{Got a war going on in my head [OPEN]

[deadlycurves]

WHO: Shadow!Diego and YOU!
WHERE: Various, noted where necessary
WHEN: Oct 23-26
WHAT: Shadow plot shenanigans~
WARNINGS: Language/violence

Starters in comment headers, one each for Shadow!Diego and Real!Diego, and one for the destruction of the shadow. Pick your poison!

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[deadlycurves]

He slides down the wall and takes a long moment to catch the breath that Luther had knocked out of him. But he looks more amused than anything else, staring up at the looming figure several feet away with a smirk on his face. He gets to his feet again a few minutes later. "Oh, noticed that, did you?" He asks with a laugh, and it sounds so odd and sinister with that weird echo that makes it all sound doubled and reverberated. "I wondered when you might catch up."

idk how to end this but maybe they grapple for a bit but then persona!diego flees/escapes??

[obediences]

This is not his brother.

Luther's brain immediately snaps into action mode, starts sifting through plans and contingencies. Either Diego's possessed, or maybe this is a doppelganger, or—

With those strangely-glowing eyes, Luther's money is on possessed, which means he has no fucking idea what to do about this. Maybe Klaus would be able to take a crack at it, but god, demonic possession isn't really up his wheelhouse, either—

He needs to knock Diego out, tie him up, buy themselves some extra time to figure this out.

He's getting real tired of knocking out his siblings.

"What did you do with Diego?" he demands, before he suddenly lunges forward and tries to catch the yellow-eyed man in a proper grapple. With that forewarning, though, he's not as quick as Diego — the other man is lean and swift where Luther's all brute strength.

[deadlycurves]

Luther is all force, the kind that can take down buildings with little effort if he so chose, but the sacrifice in that power is speed-- and while the other man does manage to wrangle this Not-Diego into a tussle, it's a short one. A bit of a back and forth between them before he gains enough purchase to slip just outside of Luther's grip. And that's all he needs to dart around his Real's brother and scamper away. Running God-knows-where to cause more havoc, surely.

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[obediences]

Luther goes haring after him — or at least tries to, and lets loose an uncharacteristic "Fuck" as he collides with Diego's bedroom doorway instead. Almost rips the frame out of the wall just with the sheer force of his impact (he doesn't even feel it, himself), before he squeezes himself through and goes thudding through the house after his not-brother. He's slow, and made even slower by his attempts to not break every single damned thing he passes in their house.

By the time he's gotten out to the landing, down the stairs, the front door is already slamming shut and Diego is gone, just gone, as if he was never there.

Luther's left standing in the foyer, his hand on the banister.

"What the fuck," he breathes.