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19 Star Ball || Piccolo

[Piccolo stalked through the halls. His demenor far different then usual. I wicked grin was plastered on his face and he was unnaturally calm (for him anyway), his arms were folded neatly behind his back. His cape and turban had been discarded and the way he walked through the halls was closer to proweling and quite unlike the brisk pace he usually kept. It was almost like he was hunting for something. Daring anyone to cross his path.

occasionally he'll rake his claws along the wall and cackle, reveling in the destruction, even if it's only minor. He's biding his time before he really decides to get started.]

((OOC:Piccolo has made a temporary regression to his mind as Piccolo Daimao. He's pretty much having another tantrum, only he's more than a bit more dangerous. So approach at your own risk, and have an escape plan!))

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[In all actuality, Elphaba hadn't gone very far from Piccolo's room. She'd just needed to be alone, so she'd spent the last 20 minutes in one of the stalls in the bathroom, trying to clear her head but not succeeding too well. Suddenly restless, she'd gone to head back to her own room, hoping to lose herself in some inane activity or sleep the past hour away.

As she climbed the stairs, she stopped as she reached the top, hearing some kind of crazed laughter. More than a little curious, she followed the sound round the next corner, only to literally bump into the one person she didn't want to see.

At first, she didn't notice the subtle differences in his behaviour, as she kept her eyes downcast, going to move past him]

..Excuse me..

Edited 2011-01-03 00:57 (UTC)

[Piccolo snarls and raises his arm effectively backhanding her into the wall. Seeing her crash makes him chuckle]

You're excused human.

[She didn't see him raise his hand, and therefore put up no defence against it, as if she could anyway. Because it all happened so fast, she didn't feel anything until her head cracked against the wall. Doubling over into an even smaller heap on the floor, Elphaba cradles her head as she glares up him]

What's your problem..?!

[he cackles]

My problem?

[He grabs the front of her dress and pulls her up, slamming her against the wall before he leans in close to her ear]

you wanted to see I monster didn't you? Well here I am. Darling.

[He chuckles before placing a kiss by her ear mockingly. Then without warning whips around and throws her into the ajacent wall]

Edited 2011-01-03 02:39 (UTC)

[Being lifted up suddenly making her feel nauseous and weak. The world started to spin as she visibly shrinks away from him. One thing she was now very aware of was the fact that this wasn't the Piccolo she was used to..so, did this explain the whole thing with Tom?

When she's thrown again, the thought quite literally gets knocked out of her as she hits the wall with a pained yell. At first, she can't move, the shock and the pain and the emotion a little too overwhelming.

Now she felt awful. Not only because she was being tossed around like a rag doll, but everything she'd said to him before..if she'd known it was something like this, that he couldn't help it, she never would have said those things..

Sitting up gingerly, Elphaba ensure's one arm's wrapped around her abdomen as if protecting her ribs from any further damage]

[Piccolo slowly glides over to her, pausing for just a moment to revel in the agony of this little human. It had been so long since he's been able to have such fun.

He then reaches down and grabs her by the hair, pulling so that she's forced to stand up.]

Well my dear, it has been a pleasure. It truly has, I'm afraid now it's time for us to part... well... time for you to part anyway.

[He rears his hand back claws extended, he aims for her face and thrusts his fist forward. There's a crack, but it's not from any part of Elphie, no, it's the wall next to her head. The grip on her hair is loosened and the hand that was holing it seems to be trembling a bit. Piccolo's face is contorted like something's hurting him. slowly he pulls his hand out of the wall and brings it to his head as he stumbles backwards]

Well... would you look at that. It appears that if I try to kill you, he'll try to take over again... it seems he cares about you quite a bit. It's disgusting.

[Her hands instantly go to his, trying to lessen his grip as her scalp started to burn from where he was pulling. However, what he says very much distracts her, her eyes widening as she tries to struggle free. There was no way she was going to die, she couldn't..but, in the seconds before he strikes, she wrenches her eyes shut and waits for the inevitable.

When the wall cracks and craters, she flinches, but when she realises she's still breathing the same shallow, terrified breaths, her eyes dare to open again. As soon as he lets go of her hair she stumbles away from him, the pain in her chest only worse than before. She couldn't remember being this scared, and worse still, scared of him..

She found she couldn't speak, and even if she could she wouldn't know what to say. There was nothing she could say that would make this Piccolo leave and let her Piccolo resuface]

[In person] oHEEEY Daimao~♥

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