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Characters: AU!Ishimaru Kiyotaka and YOU!
Setting: room 4-18, dormitories, and the library
Format: action prefered but I can match what I'm given!
Summary: Ishimaru investigates his new surroundings and leaves an ominous note for his OU counterpart
Warnings: This Ishimaru is kind of a general walking warning label

Room 4-18, morning
[What confuses Ishimaru the most upon waking is less being in an unfamiliar place and more that he's even awake at all. He dimly recalls dying... perhaps this place was hell? When he's able to move, he gets up, surveying the room as well as himself. Spotting the letters, he skims over both. If what they say is true, perhaps he isn't dead after all? Regardless, he is dissatisfied with the jumpsuit he's currently wearing, he investigates the trunk at the foot of his bed, finding, to his relief, his usual uniform. He changes immediately, though he pauses before choosing the disciplinary committee armband rather than the "despair" one. Might was well play it safe at this point before he can investigate further. Which, after sliding his sword through his belt, and grabbing the spiral bound notebook, both found in his chest, is exactly what he sets out to do.]

Dormitories, particularly outside Room 2-04
[He starts with the immediate vicinity, walking up and down the halls of the dorms in an orderly, almost patrol-like fashion, glancing at the names printed on the doors... He spots quite a few familiar names... including a few that should have been dead long ago. He doesn't bother them yet, but he does jot down their name, roommates, and room numbers in his notebook. Even more concerning is when he reaches a door bearing his own name. Two doors down from Oowada, even. The room assignments seemed random but... Could it actually be Mukuro? He was dead, but so was Maizono and Fujisaki, and he'd seen their names on other doors as well.

He stands there for a good minute, considering his course of action. No one else would have reason to impersonate him, would they? Even so, it might be unwise to leave a note addressed as such, he might need Mukuro to stay undercover and one of his roommates might find the note before him. He makes his decision, and slides a piece of paper under the door with the simple message of;

To the one calling himself "Ishimaru Kiyotaka",
One of the residents of room 4-18 would like to speak with you.

Satisfied, he continues on his investigation.]

Library
[This continues until he reaches the library, which he is quite glad to find. Deciding he'd done enough investigation of the tower itself for one day, he allows himself to make a thorough investigation of the library itself, and one could find him with his note in various books for most of the rest of the day.]

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If it were a simple case of two people with the same name, how would it be that I know you so well, Oowada-kun?

[This is great he's having so much fun now!!! The look on Mondo's face is priceless.]

He sure as hell ain't the imposter here! Don't care if you know me, don't know you! So who d'you think you are!

[Yeah, that pickaxe? He'd let it rest against a counter, but he reaches for it, just in case.]

[He'll let him grab that, only because he doesn't actually see it as a threat.]

I already told you, I'm Kiyotaka Ishimaru. I know you're stupid, but I thought at least that much would be obvious even to someone like you.

Looks like you're the dumbass here, didn't mean it like that! How d'you know me, why d'you look like Ishimaru!!

[You know...kyoudai Ishimaru. Not crazy Ishimaru.]

I'm not sure if I can answer your questions until I have a chance to speak with this other Ishimaru!

[Since if it really is Mukuro, he might handle the situation differently.]

Ah, I can answer one of them, I suppose. I know you because you're one of my dear classmates from Hopes Peak Academy, of course.

You sure there ain't some other Mondo Oowada in whatever class you're in?

Only if you're not the Mondo Oowada who killed his older brother Daiya.

[Mondo freezes the moment he hears that - how could someone who wasn't at that trial know?]

W-what-- how'd you-?!

How did I know? I told you, you're my classmate. It would be wrong of me not to know, wouldn't it?

You got no reason to know!! Only people at that trial should've known and you're not one of them...!

Are you sure about that, Oowada-kun? After all, there was one person who was present at all the trials without you having seen their face?

[He would just pull out monobear if he had one with him, but he doesn't so hopefully Mondo can figure it out.]

Edited 2013-01-07 12:16 (UTC)

Aa?! Who're you talking about, bastard?!

[MONDO DOESN'T HAVE BRAIN POWER, ONLY MUSCLE POWER. So when he's forced to think like that, he just gets frustrated and without thinking, reaches out to grab Ishimaru by the collar.]

[The sword comes up to meet him before he can even get close. He should probably not try to bypass it if he likes not getting stabbed.]

Come now, Oowada-kun. Even a dullard like you should be able to figure it out. My role was integral to the school trial process!

[He grits his teeth, about to try to push past the sword until a small moment of good judgement hits him and keeps him from doing it.]

What're you saying, you're the bastard that locked us up?!

[Ishimaru brightens, he's so happy for you Mondo, you figured it out!]

See! I knew you could do it! Well done, Oowada-kun, it only took me practically spelling it out for you.

So what're you doing looking like Ishimaru, aa?! You wanna die, fucker?!

[Mondo's more than upset by now, for several reasons. Not so much that the person standing before him is the mastermind, but that the mastermind would dare to look like his friend, and even show up in the tower and imitate him. So, still not thinking, he reaches for Ishimaru's wrist - the one holding the sword.]

[Ishimaru takes a quick step back, a small upward flick of his wrist, which will lay a long shallow cut along Mondo's hand unless he's got some lightning fast reflexes. He settles into a loose defensive stance, both hands taking a firm grip on the hilt of the sword.]

How many times do I have to tell you? I am Ishimaru. And I recommend you don't attempt to pick a fight with me, Oowada-kun.

Bastard, not gonna let you make him look bad!!

[He hardly reacts to the cut at all, hoisting his pickaxe over his shoulder despite the grip irritating the cut, and likely opening it further.]

I'm gonna pick a fight if I damn well please!

[Ishimaru adjusts his footing, a wry smile on his face.]

You know, I've always hated you, Oowada-kun. The only reason you managed to survive my little game is because I let you live for Mukuro onii-san's sake.

I can't kill you yet, but if you insist on a fight, I'd be happy to put you in your place.

The fuck're you going on about now, huh?! You call that butter shit surviving?!

[This throws him off a bit. What an odd thing to say!]

Butter? I'm not sure what you're referring to.

Quit playing dumb! That execution your idea of a joke, aa?!

Execution? But Oowada-kun, you didn't kill anyone! It was truly regrettable that I wasn't able to kill such a horrible rule-breaker as youself!

You hit your head or something, dumbass?! Fujisaki! Fucking motorcycle cage!

[Ishimaru actually laughs out loud.]

But it was that disgusting Genocider Syo that killed Fujisaki-kun!

[He seems to consider it for a moment though.]

Ahaha.... But how despair-inducing that would be... Killing one of you best friends, one who looked up to you, how despicable that would be, Oowada-kun!