[There was no imperative to do "quick and painless" this time, which gave them a lot more options! Including "gang up on" which is what's happening now, Fukuda coming up from the other end of the alley to try and grab Mahito so he can't scuttle off.
Now, Fukuda is not strong. And he's only got one hand. Mahito can surely shake him off pretty easily. But this can at least be a momentary distraction? He's hopeful. And a little confused by Mahito's emotions? Also he loves Grell a lot. That's what he's primarily feeling right now.]
[ And also Vlad is here! Not to help with the murder anything, no. He's just here to watch.
Which he does, leaning nonchalantly against the wall with a bottle of champagne. He pours himself a glass--because he brought that as well, three of them--and sips at it as he settles in for the show. All he's feeling right now is smug satisfaction. ]
[Grell's emotions are stronger, more intense than before, bright and sparkling. Excitement, bloodlust, just regular lust... It's a contrast to the usual hazy muted feeling coming off of her this week.]
You're right! Where are my manners?! [She jabs at Mahito, stepping in. Fukuda's doing his best, and for that Grell's going to avoid attacking him as she goes after the curse.]
Why don't we dance? [She's not entirely used to fighting, but she is trained and extremely interested in splattering Mahito across the alleyway.]
[WELL, the picture comes together pretty clearly here, and boy do i aki wish i could say that Mahito was ruffled or perturbed or upset by literally ANYTHING HAPPENING. There's a tiny little increase in his off-center surprise when he sees Fukuda, and there's just another gentle sweep of amusement when Vlad appears, lookin' like a Bond villain.
BUT. TERRIBLY. JUST TERRIBLY FOR EVERYONE!! It's Grell that captures his interest, and it's the sharp spike of interest you'd expect from a creature with a 3 second attention span. He's like a magpie, caring about the shiniest thing in front of him.
With a bright, lilting laugh:]
Wow! No one's ever asked me to dance before. Treat me nicely, okay?
[He says this and yet the first thing he does is back up further into poor wrangling Fukuda who's doing his very best - so he can buff diglett bust his way out of his one-handed grip, spinning around his side with a surprising amount of elegance and just fuckin grabbing him by the waist so he can attempt to hurl him Grell's way like a twink offshoot javelin.]
[Fukuda is only slightly surprised when Mahito shrugs him off, but he is SIGNIFICANTLY MORE SURPRISED when Mahito grabs him and throws his body like football. Jail for Mahito.
Anyway he has no control over this situation and is just hoping he doesn't accidentally get chainsawed by Grell? Help.]
[POOR FUKUDA JUST GETTING FRISBEED AND THEN FORGOTTEN.
Anyway, now he is grinning and baring his sharp cuspids, and a new fighter: Battle Lust enters the emotional arena. The mild surprise is long gone, now quickly replaced by enjoyment.]
Wah, you're so sweet—!
[HE SAYS, AND THEN PROMPTLY PIVOTS FROM HIS BACKWARDS RETREAT TO LAUNCH HIMSELF TOWARD HER INSTEAD. Mahito Fleason: The type of horrific individual who would rush someone with a wholeass chainsaw despite being barehanded.
He is absolutely and immediately going in for a hard-swinging middle-aiming punch, left arm preemptively raised like he's just prepped to take a hit with a CHAINSAW. PLEASE BE NORMAL FOR FIVE SECONDS.]
[YEAH HE'S GONNA LAND ON THE GROUND HARD AND HE'S NOT HAVING A GREAT TIME. Especially since Grell and Mahito seem to be having a perfectly fun and sexy time without him?
But he needs a minute to get back on his feet and catch his breath so I guess they are just going to continue it for now.]
[ Well. Grell seems to have it handled so far. Although he could really do with less of this double horniness. He just. Drinks more to try to distract himself from it.
And then, waving one of his empty spare champagne glasses, he calls out: ]
Whenever you need a break or refreshments, Fukuda!
[If he wants to get his arm shredded by a chainsaw, she'll let him get his arm shredded by a chainsaw. Grell is thrilled by this move, she loves it!]
Come on! Show me everything! [She'll even take a punch to the rock hard abs if it means she has a chance to just wreck the everloving shit out of Mahito's arm.]
