Tohru Adachi (
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animus_network2012-12-12 05:07 pm
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[ Yeah, as if he believes the note he received when waking up. ] when they said i'd be transferring, i didn't think it would be into a themed prison. this is screwed up. [ But it's weird how, despite being in s strange tower with a strange atmosphere and even stranger people walking around in collars and tight clothes, he's got enough freedom to post to a network of all things. ]
[ For those who want action, you can find Adachi in the cafeteria. Just... looking at his oatmeal. And yes, he's taken from straight post-true-ending, which means he's in a prison's uniform and looking a bit more ragged and perhaps thinner than usual. ]
[ For those who want action, you can find Adachi in the cafeteria. Just... looking at his oatmeal. And yes, he's taken from straight post-true-ending, which means he's in a prison's uniform and looking a bit more ragged and perhaps thinner than usual. ]
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She'll even give you a passing smirk before ducking into the kitchen to see if there's anything resembling tea to work with.]
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He knows you're doing this on purpose.
You're just baiting him.
And he really can't resist, not with the foul mood that had suddenly overcame him when the attendant first walked into the cafeteria. Silently Adachi gets out from his sea, oatmeal forgotten. He doesn't even know why he wants to pursue her at this moment; he's certainly not in any shape, just out of prison. After his talk with Yu, he's not sure what he even wants from her anymore. Closure, perhaps? Whatever the case, he follows her into the kitchen, absent midenly grabbing a knife from off a counter just in case and hiding it within his uniform. Not like it would matter much, but it felt more secure to have a weapon on hand. ]
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Still, he'll find her disappointed that there's no tea, instead getting some water. She has noticed him, and she'll be smirking--not that he can see with her back to him.]
Can I help you?
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Her apparent ordinary appearance at this moment doesn't do much to dim his passive rage ] Yeah. How about a handshake.
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[Immediately, her voice changes. From the easy-going masculine voice to something more suited to a goddess. She even turns to him.]
I'm quite flattered.
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Perhaps. That depends. Are you?
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[Oh, she knows they didn't.]
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You were hardly a puppet. I granted you power. What you did was entirely your own doing--and, of course, undoing.
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[She's taking it in stride.]
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I know you much better than you realize, Adachi Tohru.
[Is it getting colder in here?]
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Do you know mythology well?
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[As she speaks, for a few brief moments... Her flesh begins to rot away.]
I am Izanami.
[And then it's gone, just as fast as it came.]
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...So how are those maggots treating you?
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[By the way, Adachi. Just so you don't run? ...Well, there's what feels like a tug on your pants leg. Then another, then another. When you look down? There's red, skeletal hands holding the material.]
Did you enjoy the power I gave you, then? Was it all worth it?
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[ But that smirk is soon gone as he feels the tug around his ankles. Whoa there, skeleton hands. He grimaces at first, but hey, he'll smile through that anyways because you know what? He's getting somewhere with her. He's touched a nerve-- enough for her to react violently already. ] Haah, and we were having a civil conversation here.
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You didn't answer my question, Adachi.
[She's being perfectly civil. Believe her, you'd be hurting if she weren't.]
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[That's the question, isn't it?]
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not here, whee shadow journals.