Sweet Deceit - Logicality

"You have no place here anymore," Roman declared, drawing his sword and moving across the room. "Leave now, villain. Don't make me tell you again."

"Well, this is just lovely, isn't it," Deceit asked, completely ignoring Roman to look back at Logan and Patton. Logan had shifted himself so he was in front of Patton. "You being protective? Logic, I could've sworn that protectiveness was an emotional response."

"I've got plenty more emotional responses in store for you if you don't leave right now." Logan's growl shook Patton's insides. He'd never heard Logan like that before. 

"Is that so? Well, in that case, I suppose I should leave and never come back."

"That's exactly what you should do." Roman didn't seem to realize how much his influence wasn't helping. He was trying, bless him, but he didn't have any affect on Deceit. 

"Then I guess I'll just have to do that," Deceit teased Roman. Virgil came up behind Roman, a hand on his shoulder and a soft look all it took to get Roman to put his sword back in its sheath. 

"Just go, Deceit. Don't make a scene out of it."

"Now look who's telling who not to make a scene?" Deceit glared down a resilient Virgil, neither of them breaking eye contact as though they were having some kind of silent dual. Deceit finally chuckled, moving away from Virgil towards Patton and Logan. Roman tried to follow, to assist Logan in being a barrier between Deceit and Patton, but Virgil held him back, knowing how easily swayed by flattery Roman could be and not wanting him to get sucked in.

Watching Deceit slither closer, Logan felt Patton clinging to the back of his shirt. He reached back to him, trying to reach a place he could touch so Patton could feel his stability, but Patton was positioned so that couldn't happen. It was just his arm stretched backwards while the other was at his side, hand clenched into a white-knuckled fist. 

"I'll leave this place," Deceit purred around Logan, his smirk revealing a fang among his teeth. "You won't see me again for a while, but you'll never be without me, Patton. I will keep you up at night, I will make it impossible for you to sleep, I'll be with you every moment of your life from here on out. Every time you retreat into your room or into your memories, I'll be there. I sincerely hope you-" 

His monologue was cut off by a fist clenching his throat. He was forced backwards as Logan stalked forward, keeping the dark side at arm's length. Yellow gloves grabbed at Logan's wrist as he pushed Deceit into a wall. Logan's face was expressionless, but the anger blazing behind his eyes could have burned the entire house down if it had been set loose. Deceit's laughter managed to slip through what little opening his throat had.

"Never thought you would be the first one to go dark, Logic," Deceit hissed. "Go ahead, do as you please. It's not like I deserve it, or anything." Clenching his fist by his side, he felt the urge to break his nose radiating from his very core. He wanted nothing more than to beat the dark side senseless, to hold him there until he'd completely suffocated. Asphyxiation wasn't the most efficient way to get rid of someone, but it was definitely a way...

Something stopped him, though. It couldn't have been any of the other sides, because none of them said anything. He could even feel Roman and Virgil egging him on. Maybe it was Patton's influence, maybe it was Thomas's natural pacifist behavior, Logan couldn't tell. All he knew was how hard it was to force his hand from the snake's throat, to make himself back away.

"You're not worth it," he finally determined through a deep breath. "Leave." Deceit smirked at Logan before looking back to Patton once again.

"I'll be seeing you soon, Patton." He was gone before anyone could say anything else.