[FUKUDA IS GETTING THE WORSE END OF THIS DEAL SO FAR?! Holy shit.
Anyway wow he's impressed by those rock hard abs. Also notable; even as the teeth of the chainsaw absolutely tear into his flesh and splatter blood everywhere, he doesn't?? Seem perturbed??? In the least?? Look he may have been nerfed to a human-ish body, but curses simply do not feel pain. Get on their level, humans!!
There's a loud peal of laughter, unrestrained and also untethered as hell, and the intensity of his enjoyment increases, along with other various bad feelings! Like more battlelust! And hyperfocused killing intent! And thrill!! Wow he is having way too much of a good time.]
Laaadies first—!!
[He's using his close proximity to just fullass try to bodily tackle her over, even if this chainsaw renders this wholeass arm useless in the process. It's fine, he's still got another arm and he's using it to aim another swing toward her upper body instead, testing to see if there's the same amount of strength there as there is in her rock hard abs.]
[On the one hand he doesn't like feeling left out like he does right now, and he's jealous of all the Grell attention Mahito is getting. On the other hand, he does not have a murder boner. On the third hand, he thinks Grell is very cool and sexy right now. On the 20th hand, he's a bit annoyed at Vlad.
So he gets to his feet and dust himself off. He can already feel bruises forming. And he's pulling out a drill? And turning it on? Why do these two have to murder with power tools.]
I can't just watch. Grell would be disappointed. [Also he does sort of want to hurt Mahito now because his envy.
And if Grell gets knocked away by that punch, he's jumping into the fray in her stead. He is determined to drill this curse.]
[ Vlad shrugs and continues to spectate while sipping at his champagne. On the one hand, he is utterly DELIGHTED by the carnage being wrought on Mahito. This! Is exactly! What he came here for!!!!
On the other hand, he's disappointed that he only seems to be enjoying it. HE WANTS MAHITO TO SUFFER, NOT GET HIS ROCKS OFF TO THIS ]
[There's a definite spike of thrilled arousal from Grell as Mahito's blood splatters across her blade, her face as she grins. She lets him rush at her, dances backwards and takes that blow as a stinging glance across the muscles of her torso.]
[TRUST ME WHEN I SAY I ALSO WISH MAHITO WOULD SUFFER!! I WISH HE HAD SUFFERED EVEN ONCE THIS WHOLE GAME!!
Tragically, Mahito is truly just here to have a good time in literally almost any situation. He makes a little noise of delight when Fukuda joins in, but god, he is absolutely going to just throw his free hand out to catch the drill bit through the center of his palm - so he can grab it at the tool base and try yanking it out of his hand?!]
Heeey, no fair, no fair! How come you guys get fun toys and I don't?
[Distinctly, there's no actual irritation in his mood... There's something playfully teasing?? He's a curse. GOD, STRIKE HIM DOWN.]
[(ALMOST) EVERYTHING IS FUN FOR MAHITO. MAHITO EVEN HAD A GREAT TIME DYING THE FIRST TIME. THIS IS TERRIBLE.
He's also unfortunately just as dexterous as he is strong, especially when he's not wearing clown shoes and trying to run around in a room full of cacti... He catches himself quickly after Fukuda trips him up, his stumble almost seamlessly merging into a dodge that seems almost dance-like. That fuckin chainsaw sure does still get him right across the torso, though. THERE GOES HIS SHIRT, TORN OPEN AND BLOODY, AND NOW HIS FLEA ABS ARE ON DISPLAY. His....fl...abs...........]
God doesn't listen even when we're not stuck wherever we are! [SAID SO CHEERFULLY. Tragically he is largely ignoring both Vlad and Fukuda because he has a tiny attention span. He spins in a little circle, before pivoting sharply and rushing in toward Grell, this time with a side-sweeping kick.]
Why are we bringing god into this? [Exasperated?? And lost. He doesnโt have the physical bulk to force his way into being involved and Mahito only seems interested in going after Grell. He doesnโt like this one bit!! He is just standing here, hapless.]
[ Here's Vlad averting his gaze from the flabs, partially because he hates Mahito and doesn't want to see them, and partially because he is getting a double-dose of murderhorniness and the sight of bloody (fl)abs is doing things to him he'd rather they didn't. ]
Really, Fukuda? Surely you can do better than this, you're a serial killer!
