in every corner

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

[there's a scream from down this hallway as some poor soul is consumed by the shadows -- not Heartless, simply moving shadows. as the last dying gurgle escapes the writhing mass, a figure rises out of it slowly, darkness rolling and dripping off him like smoke and water. the figure is fully dressed in dark leather; heavy boots, pants, and a lovely leather jacket with a black wifebeater beneath it. he breathes the darkness in, out, a slow and dangerous smile making its way onto his face as he takes in the sight of the hallway. a hand goes to his pocket, a cigarette is pulled out and put to his lips, lit with a flick of his other hand. he runs that hand through his dark blue hair afterward, red eyes bright with malicious intent.]

Well now... didja miss me, dressing room?


(ooc: lolwat)

Comments

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

Where's the fun in that?

[what kind of shirt is Riku wearing? it doesn't really matter, because it's going to be removed, but hey, it's good to know.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

I don't think I like your idea of fun.

[just a simple zip-up, black sleeveless vest. right now he's wishing he could see what was going on something fierce. even more, he wishes he could open a portal just to get out of this mess.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

That's just too bad, isn't it?

[he doesn't need to see to feel that vest being unzipped~.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[his eyes narrow and he frowns at that, shifting uneasily]

And I'd prefer to keep my clothes on.

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

Oh, don't worry, they're not going anywhere.

[he's just pushing the front parts of the vest to the sides so he has a nice, open canvas. :>]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[his thoughts immediately go to what he'd said earlier, about how he was going to leave a message. it makes him try to pull away from that touch, his heart beating faster.]

Don't do it.

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

Give me a reason not to.

[He's pulling a switchblade from his pocket now, tapping it against Riku's chest.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he can't help but flinch from the touch.]

I hardly even know the people you're trying to send a message to. Why would they care?

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

[He scoffs, trailing the blade down the middle of Riku's torso.]

You could be a complete stranger to them and it would still have enough of a reaction. After all, it's not about you, it's about your message to them. I'll be leaving you somewhere you're sure to be seen.

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he swallows hard, trying to suck in his breath to avoid the blade.]

Please. I don't want Kairi to see something like that.

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

That's too bad.

[He's just going to... jam the knife into Riku, somewhere non-vital.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[that gets a startled scream, quickly cut off. he doesn't want to give him the satisfaction.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

Oh, now don't do that.

[he twists the knife harshly before pulling it back out.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he can't help but cry out at that, his muscles straining as he tries to get away, to press his hands to the wound, anything. dark blood wells up to quickly run down his side, soaking into his pants and staining them.]

S-stop!

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

No.

[he digs his thumb into the wound for a moment, smearing the blood on it over Riku's bottom lip, quick enough to draw away before any biting may happen. now comes the fun part; the carving. compared to the previous wound, this is done almost gently, the cuts not deep enough to leave any lasting scars, just enough to make the letters clear.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he flinches back hard at the unexpected touch to his lip, gagging on the taste. it still hurts even if 'Kai' is being gentle, and the stab wound feels as though it's throbbing with pain, making tears spring to his eyes.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

[though he's being gentle, he's also being fairly slow to make sure the words are nice and clear. they're short words, but they're large~.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't even remember when his Keyblade disappeared, but he tries to call it again now. there's a shine in the air and it looks like it almost appears, but fades away abruptly when the knife cuts into him again, and he doesn't even feel it when the tears start running down his face.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

Your tears are absolutely beautiful, love.

[the knife leaves Riku's chest, the tip of the blade moving to rest against his cheek instead, a tear catching on the tip.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[that gets yet another flinch, his eyes squeezing shut with a distressed sound at the back of his throat. he's panting, feeling almost dizzy and wondering just how bad it must look when it feels as though the blood is trickling down his chest in itchy little rivulets.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should take those out for you some time. After all, they're useless, aren't they?

[he's speaking of Riku's eyes, of course, brushing a thumb over one eyelid before lower his hand back down to finish carving.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[even the suggestion makes Riku shudder, true fear showing in his face even as he bites his lip, trying not to respond. he doesn't want to say anything that might push 'Kai' into doing just that, because right now the chance of his eyesight returning is the biggest hope he has.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

I'll take your silence as a yes~.

[whoops. soon enough he'll be leaning back to admire his work.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

No!

[his struggles have certainly gotten weaker, his face paler than before. his chest is covered in blood and whatever was carved into him, and his jeans are stained wetly with the blood soaking into them on one side.]

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

I figured you'd say that.

[darkness slithers across Riku's face in a makeshift gag as his arms are drawn forcefully above his head.]

Let's go find a place to hang you up.