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kingdomdressing2009-11-14 05:26 pm
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[ Oh look, it's Larxene. He's not up to his usual mischief today! In fact, it looks like he's getting a taste of divine justice. He can be found in a room that looks perfectly innocent, empty but for two key things: one is Larxene himself, bound to the wall by long chains connected to his wrists and neck. The other is the very large bell hanging from the ceiling. It's sturdy, and appears to be made of iron. But none of this is really harmful, right? Just inconvenient? Larx doesn't think so. While he's sitting on the floor, expression bored and calmly focused on that bell, his breathing is shallow and labored. ]

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[Akane's with a babysitter, but Tybalt's following along looking for things to pounce on.]
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No one. Honestly. How unfair.
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[she kind of wonders if the room poisoned him, too, from the look of him.]
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Unfortunately. Guess the place thought I was overdue for some annoyance.
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[he's really in no position to be talking like that.]
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Looking for something?
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["something interesting" would be the answer.]
What happened to you?
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[glances over at him, wiggling his fingers in a lazy wave. what, it's just chains.]
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[tilts his head a bit, then smiles.]
You're lucky I'm not the type to kick someone while they're down.
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[go on, test it.]
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Well, well, turnabout really is fair play.
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So I've heard.
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I'm just glad it finally happened. Either someone's a lot braver than the rest of us, or the dressing room itself finally got tired of your shit.
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Bravery? You say that as if anyone here is capable.
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[moseys closer to peer at the chains and the bell]
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[no comments for that last part, but he's glaring daggers. mostly because he can't deny it.]
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[ugh, of all people. sorry to say, he doesn't look happy to see her.]
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[ Poof, in came something that looked like a firecrackers. In-between every finger. ]
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What's kinky mean?
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Do you really wanna know?
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[reaches for youuu, can you ignore this puppyface?]
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