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{ Part of Citta Alveare, Apartment J-6 } { Power: Whip Wing twice every two days } {A licensed assassin @ Sector oo6 } Look like the innocent flower But be the serpent under 't ❀

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“M…Minatsuki?”

That exceptionally intelligent question was all the youth could form right now. Less of a question and more of a confirmation, really. As if Yoh could ever forget what she looked like. The shape of her face, which was all that really mirrored his own features. Her hair, still cut short. The color of her eyes. That look of shock was familiar, too, if only for what he could see creeping at the edges of it.

Anger.

Yoh didn’t know how to react. He had been hoping his sister would be at least indifferent to his appearance when they finally met. He didn’t know why he wasn’t expecting anger, though. Minatsuki’s mood was hardly as predictable as the perennials she so coveted, and certainly not so benevolent. 

Being at the receiving end of one of these moods was not what he had in mind today, but he had ridden the train for three hours to get here on nothing but a hunch. He couldn’t just back out, even if doing so would save him from a lot of pain, and maybe death.

Despite this determination, Yoh made no move to get nearer to her. Minatsuki had already dropped a primrose, and he knew that was one of her favorites. She was mad enough. He did his best to keep the relieved grin off his face, but it may have slipped out as a twitch of the lips. 

Because even if she hated him, even if she never wanted to see him after this, it was enough to know that Minatsuki was alive and free. For now, anyway.

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Senses now more sharp than ever, she zeroed in on her brother. He hadn't changed much since she'd last seen him-- but of course, that was to be expected. Emerald eyes were now near slits, lips turned downward slightly in an angry frown. Minatsuki's stance clearly portrayed her emotions, her hands curled into fists with a small trembling.

M…Minatsuki?

She did not share his relief, oh no. Unfortunately for him, it was quite the opposite. Not that he'd care, though. Damned sister-complex freak. Yoh was most likely used to her sudden mood swings, sparked by something so minute. And this time, it was merely his presence.

The brunette did not care for anyone in the world, if only to personally benefit. Other than that, every single person she encountered that managed to agitate the girl in any way was on her hit list, her own sibling included. No, she didn't care whether he got hurt or not-- in fact, she'd deliver the blows herself if given the valuable chance. "You really should leave me alone, fucking freak. Seeing you isn't on my agenda today."

The primrose lay discarded, as she walked through the spilled soil towards the taller blonde. It didn't look like this meeting was going to end well.

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It irritated Minatsuki that there never seemed to be enough flowers around the area for her to enjoy. There was a flower shop on the next block away from her assigned apartment, but when she really needed a flower to get her out of one of her bipolar moods, it wasn't there to be of service. So, the brunette finally managed to get herself up and out of her room, facing the unfortunately bright day.

It was only a quick walk to the store, nothing too eventful-- she paused for a few moments at the door, admiring the pretty colors through the glass window, before going in. The tiny bell signaled her arrival, as emerald eyes scanned the expanse of the several shelves holding the plants. The owner greeted her with a kind smile, which she returned a more timid shade. The Deadman wandered through the aisles, stopping before a group of potted lilies. Such purity in their white petals... Minatsuki couldn't help but let the relaxing atmosphere wash over her that she associated with being around flowers.

Her feet led her on, thoughts meandering through the fields of contentment-- until her favorite flower came into view. It was surely nothing special; just a single bloom in a dully painted pot. But the bright colors and wide petals immediately attracted the petite female, a small smile helplessly curving her lips upwards. She reached for the primrose, deciding on a whim to buy it for herself. It would be a nice addition to her more-than-plain room. And of course, she would make sure it would continue to bloom!

Soon after purchasing the flower, a happy Minatsuki made her way out of the store, steps leading back towards her apartment. She couldn't wait to set it out on the windowsill; it would brighten up the typically gloomy atmosphere of her apartment considerably. Yet, there would always be one thing that could spark the cruel, sadistic, completely and utterly mean side of the female in the best of moods-- which was exactly what she encountered.

