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☆ 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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What—? What is this?
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Now that's an insult if I've ever seen one.
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Are you the one doing this? Let me down!
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No, no, I haven't done anything—not yet. That's the part that comes next.
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... you played this on our unit. What are you planning to do?
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I am not dumb! Of course I know which card that is— [he pulls bodily at the restraints some more as he yells] This is cowardly!
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[ ...
hum, hum. he tugs idly at one of the bead strands, then looks up at his victim with a dark, challenging grin. ]
Want me to undo these?
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[ well then. he's just gonna grab onto a strand with both hands and try to rip it apart with sheer brute strength. ]
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Then let's do this for real, aah?
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he drops his stance just long enough to shoot him an exasperated look. ]
You really don't get how this works, do you?
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[ and since he's not interested in arguing about the merits of pacifism any more than that, whether Souma is ready and willing or not, Man☆Eater rushes forward to try and sweep his feet out from under him. ]
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[ Souma's grip does manage to throw him off balance slightly, but he shifts his center of gravity to use his momentum to his advantage, maneuvering to land on top of Souma with a knee to the gut and reaching out to grab his throat in the same motion. ]
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Ghhk... get off of me—
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[ he's nearly unbalanced when Souma pulls him by the arm and struggles underneath him, but he responds quickly by twisting around himself, shifting his weight so he's pinning Souma firmly to the ground underneath his hips. ]
Lights...
[ then he slides his hand from around Souma's throat to grab his face, slamming his head mercilessly against the floor. ]
Out!
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trying to talk is kind of futile with that hand over his face but what if he tries to bite him? (it's a valiant attempt at least)]
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to make completely sure he's dead. so that this doesn't drag out any longer than it needs to. ]
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