Here It Comes...

“You should count yourself lucky you’re even ALIVE.” Nobody talked to Gaara like that. NOBODY. “But this is a test of cooperation. Killing you would ruin my perfect record.” Mouth a thin line, a small hum of thought resounded in his throat. “Very well, we do things your way. Until they go WRONG.”

SHADOWED eyes narrowed, disinterested hum rumbling deep in his throat. He had never met a man so crass and offensive. So insulting. And yet... There was something about him he couldn’t QUITE place. When the man took a step forward, Gaara didn’t even look up to his eyes, instead just letting out a single solitary breath. 

                                                                                                      “Kill you...” 

An emotionless PROMISE. “But sure let us do things your way. Show me what YOU’RE capable of. You’ll just make my job easier when I FINALLY get the chance.” Finally a smile as his head turned up to meet powerful blue eyes -- INTENSE. 

“Crystal clear…” Yuno spoke, monotone as he stood up from his seat, any dread rooted by the blue haired male not showing in Yuno’s yellow eyes. “But if living is so painful why do we try so hard to do it?”

Initial words invoked discomfort -- FEAR. He and Asta had been abandoned in the middle of the night at the doorstep of the smallest village chapel. And now this man was saying he’d been observing him? Like a RAT in a cage? For how long? And for what purpose? Worried lips, telling of his distress, managed to grip onto Legato’s next question however -- as well as those tightening fists. Restoring his composure.

“EASY,” he replied, trying to shake this monster from his head once and for all. “Though I am afraid you would never understand.” Smile grew into a smirk, hand moving to hover over his grimoire. “So let me ask YOU this. Your first memory is a doorstep. You don’t even have your parents to your name. Just a lone, steel pendant. As you grow, nobility SPITS on you. Tells you that you’re DESTINED for obscurity. They leave you to DIE.” Careful eyes observed this man’s every action, weary of the PRESSURE inside his own skull but ready to act at a MOMENT’S notice.

GENERAL

“Can you walk?”

“How did this happen?”

“What the hell happened?”

“I hit my head.”

“Did you hit your head?”

“Can you hear me?”

“Don’t close your eyes, stay awake!”

“Come on, stay with me!”

“No no no no no!”

“You shot me!”

“I didn’t mean to shoot you!”

“You stabbed me!”

“I didn’t mean to stab you!”

“Take the knife out!”

“Don’t take the knife out!”

“It was an accident!”

“That/this wasn’t an accident!”

“That looks broken.”

“I think my leg/arm is broken.”

“That doesn’t look good.”

“Am I going to die?”

“You’re not going to die!”

“Calm down!”

“Don’t panic!”

“I can’t help you if you don’t let me!”

BLOOD

“Are you bleeding?”

“Don’t move, you’re bleeding.”

“Is that blood?”

“Whose blood is that?”

“That’s a lot of blood.”

“Do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Why do you know how to get bloodstains out?”

“Damn, I got blood on my shirt.”

“Don’t move, you’re losing blood!”

“I won’t let you bleed out!”

“You have blood on your face.”

“I swear to god, if you get blood on me…”

“What’s your blood type?”

“Why in the hell would you need to know my blood type?”

WOUNDS

“That cut is nasty.”

“You have a massive gash in your arm/leg!’

“Don’t touch it!”

“Don’t move, you’ll only make it worse!”

“I’ll get some bandages.”

“You’re going to need stitches.”

“That looks infected…”

“Did you get bit by something?”

“There’s no exit wound, the bullet is still in you.”

“There’s an exit wound, the bullet went through you.”

AFTERCARE

“How are you feeling?”

“How does it feel?”

“It’s still not healed, but it’s getting there.”

“Let’s go home.”

“I just want to go home.”

“Let’s get you into the bathtub.”

“We need to change your bandages soon.”

“Get some sleep, okay?”

“You need to eat something, you’ve been through a lot today.”

“I’ll check up on you in a bit.”

what are your muse’s allergies?  

what are some tics your muse has? 

what subject was your muse best at in school?

what trait does your muse find most attractive?

what is the spiciest food your muse can handle?

are there any nicknames your muse can’t stand? 

are there animals that your muse is scared of? why?

what is the strangest food combination that your muse enjoys?

if your muse could live in any other time period, which would it be?

did your muse watch cartoons growing up? which was their favorite?

if your muse suddenly had $1000 dropped into their lap, what would they do with it? 

