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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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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!

That bastard Togami made it look like that girl did it, you show up before everybody figured it out or what?

[Most people might be glad to have that mistake made and want to keep it that way, but because Mondo feels badly, he can't let anyone else take the blame.]

Fujisaki just wanted me to help him, but I-shit, you saw it, right?! I killed him...!

Of course I saw, I saw everything that went on in the school at that time! And the one I saw murder Chihiro Fujisaki was Genocider Syo.

I am certain of this, I would not have wasted any chance to punish you.

That don't make sense! I got executed for killing Fujisaki 'cause I did!!

Aaaah, did you hit your head, Oowada-kun?

[He makes a face. This nonsense has gone on far too long, he's getting impatient.]

Enough of this. I have better things to be doing, I can't spend too much time playing with you if I'm to meet up with that other Ishimaru you're so fond of!

You think I'm gonna let that kid know about you?! There's no fucking way!

[And this time he swings the axe at Ishimaru, aiming for his arm - because while he can't exactly hurt someone who looks like his friend, he can do enough to disarm him at least, right? He's a threat after all, so leaving him be could be as good as getting people like the real Ishimaru killed.]

[As far as brute strength goes, Mondo probably has the upper hand. However, his way of fighting wasn't trained, it'd been learned through experience.

Ishimaru had the advantage of strategy over him. Flat-out blocking Mondo's strike wouldn't end well for him, so instead he redirects the blow, as it glances off his sword and to the side, using Mondo's strength against him. He turns slightly as he does so, and uses that spin to deliver a roundhouse kick at Mondo's side.]

I'm afraid you're not going to get any say in the matter!

[He stumbles thanks to that kick, but quickly pulls himself back up.]

Aah, 'least you're not a bad fight, but still can't match Kyoudai.

[He better recover fast, because Monomaru is quick to take advantage of him being off balance, aiming a strike at his shoulder.]

Is that so? Perhaps I'll have to test that when I meet with him!

[Mondo ducks, aiming to come back up with a headbutt to Ishimaru's stomach.]

Like I'll let you get near, bastard!

[Now it's here where street fighting has an advantage over Ishimaru's polished form, as he wasn't expecting that, and falls over backwards. The blow to his stomach and the fall had knocked the wind out of him, though he still had managed to keep a firm grip on his sword.]

[Completely ignoring the sword, Mondo quickly moves to pin him down, gripping his collar as he bends down into a good ol' yankii squat over Ishimaru's stomach.]

[All of that smug swagger that Ishimaru had moments ago seems to be gone now. He seems... honestly afraid of Mondo, actually, looking up at him, eyes wide like dinner plates.]

A-are you going to hit me, Oowada-kun?

[He bites his lip hard - he knows this isn't 'his' Ishimaru, and he's admitted to being the mastermind, who drove them to kill and executed them. But seeing that look on Ishimaru's face, with Ishimaru's face, all he can think of is that day in October when he mauled his brother, ripped out his neck despite his pleas, and much the same expression.]

[The look of hesitation on Mondo's face is great. Even knowing what he knows, he can't bring himself to hit someone who looks so much like his precious "brother." The brother he stole from him. Ishimaru uses this faltering to make his move, it's a bit of an awkward angle, but with Mondo leaning over him, he manages to sink his sword in Mondo's shoulder.]

You can't, can you? Not when I have this face. How unfortunate, seeing as I have no problems hurting you!

[Ishimaru turns his wrist, swisting the sword deeper into Mondo's shoulder. He should probably try to move away to get it out of him.]

Shit-

[Mondo flinches, a hand shooting to his shoulder immediately.]

Like hell I can't...!

[It...takes a lot of effort. But ignoring the pain shooting through his shoulder, and actually pushing deeper into it to get closer to Ishimaru, Mondo balls his opposite hand into a fist, swinging at Ishimaru's chin.]

[Ishimaru doesn't even attempt to move out of the way, not that he had much maneuverability in his current position. iT hits him hard, and he must've bit down on something, as he spits out some blood a moment later.]

That's more than I gave you credit for, Oowada-kun.

[He pulls his sword from Mondo's shoulder, twisting it again painfully as he went.]

It's too bad it would be nearly enough to win you this fight, though.

Could kill you if I wanted...! You're just lucky I ain't that kind of guy.

[He pulls back away from the sword, clamping his hand over the wound.]

Even if somebody like you deserves it.

If you don't have it in you to kill me, I'll ask you to please get off.

[He asks, calm as can be.]

I have no interest in being pinned down by someone like you.

Tch, no fucking way, you think I'm gonna let you go?

You give me that sword and I'll get up.

I don't think so. I tried asking nicely, I supposed I'll just have to make you.

[At that, Ishimaru bucks up his hips, in an attempt to throw Mondo off balance. If he's sucessful, he'll grab hold of Mondo and flip him over, off of him.

He then scrambles to get up, planting a foot on Mondo's chest before he can get up as well.]

[He hits the floor hard, but he's not about to just lie there, Ishimaru's going to have to use a lot of force to keep him down.]

Your problem's you're too into yourself!

I don't know what you mean by saying a think like that. All I'm doing is punising a deliquent who should have been punished a long time ago.

[With a resolute expression, Ishimaru raises his sword, holding it backwards so that it points down, and drives it into the meat of Mondo's thigh.]

Stop squirming around so much.

[He tenses up, immediately letting off a string of cursing under his breath. He's not unused to pain, so he doesn't make a lot of noise or thrash around, but all that swearing should be telling nonethless.]

Told you I already got punished with your messed up execution!

Edited 2013-01-08 06:02 (UTC)

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I told you I'd use this against you

oh my god no I hate you

I'm not sorry

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