Needless to say, she wasn't expecting it at all. In fact, the red-hot anger that coursed through her veins like lightning caused her to drop the pot in her hands, scattering pieces of clay and soil in various directions; yet she didn't pay attention to it at all. Her now-destroyed flower would have caused a wave of anger all on its own, but there was an even greater prompt on the horizon. Her full attention was on the male standing before her-- a familiar one, but one she could care less about. For all that she was worth, she wished him straight to hell.

Unfortunately, she wasn't so lucky.

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 Alita wasn’t exactly pleased with the city, either — of course for the reasons that was filthy, littered with trash in some areas, but clean in others, people left and right that were loud, obnoxious, and most of all, dangerous — not that that would be too much of a problem for the brunette, she figured she could easily fire off the gun she had been given into the eye’s of the offender if they dared to touch her, for even if BB Guns had proven to be downed in defense compared to a normal, loaded gun, you could still take out an eye or two — !

An irritated sigh escaped liar’s lips as she quietly walked through the streets, restraining herself with every irritable bump of a stranger running into her, uttering out those sweet little, ‘it’s okays’ — empty words that had no meaning behind them, for of course, they were all lies, as was everything that came out of the pretty women’s lips —

It was all she was, really! A filthy little liar, a murderer, thirsty for money that seemed to be nowhere, no matter where she looked! Of course she could go out and get herself a job, but why when there was bound to be a man in the city that would cater to her every call?

Sigh.

Light colored hues flickered upward, sight landing on a girl a little younger than her — or so she assumed, a kind smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She looked a little upset, really, and the woman couldn’t help but feel amused at such a look, approaching her with careful, dainty steps, making sure to pick up her feet as a true lady would — fingers dancing along the sides of her dress before reaching the fellow brunette,

“Hello there! Are you alright? Y-you… you look a little upset!”

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[Brown hues glanced up as the elder female blocked her path. Her first instinct was to immediately push the woman out of the way, but there was something about the unfamiliar face that greeted her that peaked her interest. She could sense a bit of a hint that she was hiding something. How curious.

After all, it took a liar to know one. And the smaller brunette wasn't about to deny she wasn't.

A small, delicate smile took form on her lips-- though she could only take that happiness so far. Minatsuki left a hint of worry in her eyes, just enough so that it was still visible. Wouldn't want to change her mood so quickly.]

[Don't worry about me, whore. You can step aside and be on your fucking merry way.] "I am a bit t-troubled...! A-After all, this place is s-so depressing..."

[Her gaze traveled back down to the ground below, tucking a small piece of hair behind her ear. Her attempt at seeming smaller than she really was seemed to be successful. The woman before her hadn't done anything... yet. Her job was to find the fault-- which she had already spotted-- and bring it out to the light.

How interesting it would be to have two liars reveal themselves to each other.]

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To say the least, Minatsuki was pissed off.

She had almost thought that she had escaped Deadman Wonderland with a free pass to somewhere better. Somewhere where she wouldn't be locked up, trapped like a bird any longer.

Too bad she was dead wrong.

Everything that had happened in this place was a total nightmare; it drove her mad. Insane, even.

How ironic.

The brunette remained calm, though her teeth were grinding. An irritated expression flitted across her face, unable to be hidden by the near-perfect disguise. She was practically ready to rip someone's head off in another one of her random bouts of rage. When she was ticked off, nothing could stand in her way; everything would become a bloody mess of bodies and their respective parts. But right now, the Deadman didn't feel like having a mess to clean up after. The work was tedious, boring; only fun while the action lasted.

She only needed one more reason to snap. Her control could only last for so long...

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What an interesting person.

Oddly, the girl had seen her when others had just walked by. Of course a few of the normal people had seen her, but the others had simply ignored and kept moving. But that act wouldn’t work around this intention, not when she had observed what she was doing before turning her attention to the stuffed figure.

That didn’t mean she’d rat out that she knew that information right away, of course.

There would be no fun in doing that, especially when the girl had put up such an adorable act! In fact, it reminded her a bit of herself, only without the shaking and acting. Alice had always been shy, but she was able to talk to others when they arrived and, ever since Jack, her mind had been warped into a shyness that nobody would be able to understand when she lashed out as harshly as ever.