Thin fingers pushed glasses back into place, smile forming as Doppo’s eyes found his culprit. “I thought science was supposed to HELP humanity. Not destroy it.” Head snapped up now, green eyes shimmering in their clear-cut resolve. “Yet here you are SULLYING the illustrious history that allows us to live free, healthy and rewarding lives.” Disgusted hum. 

                                     “How categorically ABHORRENT!!”

          “Oh, dear, dear friend. You got it all wrong.” Trembling hands were ITCHING to reach for his lemon bombs – Kajii wanted to BLOW THE AGENT’S FACE OFF!!! Though, he was aligned with the Port Mafia, all he really cared about was CHAOS & SCIENCE. He had no deep-rooted emotional attachment to any human on the face of the planet. Including his slowly decaying parents. “Science doesn’t care about humanity! Morality only puts limits on experimentation! We’ve learnt far more by locking students in prisons and dissecting aborted fetuses—where do you think that HELP comes from?” 

“Without humanity there would be no science!” Doppo retorted, emotions bleeding in heavier and HEAVIER with each word from Kajii’s mouth. Not because the psychopath could say such things absent care. But because they were TRUE. “Those limits are there for the good of the people!” he shouted back. “And it’s that same lack of morality that led to forced sterilization of minorities! Because MONSTERS cared more for results than what was biologically and humanely CORRECT!”

Step back, eyes flickering. He couldn’t lose his cool. He couldn’t afford to. Lives were at risk. They were ALWAYS at risk with this MANIAC. A page from Doppo Poet lay tucked up his sleeve in case of an emergency. And the further UNHINGED Kajii got the more realistic an outcome that was becoming. “To not care is a FALLACY! There is always a way to get results without sacrifice!” Teeth gritted with each new case, eyes tracing each new step until they were suddenly face to face, sharp teeth BARED by that sick, sadistic grin. It was then that something clicked in Doppo’s racing mind.

Thin fingers pushed glasses back into place, smile forming as Doppo’s eyes found his culprit. “I thought science was supposed to HELP humanity. Not destroy it.” Head snapped up now, green eyes shimmering in their clear-cut resolve. “Yet here you are SULLYING the illustrious history that allows us to live free, healthy and rewarding lives.” Disgusted hum. 

❝Don’t you know? I’ll end you if you look at me the wrong way.❞

❝ You don’t own me!❞

❝Cry..do it. I can’t wait to get off on it.❞

❝Didn’t you hear me? I told you to shut up!❞

❝Did you think I would let you see another person? Really?❞

❝You deserve this. You deserve it. Don’t kid yourself.❞

❝I can’t wait to see you bleed. It’s only a tenth of how I feel.❞

❝I can’t stand to see you. Get up and leave. And clean up this mess before you do.❞

❝If you’re going to stand there, the least you could do is be useful.❞

❝If you died, the world would be a better place.❞

❝I’m worthless. I’ll never measure up to your expectations.❞

❝I can’t do this anymore–!Stop!!❞

❝Do you want me to make it better? Too bad.❞

❝I loved you! I loved you..why..?❞

❝Why are you doing this to me??!❞

❝It hurts–stop it! STOP IT!❞

❝I am useful–if you think you can talk to me this way, you have another thing coming!❞

❝I hate you! I HATE YOU!❞

❝Get AWAY FROM ME!❞

“Now, is there really a need for all that screaming?” 

“You’re a smart one, aren’t you? Tell me, how much blood can a human lose before dying?” 

“This is one of my favorites, do you know what it does? Why, I’ll demonstrate.” 

“You can’t get away from me, you’ll never get away from me!” 

“Go on, I love a good chase! It gets the heart racing!” 

“I must say, you put up a good fight. Some of this blood is mine!” 

“Oh, don’t cry. You’ll be so beautiful, soon. I’ll immortalize you in my collection.” 

“Which limb would you like to lose first?” 

“You’re so fucking smug, you deserve a death that’s fitting.” 

“I finally caught you, isn’t it exciting? You’ve evaded me for longer than anyone else!” 

“I love you, how else was I going to keep you? No one else can have you!” 

“I like stringing my prizes up. You do look so helpless, like that.” 

“Ssh, just breathe. The rope isn’t even tight, yet!” 

“You really are as twisted as I am. Aren’t we a perfect match?” 

“You look best in red.” 

“Did you think you could outsmart me? My dear, I’ve been doing this for a long time.” 

“You young ones always squirm so much!” 

“I don’t tolerate escape attempts. I will break your legs.” 

“I’ve been watching you for a long time…you’ve made me wait. But, it was worth it.”