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10th illusion ||Rokudo Mukuro|| [in person]

Oh where are you my little friend? It's such a shame that you've gone and run after our little game! KUAHAHAHAHA! It's my turn now!

[Mukuro walks dawn the hall with a bit of a limp, his right foot burned from the events with Dean, though it's difficult to tell the injuries on the right side of his body it having gone completely black.His shirt is cut open and it doesn't look like he's eaten in a few days not since Dean had taken him prisoner, also the number "69" has be burned into his abdomen. There's also nasty stab wound on his right shoulder. His right eye displays the Kanji numeral 'five', though it's bloodied and irritated.

As he outright laughs he rakes his trident along the wall. Whatever pain he SHOULD be feeling is either not registering, or he simply doesn't care enough to acknowledge it.]

Come one now, lets have some GODDAMN FUN in this wretched place! Come on! Anybody! Let's see what you have!

((OOC:After the events following his torture through Dean, Mukuro has finally lost it and been let loose upon the manor. ~~just as planned~~ He's in the 5th path of hell, which makes him go just a touch crazy, put that on top of a few days of torture and you have mass murderer looking to purge the manor of EVERYTHING THAT LIVES. If you can't defend yourself properly he will either kill you or maul you and leave you for dead, so PLEASE have some sort of plan of you tag here, or contact me to see how he'd react to certain things))

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[It would be impossible not to hear the screams echoing around the hallway. Lenalee would have had ample time to choose another route and avoid the yelling lunatic if she had wanted to, but wandering around the building has gotten boring enough that she finds herself curious enough to engage him.]

[And oh he does look interesting. She smiles in greeting as she reaches him, though it does not touch her eyes.]

You look like you've seen better days.

[Mukuro snaps his head to the sound of the voice, a wicked grin plastered on his face]

Really now? You don't say...

As long as you're happy. There's nothing worse than an idle mind.

happy?

[He slams the point of his trident into the wall in front of Lenalee and looms in front of her]

What a funny choice of words...

You're grinning about something, at least.

[She decides that that is far enough, raising a hand to freeze him in the position.]

You really shouldn't be so forward, with a Noah.

[Mukuro struggles a bit against the freezing power for a moment, then just laughs]

my, what an interesting little power you have there. So what sort of vile monster are you, hm? How do you do it?

[She tilts her head at him, unused to the reaction. But his question gets a smile.]

Weren't you listening? I am Noah.

[She traces one finger along the trident embedded in the wall, almost curious.]

An odd choice of weapon.

Noah? Kufufufu I'll be sure to remember it.

[He eyes he actions, oh how he just wanted to rip her to shreds. She's had QUITE enough of being helpless and immobile for one lifetime]

You think so? I am quite fond of it...

Such high spirits.

[Her eyes rake over his injuries one by one, before she settles on pressing her thumb against the "69" burned into his abdomen.]

Though someone has not been treating you well. Do you want to tell me who?

[Mukuro's shoulders tense when she touches his abdomen. Oh how he LOATHS this treatment. Being held and touched like this girl's pathetic doll. The second he broke free she was dead. Dead like the rest of them.]

Tell you? Release me from this binding and perhaps I will consider it.

[A smile spreads across her face when he tenses, and she idly runs her fingers from his abdomen up to his chest because she can. Lenalee always loved the feeling of holding prey still as a puppet with it's strings cut, juxtaposed against how the body would try to move; flexing, tensing, inconsequential little movements that achieved nothing but betrayed everything.]

But I would be happy to hurt them for you. Wouldn't you like that?

I honestly prefer to deal with my own problems rather then let some...

[Mukuro looks over the girl, his nose wrinkling in digust and his face contorting from the obvious disapproval at what he sees ~~like a gay man judging your fashion~~]

thing deal with my affairs for me...

[That expression earns him a giggle.]

How rude...

[She digs a finger into the stab wound on his shoulder, still smiling and still resting her other hand on the burn. Continuing to touch him does not bring her any pleasure, but the fact that it obviously bothers him makes it worth while.]