And, moving closer to the girl before cuddling up to her shaking frame, the doll continued to give a smile that never changed.

” Someone new, someone new! Will you be my friend? We can… have tea, and play games… will you play with me? “

[Get off me, you little freak.] "I... I-I'd love a new friend! Everyone here has been so mean to me..."

[Of course, she has no intention of elaborating on that. Which makes sense, because it's not true at all. No one that Minatsuki has met so far has had any motive to hurt her-- but then again, most have not realized that they had enraged her until it was too late.

In which case it was their turn to be "hurt".

The brunette brought both arms to wrap around the small bunny, cradling its somewhat limp body. The timid smile was set on the girl's face, with no trace of falter behind it-- evidence of the effort she put behind her "good girl" act. It even seemed genuine to a certain point.]

"P-Playing sound like fun...! I didn't have a-anyone to play with..." [Even her stutter was near flawless. It was amazing how Minatsuki could stand to put up with her facade, even if she herself had stated it was disgusting so many times before. One would wonder, but she had her... personal reasons.]

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WHY DOES EVERYONE HATE ALICE?

Sounds had already began to simmer in the air, the night only beginning it’s deadly course. People walked by peacefully, heading whichever way — home, out to eat, just for a stroll. Whatever they were doing, it was so interesting to see them walk about as if they’ve had freedom their entire life.

And that they did, something she never had. Trapped, locked away in a tower endlessly without much affection. Her dolls were there, Cheshire was the best of friends with her, too. Jack had come along to join them, but he’d suddenly stopped visiting, hadn’t he? Did he start hating her, too? No, of course not —

WHY, WHY, WHY?

A lone rabbit floated idly, twirling as a person would brush pass with a strange look. It’s smile never left, eyes drilling into every single person it could find as if it were observing closely. As a matter of fact, it was, watching and seeing how others acted. Different from Jack, different from Vincent. So many different people that Alice didn’t know existed.

” … hee~. “

[It had been nothing more than just a normal day. Except for the fact that now her brother had arrived, ruining her stay. It was the last thing she had expected, and therefore, had caught her off-guard. She hadn't seen the likes of him early on when she had first made her arrival to Hive City, so she had expected it to stay that way-- until recently, of course.

An expression of nervousness on her face, she made her way down the street, trying to avoid people's gazes as they passed by, some even giving her strange looks as they wondered what her problem was. Until--

A soft breeze brushed past her, making Minatsuki stop in her tracks and look behind her to catch the cause. And there it was-- a cute little bunny floating in the air.

Wait... what? Floating? That didn't sound right.

Surprise was clearly marked on her face as she stared at the doll for a few moments, trying to make sense of it. Slowly, she approached it, noticing how its beady eyes seemed to stare into her soul. Making sure to put on a delicate facade, the brunette paused in front of the floating white rabbit, her frame shaking slightly.]

"S-Such a.... cute bunny....~"

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Well, it’s too late now.

There was no stopping her now, the only thing that ever seemed to work was to remind her of their parents— which Yoh already sort of did in a whole, and didn’t want to make her feel bad. That was if it didn’t provoke her more, because her mood was so unpredictable.

And he obviously didn’t want to hurt her back, so there wasn’t much to do but stand back hopelessly and accept it.

“There’s no use in fighting here, if you ever want to escape this hell hole the only one who’s willing to help or do anything about it is m—-“

Ouch, and then suddenly there’s a sharp pain at his arm, and he bit his lip effortlessly to suppress any noise he would have made to show he was in pain. Ow ow that’s my bad arm, fuck.

” I’m not leaving you.”

Not again, goddammit, he was so persistent about never losing her again, and trying to find away out of this place, yet again. Just typical that once they were out of the last mad house they had been sent to another. God really was cruel.

But damn it, he is going to convince her, going to change her mind, and going to get them out of here.

“Like it or not, I’m not going anywhere.”

