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those unexposed criminals can't deceive me;
[It felt like he'd gone through these files a hundred times. Fukawa Touko...no, Genocider Syo, had finally revealed herself, but it all felt so empty. The trial had been entertaining for a while, but by the time it turned into some ridiculous sob story about promises Togami had lost all interest.
Not wanting to put up with everyone else's suspicious gazes and whispers - not out of self-consciousness, mind you, but out of sheer annoyance - he'd retreated to the library, where he was once again reviewing the grotesque photographs in Genocider Syo's file. He didn't have a reason to anymore, but the library had long ago run out of books written well enough for his standards. It wasn't the best way to get rid of his boredom, but it was a start.]
Not wanting to put up with everyone else's suspicious gazes and whispers - not out of self-consciousness, mind you, but out of sheer annoyance - he'd retreated to the library, where he was once again reviewing the grotesque photographs in Genocider Syo's file. He didn't have a reason to anymore, but the library had long ago run out of books written well enough for his standards. It wasn't the best way to get rid of his boredom, but it was a start.]
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tsk tsk, touko certainly haaaaad been busy, not making any friends at all! she'd gotten so many doors slammed in her face she'd thought her head might have rolled right off, riiiiight into the gutter, gee hee.
not that it was ever far away.there's someone in particular she's looking for, waiting to lock her sights on like an auto targeted missile. ready, aim, click, and boom! right into his heart. or his lungs, his liver, his spleen. to-may-toe, to-mah-toe, they all go squish and bleed nice and juicy anyway.
she finds her prize in the last place she looks, the library.
he's pretty and the pretty ones were always her weakness. what a babe, his scowl will leave such dark frown lines around his lips, gee hee hee, not that he'll have long to worry about that if she has her say. he's looking at something and creeping up behind him she sees.
letting out a delighted squeal, oh! she just can't help herself!]
My finest works of art, all done with loooooove, do you like them?
OH NO WHY DID YOU MAKE ME USE THIS ICON FIRST I JUST?!?!?!?!?!? also 1/2
A look over his shoulder confirms it. He's not dealing with Fukawa right now. Fukawa doesn't have that disgusting gleam in her eyes (not that her eyes aren't disgusting, just like the rest of her, but there are clearly defined grades of filth).]
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I'll admit they're interesting to look at, but that doesn't make them art.
oh togami *you will learn* 1/3
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3/3
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You're wasting my time. If you have a point, get to it quickly. If you don't, then leave.
[He's already fully aware of Syo's penchant for killing men she likes; she said as much in the trial, after all. If anything, she's outright telling him she wants to kill him.
...However, he's Togami Byakuya. And so, he is completely convinced he's getting out of this encounter alive. Syo's behavior is certainly disturbing, but the one thing he isn't right now is scared.]
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desire, passion, lust, it's all apart of her being and she's feeling it right now, has to grin at his words.]
I've got plenty of points, which one do you want~?
[out come the scissors, glistening happily under the library lights]
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...You aren't going to do it.
[There's a certain air of finality to his words, and underneath that is a quiet kind of anger. She'd boasted so much about how proud she was of her method. If she killed him here...no, if she killed him at all, the trial would be over before it began.
He's so focused on shutting Syo down that he hasn't really considered the possibility of being messed with, though. So there's that.]
i'm so happy right now you have no idea 1/2
but then again.
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her face changes instantly, eyes lighting up in glee.
she may be on lockdown in here but in her mind, the possibilitiiiies are endless.]
What a naughty boooooy~ You think I'm going to skip straight to the good part! It's always better when there's a build up, bodies sweating, chests heaving, panting, aaaah, I want to see those perfect pink lips fall open and never close.
[with finesse and control, the tips of her scissors swing out and press up into his bottom lip.]
this thread is literally perfect tbh
In other words, as long as he doesn't die, she can do whatever she wants.
He doesn't respond verbally, but if looks could kill, Naegi Makoto would find himself with an extremely difficult murder to solve.]
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What a bad boy! Looking at me like that, do you haaaaaaate me? Do you want to kiiiiill me? Take your hate and impale me, shove it deep deep inside until I can't take it anymore, geeheehaahee?!!
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he'd be like ????????????????]
That's -- you...
2/3 i lied
3/3
[This is sort of a lie, and it will rapidly become more and more of a lie the longer this thread goes on.]
shit's about to get real
want
them
more.]
You say such nasty things but you won't make me blush! Your coy, acidic words are just the appetizer and with my scissors I'll deliver the main course! Buuuut since this place puts a ban on dessert I guess that means I'm on a diet from here on out.
[she withdraws the scissors from beneath his lip, eases back, and... gently smiles?]
it's a good thing i lost the capacity to feel bad for my characters a long time ago
wow she has no idea how ~fine dining~ works there are more than three courses what a fucking peasantI MEAN
As much as Togami would like to relax, he can't. Not while she's in the same room. Maybe not even while she's in the same building. Her words and her actions aren't matching up, and with someone as clearly unstable as Genocider Syo he has no idea what she's going to do next.
...Though, honestly, he'd probably have no idea what she'd do next even if what she said and what she did matched up perfectly.]
If you're conceding that, do yourself and everyone else a favor and stop eating altogether.
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A favor? I'll do you one better!!
[she throws her scissors towards him like a projectile weapon, they go shooting past his face, metal nicking him in the shoulder before imbedding themselves into the table.
get up, byakuya-sama.]
WOW RUDE DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW MUCH THAT SUIT COST
But Togami is not anyone else.
