Unravel (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

[DarkMudkip]

"Oh, you most assuredly will do better, young lady." He stated before kicking her in the ribs.

 

[Jikkah]

She wheezed and skid across the floor, more pain as usual, tears flooding down her cheeks.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Why are you crying?" He asked, brows furrowed, "This is your punishment."

 

[Jikkah]

Jin tried to stop her crying, clenching her jaw. “I’m sorry...” She whispered out.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Are you?" He asked, leaning closer to her with furrowed brows.

 

[Jikkah]

She turned her head away slightly, the smell of blood thick on his breath. She nodded. “I am..”

 

[DarkMudkip]

He moved away and made a doubtful noise, "Well, you will sit in here and think about what you've done. You won't come out til I say."

 

[Jikkah]

Jin only nodded, keeping her broken hand close to her chest; she would have to try and set it the best she could once he was gone.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He turned on his heel and walked out, shutting the door firmly and locking it.

 

[Jikkah]

Masamune’s eye still ached, even after the doctors had cleared him, but that was to be expected seeing as it had been ripped out

 

[DarkMudkip]

He was always rubbing it gingerly when it was sore, or holding it as best as he could. He hated it. The pain killers didn't help and he was always seeing spots. He needed to get back at that bitch for taking his eye.

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime’s own wound had healed; though much quicker and with no lasting affects. She was smitten, the boy she had met was far too interesting to simply forget about.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He was walking around his turf in a huff, a cigarette hanging from his lips as he tried to find something to distract from the pain.

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime had been keeping a close eye on Masamune, although from a distance. She had replaced her old mask with a new one, this time a kitsune mask. “How’s the eye~?”

 

[DarkMudkip]

He whipped around to face her and immediately reached for his gun, "It's doing great, thanks for asking."

 

[Jikkah]

She was leaned up against the wall behind him, and he could hear the shit-eating smirk behind her mask. “Oh? That’s good~ and here I was worried you’d still be bedridden~”

 

[DarkMudkip]

"You wanna have another go or something? I got better bullets, curtesy of the CCG. Only way to hurt you, I'm told." He said.

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime’s smirk faltered slightly, hidden thankfully by her mask. “I think you hurt me plenty when you shot me the first time, but you do look like the kind of guy to be into S&M.” She stayed where she was, not knowing if he was bluffing about the bullets or not.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"That's neither here nor there." He answered, "What matters is that I hurt you a hell of a lot more if you come any closer."

 

[Jikkah]

“So you’re saying you don’t want to play~?” Megohime asked, moving away from the wall and tilting her head.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"If you wanna play, we can. I don't mind going another round." He stated, keeping his hand on his gun.

 

[Jikkah]

A thick teal tail slid out from under her skirt, swaying slightly. “Surely a strong man you like you going after a poor defenseless woman, and with a gun~?”

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Defenseless my left nut." He huffed, "You wanna go or what?"

 

[Jikkah]

She smiled widely. “Are you making me a dinner offer~?” She was fast, just as fast as last time, moving to knock him backward.

 

[DarkMudkip]

He fell backward and pulled out his gun, blind firing and hitting her in the thigh.