"You don't need to fucking help me. In fact, I'd rather stay here than get my ass dragged back to that fucking piece of shit they call Deadman Wonderland." [She spoke the name with a disgusted tone, as if it were repulsive just thinking about it-- which, in her case, it was.] "You can just go die, XXX son of a bitch."

[She was almost desperate to extend her stay here at Hive City. Which was strange, because for one, nearly everyone who arrived there wanted out as soon as possible. But then again, her situation was reversed, in a twisted sort of way. For a good chunk of her life, she had been trapped in Deadman Wonderland, suffering and making endless amounts of sacrifices for the mere entertainment of the public.

And she hated it. With all the fury her petite body could hold.

Hive City was nothing in terms of conditions when compared to DMWL. Especially since she was a Deadman herself, the pain only increased and was brought to a whole different level than the other, more ordinary prisoners who had taken the normal way into the facility.

She was already in a homicidal mood by his mere presence, and Yoh going farther only provoked her even more-- somewhat good for Minatsuki to quench her thirst for blood.... not so good for Yoh.

Determined to draw as much blood as possible, a few more whips attacked his arms and legs, cutting through the fabric of his suit and causing the blood from the gashes to seep through his clothing and slowly spread. The sight almost made Minatsuki shudder with delight, as her expression resembled one of a psychopath.]

"Die."

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Hand expectantly swatted away, but it wasn’t enough to cause any real pain, not after what he had gone through before. There was a small “ouch,” and then he also stepped back, to give Minatsuki personal space.

“As if I know, either,”

“but you should stay inside until I figure it out, who knows what monsters reside here, or what those damn scientists are planning.” That’s right, not like she’d ever listen to a word he said, but it was worth a try. He’d already been to hell and back for her sake. Lied, cheated, hurt and even killed others, all for her sake— and wasn’t going to allow her to get into anymore sticky life or death situations anymore.

Then he was pretty much forced to move back even more. Ah, was she really planning on attacking now?

Shit, how was he going to stop her now? Eyes widened slightly at her threatening stance, but he had to keep calm, and not provoke her in any way.

“There’s no need— to use your branch of sin here… not now, I told you, I don’t care what you are, —how you are, now… I want to protect you, I made that promise to myself after mom died. “

“And I don’t break promises.” Lies, lies lies… Yoh had broken more promises in DMW than he had broken limbs over the years, but there’s one he simply wouldn’t break, and that was the latter, no matter what.

"I don't give two shits about what you think. Has that gone through your thick fucking skull yet? You already piss me off; it's like you're asking for it, saying that you need to protect me. I. Don't. Need. Protection. So fuck off, prick."

[Despite the venom in her words, her expression had drastically changed to one of glee, focusing on what was to come rather than the anger that was still coursing through her veins.]

"What a dirty little liar... I think you need to be punished.~"

[Minatsuki's tone of voice had also transformed into a sickening sweet type, something that always happened whenever she'd use her Branch of Sin to bring one pain.

It was almost as if she were mocking her facade of an innocent girl-- in fact, she was truly disgusted with it, thus causing the sarcasm.

In the blink of an eye, one of her bloodied whips shot out from behind her, catching Yoh on his arm and causing a deep gash to appear where it hit. As soon as it attacked it was back, almost seeming to float along with the others.

She was giggling in a maniacal way, her twisted amusement being voiced. Once her fit of giggles had passed, her expression went back to its usual psychotic state.]

"You should see your fucking face!"

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More than expected.

In fact if she didn’t react like this, there would have been something wrong. And as always, he was suprisingly calm in contrast. Almost too calm.

“Ah… I was just thinking the same thing, actually.”

And then he reached out to put a hand on her shoulder— it was probably a bad move, but he was prepared for another broken arm again or more slashes and cuts nbd, it didn’t matter, because he was so glad to see Minatsuki safe— even if she felt the exact opposite right now.

“What happened…”

Duh, they had escaped somehow, but were still trapped, and if she had been here any longer she might have some answers.

“At least you’re safe from that hell, now.” There was a sigh of relief again as he said this. Yeah they were trapped somewhere else now, but it didn’t seem AS bad.

