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[rapehurtsgod]

Title: Let's Anger God
Characters: Farfarello, Neji
Location: It'll start in Farf's room and might end up in the hallway.
Rating: R for blood and violence and forks
Summary: Farfarello snaps and gets very violent towards himself and others.
Day/Time: 95/late morning

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[fatedflight]

It had taken him all of two minutes to get out of his chair, grab a nearby tranq to put in his pocket and rush out of his room, making sure the door was locked behind himself. He wasn't going to risk people trying to get in there anymore.

Neji rushed down the hallway, trying to remember the room number that he had found a bit ago. He was worried, both for Farfarello's and his own safety, but he wasn't going to let that bother him just yet. The other man had said something about him bleeding, but was he bluffing?

Hopefully, his thoughts were wrong and the other would be just fine.

He stopped when he reached the door, hesitating then reaching out and shoving the door open, a scowl on his face and his other hand clenching into a fist. The sight of Farfarello with his finger in his mouth made him raise an eyebrow, but when he saw the fork in his chest, that made everything worse.

``What are you doing?``

[rapehurtsgod]

Farf's eyebrows shot up and he looked down at the fork in his chest with an all too innocent look. Almost one of those looks a child gives their mother that says 'I didn't do it!'.

The scarred man took his finger out of his mouth and stood up, facing the other man. His one golden eye stared at him curiously, his head once again tipped to the side just slightly. He waited for the other man to move, ready to spring into action the second it happened.

[fatedflight]

Neji bit back a disgusted noise; he hadn't seen someone actually stab themself with a fork before, but working at a care facility, you were eventually bound to see some really odd things.

He stepped into the room a bit more, keeping his guard up. His hand lifted, the other near his side in case he had to sedate the man, though he didn't want to have to do that just yet. If he could just talk with him . . .

Waiting for just another minute, he shook his head and rushed forwards, aiming to grasp onto the other's arm, the other hand reaching out to grasp onto the metal fork, giving a rather hard tug to pull it free.

[rapehurtsgod]

Farfarello let Neji pull the fork out, both of his arms were up so that meant the white haired man would have time to react if he decided to pull out the syringe.

He chuckled and watched Neji react, it was always funny to see someone discover that he couldn't feel pain.

THEN Farfarello would atack. Keeping your opponent off guard always worked.