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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.)
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[Satsuki may be inexperienced, but she's still a vampire. Nanaya's caught by surprise, indeed being held from his jacket, but he reacts in the fraction of a second and, in less than the blink of an eye, his school uniform has a newly-cut hole below his neck revealing his shirt, letting him go free. This results in him looking like a disheveled pastiche of the other Shiki in the room. He would have much rather taken the vampire's hand off, but he remains unwilling to use the eyes, and he is not going to risk finding out about unexpected hardiness in such an immediately dangerous situation.]
[Now accepting the new level of gravity, Nanaya does not utter a word, but simply decides to stop playing around. Dashing forward at Satsuki's right side, Nanaya puts his weight behind a kick and stab, aiming them at her leg and midsection, respectively. Blocking both may prove difficult, Nanaya's aware, and he's actually expecting this to either put some much-needed distance between them, or end the battle prematurely.]
... oh oops I forgot to track this thread FACE IN HANDS
So it's a drive to survive and bid time. Gritting her teeth, she looks up towards him with scarlet eyes, ready to dive in on him should he remain close to her. ]
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[In any case, there's vampires to be killed. Nanaya figures out that Satsuki's playing a defensive game almost immediately, but he still believes that, given a choice completely removed from circumstances on whether to attack him or not, she'd choose the former, regardless of whether he feeds the proverbial fire or not.]
[And thus, he stays at a reasonable distance from her, simply staring with that overly confident look in his eyes. He doesn't intend to let his new target escape, but there's no harm in waiting for her to create an opening. Every once in a while, he will flip his knife, reaffirming his killing intent to her.]
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Oh, but why is she thinking like this?! The thought of hurting him pains her in all the ways she thought impossible. She can't hurt him. She can't hurt him. The faint hint of blood in the air says otherwise and her mind begins to fall more into a primal state as every bit of humanity seeps out of her. All she has to do is wait for Shiki to get away and then, then she can work on eliminating him. ]
No. [ She manages to say it weakly, admitting just how torn she was on the thought of fighting him. ]