He stands forcefully, nearly knocking the chair over, and fixes a furious gaze on Syo, clenching his fist so hard his knuckles turn white.
If the scissors sticking out of the table hadn't been held by such a filthy person, he'd consider picking them up. He probably wouldn't kill her, of course - given the recent events, he'd be the prime suspect from the beginning, and it would be a rather boring development.
But all that was a moot point anyway, since he refused to touch anything she had. The scissors were out of the question, but he still needed to punish her somehow. She made him bleed, and no one makes Togami bleed
his own blood.]WOW RUDE SHE JUST WANTS TO KILL YOU
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now he's angry, those furrowed brows and gritted teeth, just perfect for a super high school level bombshell!]
There's that look again, are you going to hit me? Beat me black and blue and yellow? Turn me into salmon roe from premium fatty tuna?
[the odds of her letting this happen by the way, are z e r o.]
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...From a bystander's perspective it might look like he's lost either way, but Togami will consider this a victory not if he gets out unharmed, but if his ego does. What other people say has no effect on him; he's been raised by people who told him he was perfect, and he so fervently believes that's the case that he's an expert at dismissing those who insult him.
The only one that can injure Togami's ego is Togami himself, through stupid mistakes (the likes of which, of course, will never happen
at least not until Chapter 4) or lowering himself to anyone else's level.So his decision is easy. Hitting her would mean letting her win. Hitting her would mean she'd provoked him enough to stoop to her level. So as much as he'd like to wipe that look off her face, he instead unclenches his fist, relaxes his hand, and crosses his arms.]
...No. I'm not going to do anything.
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gee hee. it was always cute how they would squirm. writhing in paaaain. but that's neither here nor there.]
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she wants him.]
How modern of you, throwing away the rusted shackles of tradition for me. I'll do more than sweep you off your feet, I'll knock you right off!
Gyhahaha, checkmate!!
[quick as a flash she launches herself at him, using the momentum to knock him right onto the floor.]
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There's nothing to cushion him, obviously, so when he falls he falls hard. He dwarfs Syo in both height and weight, so he's fairly confident he could shove her off of him, but any sort of attempt at that is going to have to wait until his ears stop ringing from the impact between his head and the floor. It's nothing serious, but it's enough to distract him for several moments while he reorients himself.]
Ggh...!
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she dismisses the idea of undoing his belt entirely, too much time, very little pay off. she can get a good enough feel just fine and hand groping between his legs, pressing down to feel the shape, her palm and fingers tighten over his ball sack.]
1/???????????????????
2/???????????????????
3/?????????????????????????
i lost track w/e i'll let you know when i'm done
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OK I'M SORRY I'LL STOP NOW
you still get the same icon thoughFor the first time in his life, Togami Byakuya is struck utterly speechless.]
HOW DO YOU LIKE THEM APPLES
Geehaaheehee!!
Loosen up darling, it's not like you were using them!
THIS THREAD IS NOW DIAMONDS
he's never even had his first kiss kyaaaaaaaaAfter
his desperate pleas to God to strike her down where she stoodhis desperate pleas to God to strike HIM downhis head literally explodeshe wishes for one brief moment he'd been equipped with the alternative gear, if you know what I meanthe initial shock subsides, Togami's pretty angry again. There's not much else he can do but talk in this situation, though.]Let go.
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his type has always been difficult, like spaghetti that refuses to bend, only break. but just like all the other noodles, keep it in hot water long enough and it'll soften, fall apart into mush. smearing itself all over your hands, your face, a messy dirty affair reserved for the most rotten of girls.
she smiles, squeezes, lets her weight fall onto his stomach.]
You think you know the game we're playing, after sitting through hours of sunlight memorizing the rules, all the countless hopeless strategies, ignoring all the shadows in the corner of your eyes.
Now it's time to learn how to play in the dark, my darling.
WOW I'M????? SO LATE???????????
...Is what most people would believe, but this particular Togami feels differently. He believes that if someone shines brightly enough, it's possible to never see a smudge of darkness at all. (Admittedly, this is the first event to make him question that belief.)]
I have no interest in playing any games with sub-human filth like you, nor am I interested in doing anything your way. If you really want me to notice you, the best thing you can do is just die.
I REGRET NOTHING
Gyahah, you think that matters?
When what I really want, your blood all over the floor, the walls, splattered all over the glass windows - so hot and diiirty a june bride would bluuush! - but if I can't get at your insides, your outsides will have to do.
[squeeeeze.]
Are you this firm everywhere, Byakuya-sama~?
togami-senpai will never notice you, syo
Why don't you ask me that again when I've got my hands firmly around your neck.
[Shit.]
SURPRISE
well, no. not quite. in an ideal world, she'd be licking his blood off her scissors and carving in another count on her thigh. gee hee, it's a sweet image, along with the rest.]
Only if your face is trapped between my legs, darling!
what a romantic thread this is
If only...she didn't have his twins in a vicegrip...if only she weren't completely disgusting sub-human trash...he'd have her throat in his hands right now. But as it is, not only is she not worth the effort, the Togami family jewels aren't worth the risk, so there is quite literally nothing he can do to retaliate as far as he can see. He's between a rock and a hard place.
Or a serial killer and a hard place, as it were.]
Disgusting.
[He puts every ounce of contempt he can muster into his single-word reply, enough to make Naegi Makoto feel like he'd done something wrong just by existing in the same room as Togami Byakuya.
Syo is, of course, not Naegi Makoto, but he's still underestimating her. It's a habit that's hard to break.]