show them the joy and the pain and the ending

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[Looks like someone's in a bad mood today.

Despite the risk of Ri finding her alone, Larxene left Akane with a babysitter and headed over to a main area near one of the gardens. She can't seem to sit still: she's up and wandering about that general area as if she's looking for something.

Or rather, someone. The simulation room is amusing enough, but today she'd much rather have the real thing. Larx especially hopes to catch a Riku or Marluxia off guard, although she isn't complaining if the opportunity to play with someone else presents itself...]

((itp: DC tries to play Larx *properly* for a change))

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[captive_destiny]

[His back arches, electricity sparking off his collar before he sags against her, purposefully becoming a dead weight.]

No.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[she was able to pick up and throw Repliku in canon-- he's more difficult to handle this way, but she can manage.]

Hmm, where shall I take you... the dungeon? No, that sicko's in there.

[captive_destiny]

[the whole idea is to make things more difficult for her. he can't kick at her well enough to get in a good shot from this angle and her hold on his arms keeps him from simply twisting free. he can however, turn his hands so they're both palm-side toward her torso, in preparation for a close-range blast of darkness.]

How about you let me go, and we pretend this never happened?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Hmm... nah. I don't feel like it.

[The melting-clocks room. That one doesn't seem to be used much. Larxene prepares to drag him through a portal.]

[captive_destiny]

[as soon as he feels himself starting to be dragged he lets loose a dark firaga, grunting with the effort. he hasn't had to fight in a long time, and is rusty.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[she's in no position to dodge that, and recoils, briefly occupied with putting out her now flaming shirt before she gets burned too badly]

You little shit-!

[captive_destiny]

[while she's distracted and has let him go, Riku's following up that blast with an attack that has him dropping down into a crouch, hands bracing on the floor as he swings his legs in a sweeping kick aimed for her legs.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[the kick connects, and she stumbles backwards, not quite falling down. Now she's ticked off, and she throws more lightning as she tries to regain her balance.]

[captive_destiny]

[he cries out as the lightning strikes and drops to his hands and knees, stunned more than he'd been before.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[grabs him and hauls him into a portal once she has her footing. They emerge into the melting-clocks room, just as planned.]

[captive_destiny]

[he's regained his senses by then, and will be trying to wrench himself out of her grip. he has no compunctions about playing dirty either, attempting to elbow her in the diaphragm or even the breast to get away.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[one of those attempts connects, and she barely keeps a hold on him]

Oof- fuck- Stupid Riku~ It's only going to be worse if you don't play nice.

[she'll go for a kick to his legs next]

[captive_destiny]

[that makes him yelp, but it doesn't do more than make him more determined to get away, squirming in her grip.]

Sorry, but I don't want to play with you.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

I promise I won't leave any permanent marks.

[abruptly lets go of him]

[captive_destiny]

[he stumbles a bit, but is quick to put distance between them both, eyes darting around to map out what, if any, escape routes there were. if he still had the ability to do so, he would waste no time in portaling away.]

Like I believe that.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[just laughs, flicking another weak arc of electricity at him. Oh yes, she's noticed what it does with his collar.]

[captive_destiny]

[sparks ring his neck for a second, making him flinch and stumble back even further. his hands go to the collar this time, attempting to hold it away from his reddening skin with little success; the collar is welded on and only as wide as it needs to be, to be comfortable.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[and she's there, pulling him toward her from behind so he can't pull that stunt with the dark firaga again.]

Looks like your owners should have gone with rubber instead.

[captive_destiny]

They didn't...

[mean for something like this to happen, or were even the ones to put it on him initially. Riku's muscles are feeling the effects of all those bursts of electricity, the low voltage making them start to feel like jelly.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Well, obviously.

[standing on tiptoe so she can whisper in his ear:]

Are you scared~?

[captive_destiny]

No.

[Yes. His heart is hammering against his chest, and he's as tense as can be in her grip.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You're lying.

[summons one of her knives]

[captive_destiny]

[he licks his lips nervously, testing her hold on him with a jerk as he recovers from the last shock she gave him.]

No. I'm not afraid of you.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You're not even a good liar.

[clamps down on his wrist, sparks dancing across her hand]

[captive_destiny]

Ah! Let go!

[he still hasn't seen the knife yet, and is going to attempt to grab her wrist in return, intending to throw her over his shoulder to the floor.]