[FUKUDA AND VLAD ARE JUST OUT HERE SUFFERING AS A FLEA FLIRTS WITH GRELL OVER MURDER.]
Aw, you're sweet—! Approval's not half-bad, huh?
[AND HE'S VIOLENT so of course he's going to be following up quite aggressively after she stumbles, pursuing with a narrowed and intensive focus and going in for PUNCH...2!! Or like, 3 or 4, or 5, who's even keeping track by this point good lord.]
[I'm not sure what sets Fukuda off more, Grell saying those words to Mahito, or the fact that she genuinely seems to mean it and isn't even trying to make him jealous. She seems to have forgotten he's here entirely.
He really wants to kill Mahito, and he wants to say it's because of Aoi, and also the other murders he took part in, but really it's just that he's jealous of the attention he's getting from Grell.
Anyway, the punch combo is convenient distraction that gives Fukuda just enough of a window to stick his drill through the back of Mahito's head. It's off center, even more than his is, but still. Hole in Brain. Also oh right since it's emotion week. He literally feels no additional emotions when he does this.]
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Now, Fukuda is not strong. And he's only got one hand. Mahito can surely shake him off pretty easily. But this can at least be a momentary distraction? He's hopeful. And a little confused by Mahito's emotions? Also he loves Grell a lot. That's what he's primarily feeling right now.]
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Which he does, leaning nonchalantly against the wall with a bottle of champagne. He pours himself a glass--because he brought that as well, three of them--and sips at it as he settles in for the show. All he's feeling right now is smug satisfaction. ]
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You're right! Where are my manners?! [She jabs at Mahito, stepping in. Fukuda's doing his best, and for that Grell's going to avoid attacking him as she goes after the curse.]
Why don't we dance? [She's not entirely used to fighting, but she is trained and extremely interested in splattering Mahito across the alleyway.]
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BUT. TERRIBLY. JUST TERRIBLY FOR EVERYONE!! It's Grell that captures his interest, and it's the sharp spike of interest you'd expect from a creature with a 3 second attention span. He's like a magpie, caring about the shiniest thing in front of him.
With a bright, lilting laugh:]
Wow! No one's ever asked me to dance before. Treat me nicely, okay?
[He says this and yet the first thing he does is back up further into poor wrangling Fukuda who's doing his very best - so he can buff diglett bust his way out of his one-handed grip, spinning around his side with a surprising amount of elegance and just fuckin grabbing him by the waist so he can attempt to hurl him Grell's way like a twink offshoot javelin.]
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Anyway he has no control over this situation and is just hoping he doesn't accidentally get chainsawed by Grell? Help.]
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Calling out to Fukuda and Grell: ]
Oh yes, I should've mentioned earlier, he's quite strong!
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He is, isn't he! [That chainsaw is just roaring, and she raises it again, rushing Mahito.]
Come here, boy~
I'll treat you to a passionate night of romance!
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Anyway, now he is grinning and baring his sharp cuspids, and a new fighter: Battle Lust enters the emotional arena. The mild surprise is long gone, now quickly replaced by enjoyment.]
Wah, you're so sweet—!
[HE SAYS, AND THEN PROMPTLY PIVOTS FROM HIS BACKWARDS RETREAT TO LAUNCH HIMSELF TOWARD HER INSTEAD. Mahito Fleason: The type of horrific individual who would rush someone with a wholeass chainsaw despite being barehanded.
He is absolutely and immediately going in for a hard-swinging middle-aiming punch, left arm preemptively raised like he's just prepped to take a hit with a CHAINSAW. PLEASE BE NORMAL FOR FIVE SECONDS.]
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But he needs a minute to get back on his feet and catch his breath so I guess they are just going to continue it for now.]
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And then, waving one of his empty spare champagne glasses, he calls out: ]
Whenever you need a break or refreshments, Fukuda!
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Come on! Show me everything! [She'll even take a punch to the rock hard abs if it means she has a chance to just wreck the everloving shit out of Mahito's arm.]
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Anyway wow he's impressed by those rock hard abs. Also notable; even as the teeth of the chainsaw absolutely tear into his flesh and splatter blood everywhere, he doesn't?? Seem perturbed??? In the least?? Look he may have been nerfed to a human-ish body, but curses simply do not feel pain. Get on their level, humans!!
