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[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.

[that puts some more life back into her for a moment, because thinking of her parents is sad on the best of days because she misses them, but this just proves that Larxene is a big stupid dumb idiot.]

Of course they warned me, but it d-doesn't mean I can do anything! I can't fight like they can, I don't know enough y-yet! I'm better at fighting in video games than I am in real life!

[He gives her a flat, unimpressed look. You're not very interesting, Inaya. If it weren't for her connections, there would be no value or fun to this at all. So he steps forward to grab her roughly by her hair.]

[then her parents have done their job with teaching her what to do in this situation. not that it's going to save her, but w/e. when he does that, she reaches up to try and grab his wrist, squirming in pain and to try to escape somehow.]

No! Put me down!

No.

[He shakes her violently. He's smaller framed than either of her parents, built for speed more than anything, but he's still strong.]

I'm going to cut your disgusting little ears off and send them to your parents as a gift. You should be thanking me. They're an eyesore.

[she thrashes wildly and tries to kick him or elbow him or something, something to save herself, her own sort of Light shield flickering piecemeal around her, barely visible. she's crying again, because even though she knows he's insane and carefully calculates everything to hurt whoever he's playing with, it still hurts when he says that, all of it.]

[That's not going to wooork~ He doesn't like pain, but he's been through far worse. Because of her parents, even! But here we have a change of plans.]

I bet you've felt that way before. How much easier your life would be, how much more convenient if you were normal. But you're not, princess. You're a freak. Your precious family might love you, but everyone else can see it with their own eyes. You're just her to them. The girl with the ears. And I can tell you now that we've had our little chat that that's all you're good for.

[He dismisses all but one of his knives, and reaches up quickly to grab her painfully by one ear.]

[that makes her scream properly again, in pain and anger, and aim for more sensitive bits, like feet and gut and chin. if he's of slighter build than her parents, hopefully that means his head is at a good level for her to at least crack him in the jaw with her skull or something.]

[He's fairly short enough, it's true. And it works, too, to send a spike of pain up through his jaw and face. It also works to piss him off enough to send a jolt of electricity into her through her ears.]

[yeah, well. at this point it's better if he gets pissed off and just does something already rather than dicking around and taunting her endlessly. shocking her like that gets a sharp scream out of her and leaves her twitching and dazed, but she's still struggling feebly.]

[But he likes taunting people, gosh. Don't worry, he's getting more to the fun now that she's gone and made him angry like that, yanking her up against the wall by her hair. Once he has her there, he pins her there by his arm up against her throat, forcing her head up high.]

I hope your parents realize what a little bitch they've raised.

[she chokes a little and wraps her hands around his arm, trying to push it back even a millimeter. regardless, she manages to gasp out:]

They'll be... proud of me...

[~~she will also go for the groin with her knee, because it's there and there's not much else she CAN do. P:~~]

[Well. She's going to get a knife embedded in one ear for her efforts. Also because he knows what she says is true, and it disgusts him.]

[if there was anyone left in the building or even immediately outside who wasn't aware of some shit going down, they'll know now, because that scream she let out probably carried pretty far. it hurts more than anything she's ever felt, more than anything she can think of; not that she's able to think anymore. she's incoherent and flailing as hard as she can, blindly through the agonizing pain, trying to hit any part of Larx to just make him stop.]

[He doesn't seem to care, having backed off several feet from the attack on his groin to recover. Now he's dodging any particularly high (or particularly low) hits to jam his knuckles in the middle of her chest, electricity pumping through her. He's going to at least partially fry the fur on her ears, and some of her hair.]

[he does remember that regular people have hearts there, right? and if he does too much of that there won't be anything of her to be found, because she will have died and vanished already. as it is, the scream gets cut off abruptly with a stunned sort of gasp, and then she's convulsing on the electrical current. she'll go relatively limp when it stops, and cough a little.]

[Yes, but he's pissed off, and doesn't care. He can always catch her again if he really wants to. There's no way to completely cut yourself off from the bad guys in this place. There never will be! But don't worry, he knows what he's doing, and he's not going to kill her. He wants this pain to last. When he's satisfied for now he steps back, sneering at her. One hand comes up to cup her chin.]

[she struggles to make her eyes focus on him, and to make her whole body stop twitching. if he didn't have a grip on her she'd probably be tilting slowly to one side.]

Wh... why...

[And the knife pinned to the elevator wall through her ear, hmm? Speaking of knives, he's pulling them back, pressing them up against her throat. He leans very close. Close enough to kiss her, if he wanted to. Good thing he doesn't.]

Because I want you and everyone you love to suffer.

[she would bite him. :E also if she was tired enough, she would probably just collapse, regardless of the ear, which is bleeding profusely all down the side of her head and neck and isn't helping with her dazed state. she'd love to give him some scathing rejoinder, but it's too hard to speak right now, and she hears something that sounds a bit like a Tank coming closer, but without the roaring. someone seems to be forcibly bashing through the outer doors into the elevator shaft on the floor above them. Axel's here, and his anger is practically a palpable force preceding him. if he wanted to trap Larxene, it would've been too easy, but that's not what he wants right now. he just wants Larx away from his daughter.]

[Larxene: Abscond the fuck out of there.

Again, he's crazy, not stupid. He doesn't know how Axel found them, but he's here now, and Larx knows that if Axel did get his hands on him, he wouldn't kill him. He has experience with that in the past, likely several times over. So he gives Inaya one more nasty look and disappears in a portal, taking his knives with him. He'll be hopping rapidly through the dark corridors and worlds around the dressing room before he ever settles. He is not getting caught.]

[Inaya bursts into tears of relief almost immediately and slumps slowly to the floor, reaching with a shaking hand to touch her mangled ear and crying even harder when she pulls it away and sees how much blood there is.

above her, Axel gets the doors open and drops down to the top of the elevator car, and then quickly swings down through the access hatch, landing beside Inaya. it doesn't matter that they're from different timelines, and that he's only ever seen and been fiercely protective of the toddler version he gave birth to; this is still his daughter, his flesh and blood, and he sits right down on the floor of the elevator beside her and gathers her gently into his arms, pressing his own hands to her ear for some light healing to help until Kai gets there. Inaya latches onto him and clings, and proceeds to get his shirt really soggy. at least when Aden arrives, the level of terror in the air should be dropping pretty rapidly.]

[with luck, no one will be terribly startled when the elevator groans to life and starts heading down at its normal speed shortly after Axel arrives! it stops on the first floor, unless someone did something stupid like hit the emergency stop. the doors will open to reveal Kai, having already placed his bag of supplies down on the floor. his expression is steely, though it softens slightly at the sight of Inaya.]

Bring her here, with all Larxene did the elevator's probably not entirely safe to stay inside.

[Aden's there too, hands at his sides, working at emotionless. He's worried, that much can be seen in everything about him, and his expression tightens when he sees Inaya, sees and smells the blood and scent of charred flesh. It's much easier to deal with than her fear. It doesn't matter if Axel and Kai are both there now, if she's calming down or whatever. She was terrified, and it's not completely gone. He's keeping a good fifteen feet of distance between them.]