Well, if that's what you want, I'll be happy to let you go in just a moment.

[He lets out a grunt from the intrusion into his injury, though his current state is dulling the pain...

... he'll sure as hell be feeling that tomorrow though...]

Then by all means dear girl, please hurry. I'm rather busy and can't

Of course. Just tell me what this is.

[Her finger pulls out of his shoulder to tap the skin by his right eye. Some distant part of her brain recognizes and understands the character, but it is not of a language that she speaks in this life.]

I'd love to know why you have it.

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Kufufufu

[the wicked smirk returns to his face at the question, oh the value he held in that eye...]

This old thing? I suppose you could call it a gift from my family.

I used to know someone with a similar gift. I wonder if yours is as talented?

[She smears her blood-covered finger over his cheek as she drops it.]

I'll take it on good faith that you will tell me all about it.

[And with that, the restriction on his movements disappears.]

[Faith... in Mukuro? Oh you silly thing you...]

Kuhahahaha!

[And the second his body is freed, he jumps back. An illusionary black doppelganger rushes at her. Should she believe this is a physical entity it will be able to make physical contact with her, if not it will simply pass through her as though it's not there]

[Lenalee lets the doppelganger meet her. While it is possible that Mukuro has the power to create physical forms, like the twins, she thinks it more likely to be a trick. One way to find out. There is a moment of waiting, and then the doppelganger passes through her, leaving her unscathed and unimpressed.]

Didn't you say that you want to do things with your own hands?

[So illusions were ineffectual. Well then, the best course of action would be a tactical retreat.]

Kufufufu, of course.

[And he sends one more apparition-like illusion at Lenalee, but this time tosses some rubble concealed within the illusion. Hopefully catching the Noah off guard long enough for him to disappear in mist]

[Lenalee remains still again, ready to accuse Mukuro of being a one-trick pony when the rubble hits her head on. She hits the wall, wincing, but not seriously harmed. Unless he had Innocence, there would be no way to kill her-- or even leave her incapacitated for long.]

I'm still waiting.

[Her attention leaves him for a moment as she straightens out her dress, assessing the damage he did.]

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[And if that wasn't the icing one the cake. His body, in all it's perfect unmarred glory just taunting him while he was cut up and damaged.It was a lie, a vicious and vile lie.

Unlike their last encounter, he's got no patience for this sort of game. He throws his trident into the wall right in front of his imposter's face, before slinking his way over, lacking his usual grace and fluidity]

Well, well, well, what do we have here?

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I would say a game that has gone too far, little pawn.

[Pawn?! This one DARED call him a PAWN?! Mukuro can't help but just throw his head back and laugh.]

KUHAHAHAHA! Oh the game is just beginning~

[He pulls the trident from the wall and slashes it at his fake, intent on destroying this mockery of his personality]

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Actually I think it's about time someone cut the strings; I never have liked puppet-shows.

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[The boys eyes widen for a moment... he just stares at the figure before him]

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[What was this supposed to be? Some sort of "angel"? A holy creature? For the first time in a long time there was no smile spread across his face. No feigned pleasantries, no wicked grin from the madness that had over taken him. Just a narrow eyed spiteful stare.

It was pathetic. What was this creature going to do to him? Stop him? If it was truly benevolent and omnipotent then it would have stopped those who turned him into what he was. Or stopped the torment he had gone through over the past few days. But no, it wants to cleanse him now? Why hadn't it already cleansed to world of it's evils? Why had it left the burden on his shoulders? This creature... was worthless. It was pathetic. It had no reason to exist. It was...]

...disgusting.

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[He runs at the creature again, aiming to thrust his trident into it's gut. Watch it bleed. Watch the blood of this failure spill before him as it died. Oh watching it die would be so satisfying. Seeing it curl into a ball like he had seen so many do before him. It would be beautiful... and the smell...]

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[And the weapon shatters, sending the head of trident flying through the air, landing in the floor. Mukuro jumps back clutching what's left of his trident.]

