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Who: Cain, anyone who wants a piece of him
When: Day 34, afternoon
Where: Apartment X
What: Gee, I wonder.

[Cain is about to leave the apartment today, probably to figure out how to clean all the blood from the floor of the main room. It's really bloody in here.

Surely nothing bad would happen.]

((Join #dangerroom for coordinating o/
Torture, gore, creep factor warnings apply))

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[no

rolling him onto his back and planting a foot on each wrist to partially pin him, and resting the tip of the blade under his chin and against his neck]

Try anything and I'll make sure you regret it. Of course, I'm talking about using your legs.

I want you to listen to me very carefully.

[Why is it always the wrists?! Not moving, very very focused on the blade on his neck. He barely manages to nod]

[you might also be getting a panty shot but sssshh]

Ah, good! I'm glad we're understanding each other! So you remember Akira-kun, right?

[Welp, guess there's some good that came out of this.

His voice is kinda strained, what with the sword at his throat]

Yes?

Good. That child is under my protection, so if you even think of laying a hand on him again. . .

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I'll split you down the middle and tear out everything I find inside.

[fksdg. What is with the dangerous ladies in this place?!]

[n-nods]

. . .

Humans are really sickening.

[steps back and pulls the blade away from his throat

and then slams it through his thigh with enough force it skids and scrapes kind of awfully on the floor beneath]

[That was easier than-- oh. Okay. Guess not. It... takes a moment but once the pain registers, he's screaming and trying to wrench free from her]

[stepping clear, but keeping the sword pressed against the floor and twisting the blade from side to side juuuuust a little :)]

[and to Rabi:]

Would you like me to watch the door? Or are you looking for a little privacy?

[THIS IS OVERKILL FOR JUST ONE STAB TO THE THIGH.

Oh god excruciating pain]

That's awful polite of ya! If you could, please? I'd rather appreciate it.

[stoops besides Cain and pats his cheek]

So, you kind of had a little fun with Aidan. Or Librarian or Lorefather or whatever you want to call him.

But I don't appreciate that kind of fun. And really, I'd much rather you not do that kind of thing, yeah?

So I'm gonna hit you with this.

[BEHOLD, THE...TINY HAMMER]

So stay still, alright?

[already trembling from pain but hey, tiny hammer doesn't look so bad]

W-what do you expect to do with that?

[watch that motherfucker grow]

Hit you. Maybe once for each cut into my friend? How many times would that be. Quite a few.

[Oh. Oh I'm fucked]

Can't we talk about this?

No.

[so your right hand and maybe a little forearm? Got a little SMASHED]

[There aren't enough words to describe the screaming that is going on right now. And he's still pinned to the floor with the sword. THIS SUCKS]

Stay away from Librarian. And Persona. And Pochi and Breeze and Clue. The people who live in L are off limits.

Hurting people isn't my thing at all but if you hurt someone I care about?

[and now the left hand]

I'm willing to make the exception.

[YOU KNOW I LISTEN BETTER WHEN NOT GETTING HANDS CRUSHED]

[DUN CURR]

Now. Lets see what you've learned.

Who is it you won't be harming again, Cain?

[prods with a foot]

. . . [shaking from pain] L-Lorefather.

Are you forgetting someone?

A-all of your apartment... apartment L.

Still forgetting someone.