[The moment she felt that hand make contact with her shoulder, she took an angered step back, slapping his hand away in the process. It probably wasn't enough to break it, but it was sure to make a dark bruise soon. Her eyes were trained on him; her expression as hateful as it could ever get.

So typical; he'd rather focus on her safety. She didn't need anyone to protect her, she could manage on her own, for fuck's sake--! She had her Branch of Sin, didn't she? Ugh, he annoyed her to no end.

Yoh cared way too much.]

"Fucking dipshit, like I give a fuck where the hell we are. The only answer I fucking need right now is why the hell you're here. Someone out there's punishing me, fuck..." [When it came to her brother, she was not afraid to voice her thoughts. In fact, she did it to laugh in his face. To hurt him mentally and emotionally.

Someone wouldn't have expected someone to hate their sibling as much as Minatsuki did. But he was her clear reminder of their parents, what they did. How much she wanted to murder them. All she needed right now was a release, which led to her next actions--

Standing a few feet away from him, in a rather defensive stance, she took her small earrings in her fingers, pulling in a downward motion, immediately dislodging them from their holes. It was almost routine to do so; she had done it so many times before to activate her Branch of Sin. The blood dripping from the injuries dripped faster, beginning to take shape and formed the Whip Wing she had intended. An almost hysterical laugh spilled from her girlish lips, feeling light-headed with the anticipation.]

"You're a lucky xxx bastard to have at least some sort of use to me. The expression you always make whenever I hurt you, especially that first time; it's so arousing..."

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i love you too.

He honestly hadn’t expected to find her so suddenly, it was never simple, nothing was. At least expecting to have to gut the information out of a ton of people, or that Minatsuki would be locked up in some hidden sector again. But fortunately here she was— in the same sector and all. He didn’t even have to work as the mole for anything this time to find her, didn’t have to look after those idiots, or have to lie or cheat. There was a feeling of relief, obviously. More than relief; Happiness, maybe?

When she was within reach, he didn’t approach, instead spoke in a low tone of voice, just almost audible a few metres away from her.

“Minatsuki…”

Expecting her insults, and possible abuse, he had learned to withstand it. He was expecting the worst— after all it had been a while, again. God knows how long she had been ‘living’ here. Even now that he knew she wasn’t innocent at all, he still really didn’t seem to care. She was still his little sister, precious little sister that he swore to protect no matter what, no matter who she was now.

“Are you alright?”

Slowly, approach slowly.

[Speak of the devil... No.

It couldn't be.

She wasn't willing to admit to herself that standing behind her was her own brother. Her eyes widened with surprise and rage, a flood of rage suddenly coursing through her system. Nothing pissed her off more than the only blood relative she had left. She stayed with her back facing him, hands tightening into fists at her sides as her whole upper body stiffened.

Her eyes glared at the floor below. Her lips slowly parted, teeth clenched as she prepared to speak. No point in holding back her anger now.] "You... you bastard...

You fucking bastard!! What the fuck are you doing here?!"

[God must have been punishing her, with Yoh's arrival. And she hated it. She hated it with her very soul.]

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;; Five.

["Oi. I need something to torture."

... Okay, maybe she hadn't exactly said this out loud. But she sure was thinking it! Looking for something or someone to mess with had been quite the quest recently. Sure, she had pulled over a few of the ordinary (yet boring) residents and proceeded to shove them back while cackling in their faces for entertainment, but she needed something more. Something like... blood.

Yes, that's it. Something to masturbate to.

Luckily, she hadn't bothered with her Branch of Sin in the past few days, so it was ready at her will. Just a tug at her earrings, and the stream would begin. Just thinking about her crimson whips violently grazing someone's skin, causing them to yelp out in pain over and over again... it made her shudder in anticipation.

She casually strolled down one of the worn-down streets of her sector, eyes carefully scanning the area. Maybe she'd find another one of those stupid drones that seemed to be everywhere. They wouldn't be as fun, but at least they were something. What she wouldn't give to see that look of suffering and betrayal on her brother's face again...]