40, 000 men and women every day;

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

[That normally smiling face? It's been replaced with an oddly detached, cruel expression. His black eye seems to be swiveling around more than usual, surveying the people coldly. This  probably wouldn't be happening if he had just listened to daddy and left the eye patch on~]

Anyone who touches this body might wake up missing an arm or two. Or we could play around and see how many appendages you can afford to lose before dying.

[so does he have MPD, bipolar disorder, or is there something darker to this personality change? Who knows. Comments will come in the morning]

Comments

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(eek. she wasn't planning anything, but she's still frightened.)

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

[just... smiles at her]

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(she backs up, scared. there's something wrong with this Roxas...)

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

[and that smile turns a lot brighter, and he looks at her curiously]

Hi, ma'am. Are you okay?

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(she stares)

Bu-but you j-just...

(CONFUSED)

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

I just what, ma'am?

[he looks at her, confused]

Are you all right? Are you sick?

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(she's not so sure, now)

I-I think so...

(of course, the cast on her left arm may say something different, even though she is fine now)

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

How'd you get hurt, ma'am?

[his black eye seems to be surveying the arm with a lot more intensity]

It must've hurt. I don't like getting hurt.

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(she doesn't want to tell someone his age that her husband, Marluxia, broke her arm...on purpose...)

I broke it while I was moving stuff with a friend of mine.
I don't like getting hurt, either.

(this is deeper than it must sound to him. she's referring to how her husband hurts her)

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

You should be careful, ma'am.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Well, aren't you a vicious kid?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Only to those who an~noy me.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Annoy? Mm, how would that be.

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Asking so many questions for one. And anyone who touches this body with the intention of harming it.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

What about with the intention of just playing?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Depends on what kind of playing you plan to do, mister.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

[smirk]

None, you're too young.

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Good. I wouldn't want to hand this body over to a pervert.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

So there are two of you.

Who're you?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

I~ dunno~ Whatever they put inside of him.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

When he got stabbed?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Pssh, he didn't get stabbed. More like cut up lots and lots but I healed the wounds and didn't even leave scars. Just this eye. Because it's the eye I see out of.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Wondered. It moves -- rather, you move it a lot.

Who cut little boy blondie up here?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Daddy of course. And his workers.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

[lips quirk]

Kinda figured. "Daddy" was too vague saying what he did.

[n-nope, hasn't been listening around, neeever]

Blondie here know that?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Nope. He doesn't. He just can't seem to remember~

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Odd.

Doesn't know you're here then either, right?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Doesn't have a clue. And I'm keeping it that way.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

[eyebrow up]

Why? Will it break him to learn daddy and his workers just wanted to fuck with him?

You part of a ritual?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Things just aren't worth knowing sometimes.

Nah, an experiment.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Experiment?

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

I'm simply a microorganism that needed a host.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Ah. Daddy's a wanna-be scientist then.

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Yep yep.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

How bo~ring.

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

I'm not here to amuse you.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Meant him, sweetheart~

[t-totally condescending]

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

He isn't either, dearie .

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

[shrugs, not caring]

Wh~at~ev~er~

[achromaticly.livejournal.com]

Than off with you.

[abusingly.livejournal.com]

Pff, whatever.

[goes off]