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preference post ;; cr always welcome ;; please comment or pm with any questions~]]Her eyes blinked open. Slowly at first, and a hand raised itself to rub the sleep sand from the corners of her eyes before she sat bolt upright. Alert and wide awake now with the odd sense of an impending danger - was this another trick of the prison? Another
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Ami knocked lightly upon the door, which slowly creaked open enough for her to peek inside. "H-hello? I'm sorry for intruding, but is everything alright?"
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"The fuck does everything look alright?!" She was reaching for a glass bowl that seemed to be filled with assorted chocolates and condoms of the same size but didn't throw it just yet. "What the hell do you want?!"
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"No, it doesn't," she replied, her expression remaining neutral despite the earlier hint of fear. Ami glanced at the bowl, then back up at the girl. "I heard yelling, and thought perhaps someone was in trouble... or had just arrived here. I wanted to help."
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Deftly, Minatsuki dropped the bowl, which shattered at her feet, and took an unsteady step backward. There was a hitch in her chest and the slightest glimmer of tears in her eyes as she sank backwards onto the bed and clutched her arms to her chest. "H-help?" she whimpered demeanourly. "R-really?"
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"Actually, I think have heard that one before," he said as he opened the door and smirked at the upset girl on the bed. She sure made a lot of noise for someone so small. There was something slightly uncomfortable about her aura though, which made him suspect that she wasn't really as innocent as she looked. Leaning against the door frame, he raised an eyebrow, looking her up and down. "May I help you, miss?"
[ ooc;; A little late to the party but I couldn't resist. Feel free to go crazy with this one. He can regenerate from any kind damage and his mun isn't opposed to gore ;) ]
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She had just watched as the lamp had crumpled to the floor and had already hefted up a bowl of assorted chocolates and condoms, and had prepared to toss that at the door as well when it opened and someone spoke. Of course, that didn't deter her - the bowl was still thrown and shattered just to the left of the new comers head.
"Help me? Help me? Yeah, you can fucking help me. I want to see who runs this fucking shit hole of a place." Her teeth were bared and she already didn't like the way this guy was looking at her, nor the calm, teasing way he spoke. Minatsuki cast her gaze away from him and picked up a pillow, perfectly prepared to hurl that if she didn't get a satisfactory answer.
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"You're not alone about that, lady," he said with a shrug. "You see, I have been looking for them for several months by now. Ask anyone else around here and you'll get the same answer." Not especially alarmed by the girl's bad temper, the scholar nodded towards the pillow which she had apparently chosen as her next weapon. "So you might as well hold your fire. I'm just as much a prisoner as you are."
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However, what she didn't take too kindly to was the reference to this being any sort of prison, and thus all of them prisoners.That wasn't even funny - no one was going to tell her that she'd woken up in one weird place having thought she'd escaped one hell and be pushed into this depraved one in which everything resembled a cheesy romance flick setting. "I am not a prisoner," she countered, hurling the pillow over her head in the new comer's direction with all her might.
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"What's going on, desu?! Who's attacking you?"
(OOC: Yukari's aged to 16-17 years old. And requesting domination/submission from this psychopath. ^^)
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There was another lamp on the opposite night stand, and by the time the girl had entered the room, she had already pulled it from the wall outlet and hurled it at the door. It, too, shattered, and she snarled, screaming, "FUCK" in answer to the other brunette's answer.
There wasn't anyone else in the room, and in fact, Minatsuki looked perfectly fine save for the blinking collar from Deadman Wonderland around her neck and the various broken remains of furniture and decor around her and the frazzled, mad look in her eyes.
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"What kind of a response is THAT, desu?!!" the witch cried out, resisting to fall back on old habits - basins appearing in the sky and promptly hitting people in the head was something she might've done in the Academy to her friends when she was younger, but she'd gotten past that stage of her life.
Or, had she...?
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That time, watching the container crash and the contents spill like projectile brain matter from a gunshot, Minatsuki felt the slightest bit calmed. Voice still dripping in distaste, she snarled to the girl, "The fuck do you want, pip squeak?"
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