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a murder!
[ If you're a certain member of YOU-kai: the floor drops out from under you, and—after a brief moment of utter darkness, you find yourself in the same room, but surrounded by different people. The bead strands wrap around your arms and legs, restraining you.
Well. Here you go. ]
Well. Here you go. ]
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Now it's not a big deal, huh? Well that's good ta hear.
Anyway...
... sounds like a shitty cycle ta be stuck in but I'm not an angel or demon or anything important, I'm just a guy who can't even deal with love so like. ya don't gotta comfort me about it or anything. Remember me or don't, this is fine too, I'll live. I'm honestly glad you're all whole 'n stuff, that's close enough ta satisfaction...
... Even though I'm about ta fix that for a minute. [He means how whole Lucifer is]
[Grabs a chair from one of the nearby tables and swings it around toward him]
Here, don't want ya ta crack your head 'n give people more shit ta fix.
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Don't underestimate yourself just because you don't got wings. We're really not any more or less anything than humans, and the same thing applies to humans just as much as to me. I just ain't storytellin' with them cuz it ain't my place to. Not my story.
[He goes over to Pink then, clapping a hand on his shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze. He's probably not qualified to do any more any way, but really.. He's always fond of humans, and the kind who yell about "not being good at love" especially.
After that, he just goes and takes a seat, leaning back and folding one leg over the other.]
For the record though, I'm not gonna have any hard feelings about this. I just think that you and I both know that you didn't have to play the murder card. Maybe the other ones were worse somehow, and I respect you at least facing your victim, but in the end you're still killing a guy over a game where the prize is essentially money.
I'm gonna expect a smoke and a drink to make it up to me. So maybe like. One hard feeling.
1/
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...
Well, close enough...
I don't mind owin' ya some booze 'n smokes.
[He goes to stand in front of him, looking down and.. feeling weird about it now that it's close to really happening.]
... which 'the Devil' did ya mean?
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Lucifer. The fallen angel who rebelled against God.
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--Eeeeh?! My boss.............
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Ooohh, does that make our relationship illicit?
[STILL THE SAME OLD BASTARD, SORRY.]
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This is the stupidest dramatic reveal that's ever happened ta me that I can remember at the moment.
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[Honestly, he expected that from the off-handed pain-in-the-ass comment, but he and Katou are not in a relationship and he's still a pain in his ass!]
Hahahah! Damn. They always come like this though. That's just how it goes.
You need a moment to process?
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Well, I'm not gonna say no if you wanna do this sitting on my lap, is all I'm gonna say.
[Pats his thighs!]
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Alright, alright, I'll quit messing with ya. [Holds his hands up in surrender.] We should get this thing over with so you can get back to your friends and let 'em know I didn't do anything to you.
And then later get that drink, yeah?
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Yeah, let's get a drink.
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What he feels first isn't the sting of electricity, but his pulse picking up suddenly despite the fact that he's calm and hasn't been doing anything strenuous. Pink has used Get Hype on just his heart to double the speed of it--stressing it and creating an unnatural rhythm--he only allows that to go for maybe a second or two before he hits him with the second ability, pulses of electricity that disrupt the heart's workings, making it quite literally flutter and fail at effectively moving blood the way it should, inducing ventricular fibrillation.
The body's reaction to heart pain and failing bloodflow is certainly not entirely pleasant, shooting numbness in the limbs and so on, but he'll be unconscious shortly.]
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It's fine, it'll be just like he's sleeping- that's his last thought as he grits his teeth against the inevitable, closing his eyes on his own before his consciousness fades.]
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It feels like forever, listening to himself breathe.
Eventually he reaches to take Lucifer's pulse.. and there's nothing.]
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