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Characters: Izanami and Adachi
Setting: Floor Twenty
Format: I'll match, Steve
Summary: Some time after this thread, Izanami and Adachi have a little... Chat...
Warnings: Izanami being creepy towards Adachi. Adachi being himself.

[Izanami rarely actually goes looking for people in the Tower. But today, she is. And today, she'll find him. Because when she wants to find someone, she will stop at nothing. Which is why she's so pleased when she finds him. She's not entirely sure why he's on an empty floor, but he's here and that's what matters. For all she knows, he's using the staircases to go up or down. Either way, she'll approach him--in the form of the goddess, this time.]

Adachi-san. I've been looking for you.

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[If she's looking for a reaction, that's a pretty good way to get one. His nose wrinkles up in disgust and he almost immediately faces front once more.

Others knowing what they shouldn't know really isn't fun.]

Maybe I did.

[He definitely did.]

So?

[There's that mysterious smile of hers. Giving nothing away, but always holding the promise of secrets.]

Then you know the future you face.

[She'll quickly close the space then, standing just before him. It's rude, after all, to talk at such a distance now that he's facing her. Granted, he might not like the chill to the air around her right now. Or the decay beginning to peek up just barely over the neckline of her kimono.]

[A slight yelp as he staggers backwards.

Nope. He's not really a fan of the chill, or the decay, or the sudden invasion of personal space.]

W-Wait a minute, that's...

[Impossible. There's no way those brats could've outsmarted him, right? But even if they had...]

No. [He straightens up, glaring at Izanami.] Even if it was my future, what does it matter now?

[Yes, Adachi. They did. They not only outsmarted you, they hit you hard. Just like they did her. She smiles, still, as he goes on to say that. Red, skeletal hands grab onto his pants legs--though it's to keep him from accidentally backing up off the edge of the building, should he try to continue. She takes a step closer, keeping that distance closed, and reaches up. The decay has retreated again, and she seems like she's about to cup his face...

Except then her fingers are loosely at his neck. Not strangling, but enough he should get the point as to why, exactly, she's interested in this topic.]

It matters quite a bit to me, Adachi-san.

[Man, Izanami, you really know how to break the ice. Adachi isn't moving backwards, not anymore, but now he's squirming like crazy and trying to keep those fingers as far away from his Adam's Apple as he can.

Not a whole lot of success there.

The next question is blurted out:]

W-Why's that?

[That earns a low but gentle laugh. She smiles up at him, and he'll now be aware that the hand is now skeletal and red, the decay once more creeping up into her features--much more visibly this time.]

Because, Adachi-san. You didn't think you got your powers free of charge, did you?

[A sudden chill stabs through Adachi; Izanami may as well be holding the knife.]

Wh-What the hell is that supposed to mean?! You're not gonna---

[Oh god, it's getting worse. Everything's getting worse. He's straight-up flinching, trying to pull back as far as he can. Get away. Get away get away get away.]

You belong to me, Adachi Tohru.

[Momentarily, her bony grip will tighten. Still not enough to actually strangle, but still not as loose as it was before. There are more of those hands clawing at him now, slowly reaching further and further up his body. It's probably very cold right now.]

[Ice cold. And at her words, he freezes.]

Is that all I'm supposed to be? Just some stupid puppet of yours?

[That's why she gave him that power to begin with, wasn't it? He was nothing more than a pawn in her game, same as Narukami and Namatame. Losing said game was his fate. His destiny.

No.

Adachi bares his teeth as Magatsu-Izanagi slowly pulses through the back of his mind.

Screw destiny. He's dealt with enough shit in his life without having to take any of this. He forces the word out of him:]

Bullshit.

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Hardly a puppet. You're more like a representative. I merely awakened your power. Everything you did was of your own will.

[It's amusing, seeing him fight back. Because he doesn't stand a chance--not against the one who gave him the power in the first place, not against a death goddess.

She can feel that pulse this close, faint as it is to her. And she almost wants to dare him to call forth that which she awakened in him.]

However, Yomi is my realm, and all that die belong there--and thus to me. You're a dead man walking, are you not?

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