[RL with Death the Kid] [Backdated]

[screwloose]

As promised, Stein headed for Washington. Since he was travelling by plane, he expected to get there after Kid, but that didn't bother him. Kid might try to ambush him, but Stein was confident that he would be able to deal with his student.

Hopefully he wouldn't have to break too much of him before he could get him to listen.

Security was a pain in the ass, but no one could figure out a reason to deny the man just because the metal detectors were going crazy about the bolt in his head. Stein just patiently showed doctor's credentials and explained that the bolt was there for medical reasons. Finally, they let him through.

At the other end, he made a single stop before heading to the monument. At a martial arts supply store, he purchased a wooden bo staff, which he carried on his shoulder as he walked through the desolate remains of the nation's capital towards the location of his meeting with Death the Kid.

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[screwloose]

"Yes, I do believe that," Stein said, and he did. He had no doubt at all that Birkin would move heaven and earth to get him back, just as Stein himself would.

Stein swung one of the halves of his staff towards Kid's leg, hoping to knock it off to one side. Then he lunged forward instead of dodging away, into Kid's reach, the other half swinging towards Kid's head in a vicious attack. His first.

"I'm doing it because it's my damn life!" he snapped. "Not his. And for once I'm making the selfish choice, yes I am. For once I have someone to share my life with!"

After the blow, he danced back, then stopped abruptly and dropped the two sticks to the ground, reaching up to brush a lock of hair out of his face, then slipped his glasses off and put them in his pocket. "Who else could I do that with, than someone as disturbed as I am?"