RL w/ BRS

[hugmyscythe]

[ No. She's not going to give her a worldhop this time. Everytime Shooter spends with someone else, it's less time with her. She wants Shooter to stay here with her, of course. And it was Shooter that said the different worlds of the living were not for them in the first place. She can pile up other excuses, but the reality of the fact is that no, the possessiveness she has over Shooter has not left her. ]

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[hugmyscythe]

[ The skull will buy time, but not much. It is something to take hits from Shooter as Dead Master draws her scythe.

You... you're not Shooter. (Any other time she would have no problems fighting her, but after that embrace...She has to believe this to fight at this point. She keeps her eyes averted from the wound she gave Shooter earlier. How much more before she would stop, if such a thing is possible? )

The skull begins to crack upon multiple shots from the canon. Better to keep her distance. Dead Master spins the scythe before striking the ground, sending a wave of green energy towards her. ]

[starblaze]

[she doesn't want to fight. doesn't want to hurt. doesn't want to leave any marks on Dead Master with her weapons. there are other alternatives.

such as...

she dodges the energy and dodges the skull- and her cannon is replaced by her sword. without waiting for a reaction or second attack, she stabs herself in the knee, unable to hold back a strangled gasp as she falls.

there- now you- she needs you, see? don't leave her here- please]

[hugmyscythe]

[ She stops her attack then. What... what has that apple done to Shooter? She's disgusted that she would hurt herself on purpose for Dead Master or to be wit her. This isn't strength; that neediness is equivalent to Dead Master's pathetic weakness. To Dead Master, Shooter's the last person who would need anyone- least of all her. ] ...Stop.

[ Her tone is cold. She's even more disgusted at herself for not being capable of showing more sympathy. Shooter always did so with her, whenever she was needed. Reciprocating such actions takes strength that Shooter has.

....She'd rather have Shooter continuing to attack her rather than herself. She repeats a little more gently: ] Stop.

[starblaze]

[she actually whimpers, an unfamiliar sound coming from Shooter, one hand grasping at the wound on her knee while the other reaches out towards Dead Master. the needy gesture coupled with her curled up on the ground paints a pathetic picture of helplessness, of desperation.

but at that moment, Shooter couldn't care less. she only wants- needs Dead Master.]

[hugmyscythe]

[ So this is whimpering girl to which Shooter has been reduced to. Dead Master wonders if she should simply put her out of her misery and wait until she revives to turn her back to normal. It is so much easier to resort to violence than sympathy, but this only goes to show how much stronger Shooter is. Dead Master turns violent towards Shooter; in contrast, whatever the apple did here amplified some need of Shooter's, as well as her self-sacrificing nature- and the result is harming herself. Dead Master would rather have Shooter hurt her than herself, but pain to her is so much more manageable than seeing the most important person to her self-inflict pain.

She walks closer. She should really finish this. ]

[starblaze]

[there's no fear whatsoever in her eyes. only an adoring, needy, unconditional love that spreads her lips into a weak smile.

she trusts Dead Master to do whatever she wants. and whatever she does, Shooter will enjoy every moment of it.]

[hugmyscythe]

[ She's told Shooter time and time again to not trust or have faith her her. She already knows she can betray that trust that she is capable of more. She doesn't need to behead Shooter or harm her anymore. Viruses are temporary; harming her more would be pointless except for satisfying her own addiction to cause that harm. She can simply... walk away. She should walk away. Then again, mercy in this situation is asking too much of her.

Stop it. Do not... smile at her. She's going to hurt you. She doesn't want that smile. Stop.

Before anything else, she's going to be reaching into that open wound and looking for that worldhop she swallowed. ]

[starblaze]

[true to her word, she winces but doesn't resist, throwing her head back and squeezing her eyes shut. her hands wrap around Dead Master's wrist, grip trembling.]

[hugmyscythe]

[ There's a moment's delay as she jerks her wrist away- only to hold that hand tightly with fingers interlaced. Her other hand sifts through organs and tissue that have no use to them, finding the stomach. Eventually she finds that worldhop, and pulls out the silver cross now colored black and blue.

An apology ready to be spoken is upon her lips, but she withholds it. This... should not be either of their faults. ]

[starblaze]

[panic crosses her face when she realizes what Dead Master is trying to do. and of course, Shooter tries to pull herself closer to desperately cling to her.

why are you- don't go don't go don't leave her alone here please please

please

don't go]

[hugmyscythe]

[ Certainly it's not the pain of her hands tearing apart tissue, but the pain of realization that she will be left alone. Dead Master understands that all too well- so why can't she stay here with her? She would need some protection if any other of their kind encounters her.

The worldhop is in her hand. She does not care which world she may end up in if she uses it. She should leave. There is a part of her that wishes to leave. But- ] Behave yourself,and I shall stay.

[starblaze]

[yes- yes, she'll do anything you say if it means you'll stay with her. she still doesn't let go of Dead Master, however.]

[hugmyscythe]

[ Shooter's desperation turned her into this helpless, desperate girl, far more helpless than Dead Master seemed. How long would this effect last? Shooter's grip is still strong. She would have to... continue hurting her if it got any stronger or started recovering. ]

[starblaze]

[she drags herself up onto Dead Master's lap and wraps her arms around her waist, no longer tense or panicked. Dead Master's gonna stay with her. she'll be alright. that's all she wanted, anyways.]

[hugmyscythe]

[ Well... she can manage that. She won't abandon her now if she's quiet. ]

[starblaze]

[just like a needy child. she'll behave as long as she has what she wants.]