kingdomdressing | (no subject)

Should we test it?

[He'll send a wave of very visible lightning rolling over the ground. But it doesn't touch her yet.]

[she flinches, but if he's expecting shrieking or diving away from it, he's going to be sorely disappointed. she's not stupid, and she did grow up with Aden.]

[...he's going to send a bolt right up her spine.]

[fuck. :( that makes her bite off another scream and spasm in surprise, falling onto her side. assuming he pauses after that, she'll try and catch her breath, a couple of reflexive tears escaping her eyes. they're such pretty eyes, too, and her ears, so unique! ~~yes i am horrible, but they're there and so is Larx, and we like angst. or he could just call her a freak, that would work too.~~]

[~~You're a horrible person, but I'll take the bait.~~ They are unique. So precious and unique. Maybe he'll try to singe the fur right off of her ears. Only small zaps for them.]

[shrieking. she covers her ears with her hands to try and keep any more pain from getting to them, because they really are quite sensitive to everything, and then immediately removes one hand to direct an intense but short-lived and ultimately unfocused blast of fire right at Larxene.]

[I think not, little lady. He doges it easily, moving silently off the roof of the elevator to hang on the side. All she'll be able to hear is his laughter bouncing through the elevator shaft. He doesn't climb back up yet, but instead starts creating bursts of electricity around the range of elevator her head's in. Definitely going to burn off the fur.]

[that just makes her curl up more tightly, whimpering and attempting to get a thin shield up around her head, at least. it's hard to concentrate through the shocks of pain, but she manages something that's little more than a light buffer, and probably won't last long.]

[Then he switches to send several jolts right up her legs.]

[you've done it now, Larx, you got her crying, her arms still covering her head but doing nothing to muffle the sobs and the whimpering. she's only sixteen, and hearing about the kinds of things crazy fuckers like him do is one thing, but to experience it is something totally different. she doesn't understand why it's happening to her, and what he wants, and she doesn't know how to make it stop, just like she doesn't know how to make her limbs stop spasming wildly when he does that.]

[He stops to give her a reprieve, and silently scales back up on top of the roof, laying across it casually.]

Is this your first time?

[there's nothing but some choked noises and sniffling for a moment, and then, somewhat stuffy-sounding:]

You know it is.

I know it is. I'm not your ideal pick either, am I?

[It sounds sick when he puts it like that, but he knows it stands regardless. As far as enemies she could have run into, he's one of the worst. He's going to summon a few knives.]

What if I cut off those pretty ears of yours?

[her head flies up so she can stare at him in horror, and she tenses like she's going to retreat to one of her limited options for other places to be, but then manages to hold herself still.]

P-please. Please don't.

[and even as she says it she knows it's pointless. if he goes for it, her only hope is that Aden knows she's in trouble and is smart enough to go get the big guns for help instead of trying to help her himself. the sheer terror filling the space would be enough to knock him down if he tried anyway.]

[Aden has probably gone looking for her by now, or at least the elevator. He'd want to find her after calling her back failed, I'm sure. Larxene looks so smug when she says that, so incredibly merciless.]

Why? You'll live without the use of your ears. Or maybe you'll pick death after, choose to get them back once you're revived. Which would you pick if I mutilated them?

Please, you c-can't expect me to be able to choose, I don't want either...

[they're so very sensitive, the thought of any more pain than what's already been done is unimaginable to her. if Larx finds out about that, that it's more than just their uniqueness and, you know, the fact that they're part of her person, she's well and truly screwed.]

You, princess, are not in any position to tell me what I can and can't do.

[The walls, ceiling, and yes, floor, all ripple up with a thin sheet of electricity, while bursts of lightning crack through the air around her.]

Pick one.

I can't do that, you might as well cut off my legs, it'd be less painful for me!

[she manages to say around the screams and yelps of pain as she writhes on the floor. oops, did that slip out.]

... I can do that, too.

[He leans down into the opening, grinning from ear to ear as the magic cuts off.]

Maybe I'll cut you into pieces and scatter them around the houses and apartments. You'll come back eventually with your precious ears.

[actually she has no idea if it would be less painful, but it seems like it would sort of have to be. she takes the opportunity to catch her breath again, and not respond to Larx, instead curling up in a defensive ball again.]

[He's going to make the elevator plummet again, just to give her a good scare.]

[she's too stressed for that to do much good, and she's at max capacity for scared already; about all that gets is a strangled sort of gasp along with some more tears and some shaking in general terror.]

[He lets it go for longer this time, and it takes more effort to stop it. The cables protest from the effort, and she'll hear the groan of metal against metal as they quickly slow to a stop. But once they have, Larxene jumps down into the elevator with her.]

[she's seeing spots from the emotional overload and the residual pain in her ears just from what little he's already done to them. she attempts to at least push herself away from him, even though there's nowhere to go.]

Please... p-please stop...

Tsk. You're pitiful. I expected way more from the daughter of two of my favorite people. Think about it. Think about all the stories they've told you about me. I know they have. They'd want to warn you, about the dangers of the dressing room, about not to befriend Larxenes, to watch out for the Organization.

[He summons the rest of his knives for that hand and holds his fist up in front of him, each one shining and looking new.]

About what we can and will do to people like you.