Larxene (
thundagun) wrote in
kingdomdressing2011-12-30 01:54 am
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[ Oh shit, it's Larx. Or actually, it isn't. Not the one most people are familiar with. It's his much older, future self, hanging out on the roof of the elevator in the apartments, where he can't be seen or sensed until it's too late. He's just waiting for random passerby to harass, maybe kill, maybe gut and hang from their own intestines down the fronts of buildings... It's been a long time since he's had any fun around here, between how dull this current timeline is and the people in it. He's looking for some good fun or some good bait. But he's not picky, and he's terribly patient. ]

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[And by that of course he means he's put the Nami of his time through so much already, no doubt. Or a different Nami. Any Nami. He crouches down in front of him, 'tsk'ing again.]
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I'm not sure I care enough to toy with you too much.
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He'll find himself on the roof of the apartments.]
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I'm going to give you a choice.
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[He gestures with his chin toward the low edge of the roof.]
You can jump off yourself.
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[oh god talking hurts, and his words are probably not perfectly clear.]
I-I'll jump.
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No portals. You might endanger that precious new heart of yours.
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[he takes a shaky, painful breath and will move whenever Larxene either lets him go or starts directing him.]
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[He gives him another shake and positions him in front of the edge, and before he has time to step over, embeds three knives right in his back.]
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