Tch...

[Mukuro eyes the head of his weapon over his shoulder, then back forward at Vermouth]

You're rather annoying aren't you?

That's usually part of any conflict. []

[when he sees her getting closer, he steps back accordingly, just waiting until he'll come to the head of his weapon... it wasn't far...

And the second his foot makes contact with the cold metal, he sends a dark illusionary shadow of himself at Vermouth as he grabs for the weapon]

[Congratulations, you have utterly petrified Pinoko, who just happened to be walking down this hall! She freezes up and her eyes go wide as saucers.

Her immediate response is to stand like a deer caught in headlights. She's emitting some terrible, high-pitched distress signal that could only most accurately be written as "EEEEEE~EEEEEE~EEEEEE!!"

Thoughts going through her mind:

OH MY GOD ARE YOU ALRIGHT YOU'REBLEEDINGEVERYWHERE!!

Is there a doctor?! Somebody find a doctor!

PLEASEDON'TKILLME.

Her next instinct is to stick out her leg, step, and turn on her heel and RUN AWAY.]

[And suddenly Mukuro is right in front of the poor terrified girl]

Well well well, look at what I found~

[Gaaaah, why is this happening?! This is finally feeling all too real for Pinoko: she no longer thinks this is a fun game or adventure, she wants to go HOME!

Still, after tightening her fists at her sides, she stops the noisy distress signal and takes in a breath.

Willing as calm an expression as she can manage, she raised a hand to delicately put a finger to her cheek— it looks very forced. Her expression is... curious?]

U-um, well, I don't know! What have you found, Mister?

[She was never very good at acting, but she hopes she'll fool him. On the inside, she's still rolling around and squealing in fear.]

[He takes a step closer to the girl]

I found a scared little mouse wandering about the halls...

[And another step forward]

I wonder what I should do with it...

[And one more step forward. Her fear... is was delicious. He wanted more of it.]

[Her eyes widened even larger. She took a fearful step back for each step he took closer to her, chest rising and falling with shaky breaths.

She swallowed hard, hiding her mouth with her hand.] Um.

T-take it outside a-and let it go... free, maybe? [Her voice was an octave or two higher now, thanks to her barely-hidden panic.]

[And in a blink he's behind her, his weapon dug deep into her back, he leans over her shoulder to whisper in an almost seductive tone into her ear]

I think extermination would be much more efficient, wouldn't you?

[And he twists the trident relishing in the feeling of her blood spilling onto his hands.]

Can't have it tainting the world with it's filthy disease, can we?

What happened to you?

[Mukuro jerked his head in Fai's direction, a wicked grin spread across his face. Oh his first victim. The first step of ridding the world of those that caused pain. This was the first part of the "game"... and he was going to enjoy it...]

Would you really like to know?

I would, I'm trying to help after all.

[Mukuro saunters over, separating the head of his trident from the staff]

Well the first injury I acquired was just about here~

[And the teen takes the head of his trident and shoves it into Fai's shoulder, pining him against the wall]

[Mukuro rips the trident from the man's shoulder, but keeps him in place by holding his hand around his neck, forcing him back into a wall]

And then, he burned my number right about here.

[And Mukuro dug the trident into the man's abdomen, thrusting it in with all his strength, then watching the man's face with a psychotic glee]

[As satisfying as watching the stranger writing in agony was, Mukuro had more business to take care off. He couldn't dawdle on on meaningless pathetic whelp. So he slashes the man's throat with his trident and lets him drop to the floor.

And he just looms over him, looking down on him with a smile]

And I never screamed. Not once.

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[In Person] Does Pinoko have a way out of this? Because Mukuro is on a bit of a killing spree ATM..

[In Person; nooope! ^^; She might try to defend herself, but- Might need to contact mods soon, huh?]

RI'M SO SORRY PIINOKOOOOO!

There finally did it!

EFF YUS~

I'm so slow ;.;

s'all good!

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