ʀᴇɴᴇɢᴀᴅᴇ ᴅᴏᴡɴ (1x1 w/ Jikkah)

[DarkMudkip]

"Sneaking around? That's not very nice..." He seemed a bit upset with the news, moving away to retrieve her TB from his men, "He idolizes you.."

 

[Jikkah]

“Are you seriously giving me personal advice right now?” She sneered lowly, watching him warily. “Who even are you?”

 

[DarkMudkip]

"Goto Matabei.." He answered, examining the bottle in his hand, "Masamune wouldn't say anything about me...too ashamed..."

 

[Jikkah]

“Too ashamed? You talk like you know him.” Megohime frowned, brows furrowed as she watched him.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"I do..." Matabei frowned, "that doesn't matter. What matters is I'm going to use you to hurt him."

 

[Jikkah]

“Fuck you, can’t face Masamune on your own so you have to go to targeting him through others?” She spat at him.

 

[DarkMudkip]

Matabei seemed uncomfortable with her anger, looking anywhere but at her.
"I have TB..." He muttered, "You won't get a bigger amount of it anywhere else.."

 

[Jikkah]

Megohime paused, going from offended to frustrated amusement. “I don’t want your garbage. You may think little of me- but you can’t buy me in a million years..!” She laughed.

 

[DarkMudkip]

"That's why you're sweating..." He muttered, moving to set the dosage on his desk, "and you're easily agitated...you're going through withdrawals..."

 

[Jikkah]

“So what if I am?” She growled out, glancing over her shoulder to keep an eye on him. He wasn’t wrong, she was really craving another hit, wishing she had gotten the chance before hand so she wasn’t such a mess. “You running a charity or something?”

 

[DarkMudkip]

"No, no charities." He replied, "I'm going to hurt Masamune, and you're going to help me do it."

 

[Jikkah]

She let out a dry laugh, her knees starting to ache a bit from kneeling for so long on the hard floor. “And how do you plan on getting me to help you do that? Hurt me all you want, I won’t turn on my boss.”

 

[DarkMudkip]

"You'll do anything I say for a hit." Matabei said, reaching to shake her bottle on his desk.

 

[Jikkah]

She swallowed the lump in her throat, licking her lips that seemed to be getting drier and drier. “Fuck you.” She hissed out. “I don’t want it.”

 

[DarkMudkip]

Matabei gave a small frown and set the bottle aside, "Get her to the cells in the basement."
"You got it, boss." The two men hoisted Megohime to her feet and hauled her out of the room.