becoming the hunter instead of the hunted

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[This was sick, this was cruel. This was impossible and Sora didn't like this one bit. There might be a few holes following in a uneven pattern along a hallway's wall. But it's okay, it was just a Saïx. No big deal, right?
Hope not, because he wasn't "himself" per-say. He heard about the body swapping, yeah but Sora never thought it would happen to him. Now he was in the wrong body at the wrong time with so much rage boiling inside him that he could kill someone. Though he'd resist the urge, he wasn't a murderer. Saïx was, not Sora. Not him.]

God make this end quickly...

[[Body-swapped with you know who below~]]

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[timedstep.livejournal.com]

That's the first time I've heard you say that.

[turned a corner, staring at him.]

Make what end quickly? --geez, you didn't pick another fight again, did you? If I have to bandage you up again, I'll bite your hand off.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

. . .

[Was he hearing this right, Saïx actually had made friends with a Riku?]

..Nothing, yes. I've been mercilessly killing and need you to fix these.

[He unzipped the cloak a bit to reveal the wound on his side that reopened. He didn't know which fight it was from, probably from Ri when the other tried to protect Sora--him. God, this was confusing.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[just about the only person who's friends with him, most probably. looks at the wound and winces, before shaking his head slowly.]

God, idiot... you need to settle down. Hold these.

[shoves his ballet shoes in Saix's hands, bending down to search through his backpack for his bandages.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Blinks, staring at the shoes with curious golden orbs before his gaze shifted to Riku.]

...You do ballet?

[Was he allowed to ask that question? He wasn't sure, he wasn't playing Saïx the right way. He knew that much but he was still dettached and cold beyond believe. The man had no heart after all and it was beginning to dawn on Sora how hard things will be for him until he changes back.]

[timedstep.livejournal.com]

[... stops his searching to stare at him.]

Like you didn't know this before? You've seen me do pointe work. Don't act stupid, it doesn't work for you. It only works for Soras.

[pulls out a bandage, kicking his backpack a little to the side.]

Raise your arms.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

Sure, if you really want.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Not in the mood.

[Though he wasn't as harsh as usual, he seemed to consider that this Larxene could very well be his friend Kai so he'd just keep some distance and pray that his anger would stay inside. He would hate to lash out at someone innocent, he wouldn't be able to live with himself.]

So back off.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

But now you've got my interest~

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

You're drunk.

[Sighs, taking the bottle with little effort to slam it against the wall until it broke in to tiny pieces. He wasn't in the mood for this and had no patience at all, so excuse him if he's short on manners.]

I seem to catch the wrong kind of interest so leave.

[sinfulhavoc.livejournal.com]

I wasn't drunk yet you fucktard.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[Did someone say God? Ha... ]

Ah Sora...I thought you of all people would be above the belief of superficial power-head.

[Yeah, he can smell you. ]

As for the new look...very alluring indeed.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

....Setzer?

[Just let him lean back against the wall to gather himself, scoffing from the comment. Seemed more like an insult than anything to you.]

I'd rather not hear those words come out of your mouth.

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[...The God thing or you being sexy...either way, he just smirks, circling you...observing the full package. ]

Well, pardonnez-moi, monsieur Sora. You have to admit, blue is a flattering color on you.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

I'm not in the mood Monsieur so I suggest you stop with flattery.

[Growls, grabbing a fistful of the immortals shirt. Baring his own set of canines to show the other that he was serious. He was in the tormenter's body, the man who loved to see his face scrunch up in pain. To see him crying and bleeding, screaming for help. You think he'd like to have his friend compliment such a twisted person?]

[setzdelioncourt.livejournal.com]

[You can't expect a Cornish hen to read a turkeys mind~ but he just smiles... If anything, he is amused. If only Sora showed this sort of ... lustre as himself, Setzer would likely never leave him alone... But for his sake, he raises his hands defensively. ]

Now now... Calm down. Being up in arms certainly isn't going to help, oui?

-throws at more during finals cramming- .o.

[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ She's passing by rather happily with the headphones that Sora gave her earlier, though once she notices Saix- oh, the horrible things he's done- she hurries her pace a bit. }

:D

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Am I that frightening?

[Scoffs, raising an eyebrow as his friend wheeled by him in fear. He didn't move from where he was, but he did take his fist from inside a new hole in the wall.]

heya!

[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ Kairi stops and takes the headphones away from her ears, looking at Saix with a somewhat demeaning expression. } No.

Re: heya!

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Really?

[He crossed his arms over his chest, looking casual as he let the frustration slip away until he was just..standing. Blank. Nothing in his mind except the seconds that were ticking by that he counted in his mind to occupy himself.]

You should be or at least keeping your distance and be on your way.

[drugup.livejournal.com]

{ She looks down at her lap. } ... I talked to a Saix before, and they weren't too bad, an'... They were just hurt and empty.

{ After she twiddles with her fingers a bit, she looks up at Saix and ignoring his advice. }

haha this is epic

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Walking by--and oh hi Saix--not. As soon as she sees who she thinks is Saix from a distance, she's turning around and high-tailing out of there as fast as she can, cursing to herself.]

Shit, he's still walking around...

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Yeah, he is. Surprisingly.

[Turn's out Saix had the same sensitive hearing, possibly even better than his. He put his hands behind his back so he didn't seem as lethal, leaning his back against the crumbling wall to stare at the opposite end. She could simply walk away or come over, either was fine.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[She freezes at the sound of his voice, not knowing what to do. Of course she could just keep walking, but usually that would be when Saix would roughly stop her and the worst would begin.

She doesn't register he's referring to himself in the third person at all. Just trying to steady her breathing as much as possible.]

What do you want?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[His tone might throw Namine off, it wasn't as demanding and low. What a surprize.]

I want you to keep away from Sora.

[He couldn't trust Saix's word that the man would keep away from his friends and fill their heads with lies, so he'd try to warn everyone. Or try to threaten them and pretend to be all powerful. It sounded like a Saix thing to do, maybe he could work it for the time and play along.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[She hesitated before saying anything, studying him carefully. Something was definitely off about him, but she wouldn't dare question it. It bugged her, that 'Saix' would order her to keep away from her friends, but she was still too scared of him to be defiant.]

Fine...but...j-just don't hurt him...please.