walked into fights he knew he'd lose, been shot up by and ripped into by plenty of shit. This is... different, though.]
[Fucking magic.]
[Midnighter knows the secret. Rage, rage again, against the darkness and all that bullshit, don't let them know you're afraid. And he is, a little, but it's easier to be angry, itching for a fight, ready to go.] You think that'll fucking break me? Huh?
[He yells up at the sea of eyes.]
You can get fucked! I've seen worse.
[But when he sees someone slumped down in the distance, fuck. He runs toward them somehow, without any floor beneath him. He doesn't understand how it's happening, and his computer has no fucking clue, but he has faith in himself and whoever this person is, broken by pain and dark.]
iv.
[Fucking magic.]
[Midnighter knows the secret. Rage, rage again, against the darkness and all that bullshit, don't let them know you're afraid. And he is, a little, but it's easier to be angry, itching for a fight, ready to go.] You think that'll fucking break me? Huh?
[He yells up at the sea of eyes.]
You can get fucked! I've seen worse.
[But when he sees someone slumped down in the distance, fuck. He runs toward them somehow, without any floor beneath him. He doesn't understand how it's happening, and his computer has no fucking clue, but he has faith in himself and whoever this person is, broken by pain and dark.]
You ready to fuck up these eyeballs?