The Last Supper - Taisho Roman Revolution

[idolpro]

[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.

Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]

Comments

Re: DISCUSS

[sonof]

Make your own. Besides, compliance doesn't suit you.

Re: DISCUSS

[syncintohell]

Oh, you misunderstand. I ask precisely because I already know this answer.

[ He levels the axe, clumsy instrument that it is, at his own neck. His muscles are tense, and the shaking has subsided as he glares at Yasuragi. ]

Re: DISCUSS

[sonof]

[ ,,, ]

I don't take your meaning.

Re: DISCUSS

[syncintohell]

There is none to be found here, nor whence I came. If I am not allowed to shelter others in the shade of this crumbling visage, then I will do away with what's unsightly before I besmirch that which I stood for any longer.

[ He presses the head of the axe blade so it bites into the skin of his neck, just barely parting the skin. ]

Re: DISCUSS

[sonof]

I don't want your blood on my hands.

Re: DISCUSS

[syncintohell]

You are a fool if you think they are clean. Hasn't avante already told you that?

Re: DISCUSS

[sonof]

[ verging on raising his voice, though it more just comes out a little hoarsely than actually getting much louder ]

It's nothing to do with my innocence and certainly nothing to do with avante. Your high standards for yourself stopped being cute when you decided all on your own that we're better off with your corpse around than you.

Re: DISCUSS

[syncintohell]

It is just as well that I have not been aiming for cute.

[ Blood wells up slowly, and has just now started a slow trickle down his neck from the wound. ]

Have you not been holding me to these as well? Before I took the risk of a permanent change and received it, you had words for me.

Re: DISCUSS

[sonof]

I like you as you are.

[syncintohell]

[ why would you say that ]

[sonof]

[ DID I FIX IT??????????

quieter but kind of all in a rush ]

So of course I wouldn't want you warped by some sorcery or other, and of course I wouldn't want you dead.

[syncintohell]

[ like, he doesn't seem to be actively threatening himself now but he's failed to move the axe possibly because he's been distracted from the fact he's holding it ]

I have already been warped. What you feared, what I feared, these things already come to pass. How am I to understand that?

[sonof]

So we live with them. Alive, preferably.

[syncintohell]

[ a dry laugh ]

If I am not alive, it can hardly be living with them.

Re: DISCUSS

[acappsella]

JUST WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?

1/2

[syncintohell]

[ CRINGING BECAUSE YOU'RE YELLING ]

— Ken!?

2/2

[syncintohell]

I think it is quite clear what I am doing!

Re: 2/2

[acappsella]

[ MARCHING RIGHT UP TO HIM AND TRYING TO GRAB THE AXE WITH RABBIT STRENGTH ]

Why? Stop it! Do you think any of us wants to see you die!?

Re: 2/2

[syncintohell]

[ I mean, rabbit strength certainly isn't going to rip the axe out of his grip. but when Ken grabs it, he sort of just, lets him have it. ]

I do not see why it matters to you. I wish to die, and if I am unwanted there is no reason to burden you so.

Re: 2/2

[acappsella]

Who said you were unwanted!? Who said tha -

[ wait he got the axe

stumbles back while he tries to hold it up but actually he's just tipping back AAAAAAAaaaaaa ]

[syncintohell]

[ gkkh— lunges forwards to catch Ken in his arms, one crooked to get him around the waist, the other catching the wrist supporting the axe. ]

Do be careful!

1/2

[acappsella]

[ some relief crosses his expression when he's caught, his heart beats up against his throat in quick thumps and his breath only a pace slower than that, AXES ARE REALLY SCARY AND SHARP AND WHAT IF I DROPPED THAT ON MYSELF AND DIED HOLY SHIT ]

[acappsella]

[ WAIT DID THIS MOTHERFUCKER JUST TELL ME TO BE CAREFUL ]

Me be kelfull!? Yer th'one with th'assk! The ask! The hax!

[ with some effort, TRYING TO ROTATE HIS WRIST TO JUST FUCKING TOSS THE AXE TO THE SIDE even if the arc of the throw doesn't end up being particularly wide ]

Firsh yer hacksin' inna thinks! Then yer like, "don'shee me like this" - like what! Y'know, I never seen you as anyfing t'be asamed of!

[ this might sound nice except he, ]

An' all this talk about unnerstannin - I'un geddit! M'becuz I wan't here! But now yer tryna puchan ask in yer nex! Jus' what're ya doin'?!

I'un geddit! I'un geddit, so tell me!! Stubit! Idjit!

[syncintohell]

[ He stares down at Ken, who even speaking through his impediment is able to ask him so straight-forwardly.

Ah. . . He has been a fool. He must have been, if he has upset the boy held in his arms so badly. ]

Tell you? I cannot— no, perhaps I only have not tried. But I do not know where to begin. I will tell you anything you wish, lay myself bare at your whims.

[ Then, softer: ]

But . . . if you are not ashamed of me yet, it might be only that you have not seen enough to glean the truth of my character.

[acappsella]

[ I'M ACTUALLY JUST GONNA BOP YOUR HEAD NOW WITH THE RABBIT STRENGTH ]

So jus' tell me!! You truts me, right!? Whadd'reya afraid of, then!? C'mon!

But y'know, we're - we're frens, right!? So'on do somethin' like that again!!!