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towerofanimus2012-12-23 03:42 am
shikiller) wrote in towerofanimus2012-12-23 03:42 am
一夜
Characters: Shiki (Tohno), Shiki (Nanaya) and anyone else!
Setting: Floor 4 hallway
Format: Either's fine!
Summary: It's never too big a disaster to take a short murder break.
Warnings: Violence. Just... Yeah.
[A blur, black in the sparse lighting, impedes passage into one of the hallways. Retreating into a nearby wall, he looks at his prey with eyes not yet satiated. This isn't enough... but it's a hell of a lot more than he thought he'd get. It's not in Nanaya's nature to retreat, of course. This isn't a measure of cowardice, but simply a way to maximize his pleasure. Having Shiki actually fight back is an occasion to be savored.]
Scary. You really have been through the wringer, haven't you, Shiki?
[A rhetorical question, of course. Nanaya knows everything his counterpart has experienced. At least up until the moment he arrived at the tower. To have a place filled with so many people willing to lunge at you - grant the signature that nullifies that bothersome social contract the murderer's never cared for... It's more than he could ever ask for.]
Don't tell me you're not having fun.
[There's a grunt from the other male as he threw his left hand up, the knife parrying the blow from what seemed to be his twin in a first glance; considering his worsening cold and the strange flashes of seeing the lines of death even with his glasses on was starting to wear him down.]
Damn it, I don't really have the time for this!
[Of all things for this tower to bring in addition to his future self, it had to be this guy from all the mess he just went through earlier that month. As if having to deal with a crazy refugee spot for a tower wasn't enough already...!]
Why not? After all, this could be another fever dream of yours. Could you really call it the first time?
[The question sounds manic, mocking, but that could very well be attributed to the nearly-invisible flurry of attacks Nanaya's dealing. The fact that Shiki has survived this long says something about his training. He could get stronger in time, but Nanaya's not one for patience. The brief interlude by which he says this is interrupted by him appearing behind Shiki, almost before the mental afterimage he may have from believing he's there is gone in the first place. A slice at the neck.]
If so, why turn this into a nightmare? Sleeping's for resting, isn't it?
[Several of the blows punched through, tearing at his clothes and skin as he was completely pushed back. Seeing that Shiki Tohno was fighting to protect himself rather than to kill the one in front of him, it was pretty clear when he was taken by surprise when he reached out with his left hand, aiming to deal a stab to push his look-a-like away, only to feel the rush of the wind as he went through the afterimage.
...! Damn it, there's not enough time to completely dodge the killing intent from the back-!]
HAAAAH!
[With a yell, he turned- raising his right hand instinctively as the slash ripped through his sleeves as if it was air, while his left hand was raised in an uppercut motion, aimed to push the other male back. It connects, and succeeds in making him grunt as he's driven back a few steps, if not much else. Nanaya looks at Shiki with a half-congratulating gaze, eager to continue this dance until one of them falls. A lack of interruption will bring that conclusion sooner rather than later.]
(Note: Sure enough, Nanaya Shiki has arrived at the tower. Anyone is free to speak to either of them, although Shiki's liable to escape Nanaya's line of sight if he's distracted, and attacking Shiki may result in Nanaya being all too welcoming of new additions. It's not a safe situation.)
Setting: Floor 4 hallway
Format: Either's fine!
Summary: It's never too big a disaster to take a short murder break.
Warnings: Violence. Just... Yeah.
[A blur, black in the sparse lighting, impedes passage into one of the hallways. Retreating into a nearby wall, he looks at his prey with eyes not yet satiated. This isn't enough... but it's a hell of a lot more than he thought he'd get. It's not in Nanaya's nature to retreat, of course. This isn't a measure of cowardice, but simply a way to maximize his pleasure. Having Shiki actually fight back is an occasion to be savored.]
Scary. You really have been through the wringer, haven't you, Shiki?
[A rhetorical question, of course. Nanaya knows everything his counterpart has experienced. At least up until the moment he arrived at the tower. To have a place filled with so many people willing to lunge at you - grant the signature that nullifies that bothersome social contract the murderer's never cared for... It's more than he could ever ask for.]
Don't tell me you're not having fun.
[There's a grunt from the other male as he threw his left hand up, the knife parrying the blow from what seemed to be his twin in a first glance; considering his worsening cold and the strange flashes of seeing the lines of death even with his glasses on was starting to wear him down.]
Damn it, I don't really have the time for this!
[Of all things for this tower to bring in addition to his future self, it had to be this guy from all the mess he just went through earlier that month. As if having to deal with a crazy refugee spot for a tower wasn't enough already...!]
Why not? After all, this could be another fever dream of yours. Could you really call it the first time?
[The question sounds manic, mocking, but that could very well be attributed to the nearly-invisible flurry of attacks Nanaya's dealing. The fact that Shiki has survived this long says something about his training. He could get stronger in time, but Nanaya's not one for patience. The brief interlude by which he says this is interrupted by him appearing behind Shiki, almost before the mental afterimage he may have from believing he's there is gone in the first place. A slice at the neck.]
If so, why turn this into a nightmare? Sleeping's for resting, isn't it?
[Several of the blows punched through, tearing at his clothes and skin as he was completely pushed back. Seeing that Shiki Tohno was fighting to protect himself rather than to kill the one in front of him, it was pretty clear when he was taken by surprise when he reached out with his left hand, aiming to deal a stab to push his look-a-like away, only to feel the rush of the wind as he went through the afterimage.
...! Damn it, there's not enough time to completely dodge the killing intent from the back-!]
HAAAAH!
[With a yell, he turned- raising his right hand instinctively as the slash ripped through his sleeves as if it was air, while his left hand was raised in an uppercut motion, aimed to push the other male back. It connects, and succeeds in making him grunt as he's driven back a few steps, if not much else. Nanaya looks at Shiki with a half-congratulating gaze, eager to continue this dance until one of them falls. A lack of interruption will bring that conclusion sooner rather than later.]
(Note: Sure enough, Nanaya Shiki has arrived at the tower. Anyone is free to speak to either of them, although Shiki's liable to escape Nanaya's line of sight if he's distracted, and attacking Shiki may result in Nanaya being all too welcoming of new additions. It's not a safe situation.)
Nanaya, you stupid idiot.
[Either he gets a consolation kill, or gets the fight of his life. Win-win.]
[Nanaya jumps towards the ceiling, immediately launching himself from it in such a way that he's able to use both momentum and gravity to his advantage, all with the very simple purpose of delivering a stab at this new Shiki, albeit one faster than sound.]
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But his instincts always worked to ward himself from danger, which was what happened. His knife appeared in his right hand, cloak being slightly pushed out of the way as it moved to deflect the stab.
At the same time, the left side of his cloak opened up and a small sword flashed out of its sheath. There were no lines of death to strike since his eyes were still covered but a sword is a sword, the strike coming in from a backhanded slash from his left hand.]
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[To someone as well-trained as Nanaya, it is obvious that the attacks are not unconventional. They are very much capable of killing on their own. Much more efficient. This Shiki is not using the ability Nanaya's grown so used to witnessing.]
[Nanaya directs a kick at Satsujinki's chest, not all that strongly, since it's more of a means to put some distance between them so he can reassess the situation. This Shiki has really proven much more skilled in a single second. Good.]
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Are you going to back off or am I going to have to get serious?