There's a loud peal of laughter, unrestrained and also untethered as hell, and the intensity of his enjoyment increases, along with other various bad feelings! Like more battlelust! And hyperfocused killing intent! And thrill!! Wow he is having way too much of a good time.]
Laaadies first—!!
[He's using his close proximity to just fullass try to bodily tackle her over, even if this chainsaw renders this wholeass arm useless in the process. It's fine, he's still got another arm and he's using it to aim another swing toward her upper body instead, testing to see if there's the same amount of strength there as there is in her rock hard abs.]
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So he gets to his feet and dust himself off. He can already feel bruises forming. And he's pulling out a drill? And turning it on? Why do these two have to murder with power tools.]
I can't just watch. Grell would be disappointed.
[Also he does sort of want to hurt Mahito now because his envy.
And if Grell gets knocked away by that punch, he's jumping into the fray in her stead. He is determined to drill this curse.]
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[ Vlad shrugs and continues to spectate while sipping at his champagne. On the one hand, he is utterly DELIGHTED by the carnage being wrought on Mahito. This! Is exactly! What he came here for!!!!
On the other hand, he's disappointed that he only seems to be enjoying it. HE WANTS MAHITO TO SUFFER, NOT GET HIS ROCKS OFF TO THIS ]
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Oh, so you do have manners!
[Get in here, Fukuda, they're having fun.]
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Tragically, Mahito is truly just here to have a good time in literally almost any situation. He makes a little noise of delight when Fukuda joins in, but god, he is absolutely going to just throw his free hand out to catch the drill bit through the center of his palm - so he can grab it at the tool base and try yanking it out of his hand?!]
Heeey, no fair, no fair! How come you guys get fun toys and I don't?
[Distinctly, there's no actual irritation in his mood... There's something playfully teasing?? He's a curse. GOD, STRIKE HIM DOWN.]
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You seem to be doing fine without any, Mahito.
[He's weirdly cold right now? And he's gonna try and trip Mahito the next time he lunges forward.]
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This isn't supposed to be fun for you!
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Until then, we'll be painting this night blood red!
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He's also unfortunately just as dexterous as he is strong, especially when he's not wearing clown shoes and trying to run around in a room full of cacti... He catches himself quickly after Fukuda trips him up, his stumble almost seamlessly merging into a dodge that seems almost dance-like. That fuckin chainsaw sure does still get him right across the torso, though. THERE GOES HIS SHIRT, TORN OPEN AND BLOODY, AND NOW HIS FLEA ABS ARE ON DISPLAY. His....fl...abs...........]
God doesn't listen even when we're not stuck wherever we are! [SAID SO CHEERFULLY. Tragically he is largely ignoring both Vlad and Fukuda because he has a tiny attention span. He spins in a little circle, before pivoting sharply and rushing in toward Grell, this time with a side-sweeping kick.]
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[Exasperated?? And lost. He doesnโt have the physical bulk to force his way into being involved and Mahito only seems interested in going after Grell. He doesnโt like this one bit!! He is just standing here, hapless.]
How am I supposed to impress Grell like this....
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Really, Fukuda? Surely you can do better than this, you're a serial killer!
[ VLAD CAN'T HAVE BEEN KILLED BY SUCH A WEENIE ]
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Oh! You're such a handsome guy~ Really my type!
[She's actually so distracted by flabs that that kick connects, sending her stumbling.]
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Aw, you're sweet—! Approval's not half-bad, huh?
[AND HE'S VIOLENT so of course he's going to be following up quite aggressively after she stumbles, pursuing with a narrowed and intensive focus and going in for PUNCH...2!! Or like, 3 or 4, or 5, who's even keeping track by this point good lord.]
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He really wants to kill Mahito, and he wants to say it's because of Aoi, and also the other murders he took part in, but really it's just that he's jealous of the attention he's getting from Grell.
Anyway, the punch combo is convenient distraction that gives Fukuda just enough of a window to stick his drill through the back of Mahito's head. It's off center, even more than his is, but still. Hole in Brain. Also oh right since it's emotion week. He literally feels no additional emotions when he does this.]
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