Minding your own business is harder than you think. (closed/complete)

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WHO: Superbi Squalo (sword_master01) and Aoyagi Seimei (charredremnant)
WHAT: Seimei is picking up something to eat in a not-so-wonderful place, hoping to keep a low profile by lingering in the background of places that most people don't frequent.
WHERE: Random bar in a very, very bad area of town.
WHEN: A few days ago, a Thursday night (not as likely to run into many

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Before Seimei could move he would feel the same knife that he had dared to use against Squalo against his throat cutting and leaving a trail of blood as Squalo chuckled and then licked his lower lip. "I like you ....it will certainly be interesting seeing what you can do to me in the future." Stepping back Squalo turned around. "You can't beat me...just give up while you still can."

When Squalo turned his back, Seimei lifted one of his legs and delivered a hard, solid kick to the base of his spine. And then he reached for the blade strapped to his waist, from inside of his coat, off to the side.

Stumbling forward into a table he winced and then chuckled his hand grasping against the table as he sat up and then backed away from Seimei towards the floor where there was a lone blade without a sword.

The young man strode forward, quickly, and noticed the blade even as he pulled out the butterfly knife, which was lighter and less lethal-looking than his other one. Seimei then proceeded to stomp on Squalo's good hand, grinding into it with the heel of his shoe.

Wincing he glared at the other lashing out with his foot to the back of Seimei's knee cap as he sighed gently his hand flexing as he looked to the other with a smirk. "Going to cut my throat?" He tipped his head to the side. "Heh."

Seimei's knee buckled, and he took advantage of that motion to come down on top of the man and shove his palm into Squalo's shoulder to hold him. Coldly, he replied, "Yes." And lunged with the knife.

He looked up at Seimei as he whispered, "What are you waiting for..." He smirked his hand reaching up to smear a little blood onto Seimei's face. "If you kill me do you think things will be solved?"

The young man fought the urge to recoil as Squalo smeared, of all things, his blood onto Seimei's cheek. In fact, he twitched, and wiped the blood from his face with the back of his knife-hand. "It's not about solving things. You are simply so filthy that I want to rid myself of you."

"Filty and clean...there is quite a distinction. Do it if makes you happy I suppose...I didn't think I'd live long anyways." He smirked that cocky smirk. Seimei had taken too long and quietly Squalo reached up to the hand with the knife. "I'm tired of this life...people should die anyways."

Something about what Squalo said made the intensity in Seimei's expression die on the spot, and he leaned back, moving the blade and snapping it back in. The young man took his weight off of Squalo and stood, quietly moving to picking up the knife that this disgraceful, unpredictable lunatic had taken from him. He was watchful, and careful of the man's movements, but he apparently didn't have the intent to kill him anymore. The reason for this change was unclear, even to Seimei, though he suspected that it was because Squalo expressed a desire to be killed. It took the life out of the act, so to speak.

Sitting up he stood up and moved to go to the first aid kit cleaning up the blood on his hand and bandaging his GOOD hand as he sighed and then looked to Seimei. "Heh. You're not going to regret not killing me?" He murmered, "you probablhy should have...honestly. Because now that I've met you...I will be watching."

"If I decide that I need to kill you, I will. For now, you're a waste of my time." Seimei moved away from the man and headed for the door. His head hurt, horribly, from being irritated for so long and also from the impact with the wall. All he really wanted was to return to his hotel room, take medicine for the throbbing in his temples, and go to sleep.

"Did you think I would let you leave here? " Squalo chuckled as he threw a bottle of Asprin. "Now more than ever...you can stay here. I'm bored and you're just what I need around to make things interesting."