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[electric_witch]

Larxene had had enough. Enough of the never-ending red she once thought better than the never-ending white of Castle Oblivion; enough of that sickly sweet smell that was everywhere; enough of hearing the noises coming from the rooms surrounding hers. Just...enough.

So, now she was storming through the halls, trying to make her way to the lobby. This

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[killsclients]

It wasn't going to end for quite a bit longer for Larxene, especially now that Magato'd stumbled across her. When he saw her going down the stairs, he was already getting excited. He knew where those stairs went, what kind of room was waiting at the end of the hallway.

So when he caught her there, practically in that room made for torture already, he wasted no time in simply shoving her forward into it. Really, it was times like this that he couldn't thank old man Fuyumine enough for having trained him. Being able to move so quickly, so quietly while following people was just too useful. Case in point, trapping this hapless blonde in what could only be called a torture room.

"Hi there," he said, closing the door behind him. "Curious about the room?"

[electric_witch]

Larxene had had no intention of stepping in to that room, and was starting to leave when her mind was changed for her. Stumbling slightly, she still managed to remain on her feet and whirled around angrily. "Just what the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded. From his question, however, she had a pretty good idea.

Unfortunately for him, she had other plans. She flicked her eyes to the closed door then back to him before answering. "Nope. Looks like you're going to have to find someone else to play with." She didn't even bother trying to form a Corridor after the hotel's tricks that day and instead relied on a burst of speed to get past him and to the door.

[killsclients]

She was fast. Fast enough to actually test Magato's own speed. This was a first, the hotel throwing someone like this at him. He'd run into some other challenges, but only in the departments of strength or supernatural ability. Never speed to match his.

It seemed Larxene was underestimating his speed, though, or overestimating her own. Either way, she was in for a surprise when he let her dash past him, at the cost of a slight injury. A grazing wound, really. He'd drawn a knife and held it out far enough to cut Larxene in the side as she passed. It wasn't the deepest of wounds, but he'd tipped his blade with a poison he found quite useful in the hotel. It would numb Larxene's body, make standing take a great amount of effort. She was going to find a new challenge in moving. It also had the fun side effect of making her more sensitive as well. He turned to look at her in the hallway.

"I think I'll keep you, actually. You sound like you'd be fun to play with for a little while."

[electric_witch]

Larxene really didn't expect him to just let her get past him so easily. Anyone who could sneak up on her was someone to take seriously, and she already had her Foudre prepared in one hand just in case he grabbed for her. What she hadn't counted on was his speed or him hiding a knife, too. She grunted when she felt that slice into her body and she turned around, bringing her knives up in a backhanded motion to slash at him as she stumbled into the hall backwards.

Stumbled? What the hell was going on? Why did she suddenly feel heavy? Like her whole body, and not just her foot, was asleep. Her knives clattered to the floor before disappearing, and she had to use all of her will and strength just to stand. Glaring at him, she hissed through her teeth, "What did you do?"