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Nov 28, 2011 16:35

Who: Knuckle and you!
Where: Library
When: Day 004
What: Knuckle's dealing with the effects of the experimentation
Warnings: Hallucinations and he'll be prone to random fits of rage... so possible priest punching

( It's always you that I despised )

@first house: first floor, giotto (katekyo hitman reborn), mary winchester (supernatural), &day 004, knuckle (katekyo hitman reborn)

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was_a_hunter November 28 2011, 22:24:24 UTC

Concealed by the shadows, Mary watched the priest in growing amusement...perhaps she'd finally found her fun after all? Listening to him talk to himself, her yellow eyes seemed to glitter in the darkness, taking on a light all their own. This one was interesting...she remembered him from before, another of the captives; but he seemed much different now. As though his sanity were only held on by a tiny sting. It may be about time to cut that string.

Waiting until he threw the couch, she watched in amusement as he seemed to break down. Wonderful. It seemed that he had been talking to a Johnathan...well, before he killed him that is. Clapping slowly, she stepped from the protective shadows, a cold smirk gracing her once gentle features. She ignored him while they were in the cells, but he just got more interesting.

"Good job~ I didn't think he was ever going to shut up." She couldn't see Johnathan, but he seemed real enough to Knuckle to use it against him.

3minutefisting November 29 2011, 00:37:47 UTC

Knuckle couldn't take his eyes off the man before him. At first he didn't even realize someone was in the room and talking. His eyes fixed on the body before him. Then, after a moment, he heaves and lurches forward, relieving the contents of his stomach onto the floor.

THANK YOU FOR POSTING LJ >| was_a_hunter November 29 2011, 02:31:22 UTC

Arching a brow at his action, she frowned slightly. Now that was just...unpleasant. Slowly moving behind him, she bent down and ran her hands along his back. "You act like you've never seen a body before~." Such a weak stomach for killing...or, she assumed he'd 'killed' someone.

/kicks LJ 3minutefisting November 29 2011, 03:36:07 UTC

It took him a few moments to regain his composure enough to try and speak. He looked up at Mary, his face pale and his shoulder's trembling.

"I-I didn't mean to Mary... I-I didn't... I-I just... I couldn't control it..."

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passed_torch November 28 2011, 23:51:44 UTC

That was Knuckles's voice - and the name he was yelling was one Giotto'd only heard secondhand, because it wasn't something the priest talked about normally.

That was enough to set off every single protective worry-fuss instinct and send him running into the room.

"KNUCKLE!! -" ...And despite his best efforts, he wasn't ...entirely sure what'd just happened, but he was worried nonetheless. "You're back - What's going on? Are you hurt?"

3minutefisting November 29 2011, 00:41:08 UTC

Knuckle couldn't take his eyes off the mess in front of him. He got to his feet and took a few shaky steps forward before falling to his knees again, just looking at the 'corpse' before him. However this might make it easier for Giotto to notice the shaved spot on Knuckle's head, complete with stiches.

"Giotto... I... I killed him... Oh god I killed him..."

passed_torch November 29 2011, 02:24:48 UTC

Oh, he notices that, and is having ... moments of bad flashbacks to the "clinic" in the basement - but he'd searched that place, he knows he'd searched it, it'd been one of the places he was the most afraid of finding them...

And as much as he's still not sure what's going on exactly, he knows SOMETHING just ripped back open an old, old wound; he hurries over, dropping down to one knee next to his friend and putting an hand on his shoulder, glancing between him and the ground trying to make sense of what's going on.

"It's alright ... that was a long time ago, you're here now..."

3minutefisting November 29 2011, 03:24:53 UTC

He looked up at Giotto his eyes watering, his face filled with horror and panic.

"N-no I did it again... I-I didn't mean to! I-I don't what happened! I just... I was so enraged... I-I-I don't know why... it wasn't natural and I just-"

He looked back down at the ground again, only to pause. His eyes widen and he frantically starts shuffling around the books and other debris looking for the body that had just... disappeared.

"Wh-where did he go? H-he was right here!" He looked back up at Giotto, "Giotto, I swear to you h-he was right here... h-he was talking to me..."

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