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"it's always about your friends, isn't it?" semi private rp

[noiridux]

risottokujikawa: 

On the upside, Rise was not dead….yet. Regardless, that might change at any given moment, the treatment she was already receiving for her actions being vivid proof of that. Despite this, the teen would certainly not do as told, even now. If she was to die one way or another, then in the very least she had to do all she could to get her message across to Vanitas.

But how? His state only seemed to have worsened. Over his shoulder, Rise could spot those small bits of darkness materializing, turning into… some kind of lifeforms, perhaps. What were they? Maybe Kouzeon could tell, but summoning her Persona simply was not an option right now. No matter how aggressive these little beings appeared, they were the least of her worries.

“–N-no, I won’t let go. Not until you– listen to me!”, the idol made another attempt to communicate, accompanied by the repeated shaking of her head; a gesture that served both as disagreement with the violent idiot’s demands and to get him to leave her hair alone.This stinging pain on the back of her head certainly wasn’t helping to conjure some semblance of calmness, the repeated cracking of her voice attesting to that. Still, she had to keep trying.

“I know– I know I was out of line. I shouldn’t have – I'm sorry!” Rather than letting go, she held on just a little bit tighter. If her words failed here, this was the only other way Rise could think of that may get her intentions across to him. “Y-you know, I was alone too, for most of my life. And… in this world it’s just like that again, it’s… lonely. So, I understand. I understand. That’s why I shouldn’t have said such hurtful things to you - I should know better. I really am sorry! Please just… believe that at least.”

A growl is uttered out of his growing frustration, her persistence proving to be more than annoying trait she possessed as Rise remained latched on to him like some kind of leech, despite his resistances. Patience had long gone left his disposition, now it was his very options that were running thin from an already limited selection possible. Force was continued to be used, but for how long could it be kept up with such a fruitless outcome? This was extremely bothersome.

Her constant apologies and words were no longer being tuned out as white noise, rather it had also served to add wood to the wild fire that was his anger. It flared and broiled, his rougher actions and the change of behaviour among the present Unversed being proof of such; various forms twitching and scurrying about frantically, others targeting the legs of Rise. No, she couldn’t possibly understand-- no one ever did. 

“You... damn-- !” The frenzied movement leads to a misstep, cutting off Vanitas' protest and tripping him backwards and towards the heated cobbled ground, dragging her down with him. The stones felt too warm on his back and his body was growing uncomfortable-- what would have been continued efforts in shoving her away and ending her life, resulted in a form of a short ‘cease fire’ as a series of “what ifs” crossed his mind; the consolence given never actually leaving. What if she did understand? His doubts were exceptionally high, but there seemed to be no shaking off the thought and the speck of hopefulness that invaded it. Just perhaps...

Eyes are cast to the side with a huff, his feverish emotion slowly beginning to simmer down, albeit remnants still expressed on his facial features; even the creatures were dissolving away as well and returned back to their owner in wisps. His body was tired, his mind muddled and she had won over safely much to his dismay. Next time, for sure he will kill her over stupid actions.

[itsthemidnightchannel]

[rise-chi-deactivated20140525]

Wanted: Personal Serv-- Assistant. [Rise/Vanitas]

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

That had been a little too easy; Rise was almost disappointed with his lack of protest. This moron had dragged her all the way here to be his ‘partner’ and now he wasn’t even trying to stop her at all? Could he be any more of a jerk?

– Yes, yes he could. For a moment the sudden, overbearingly loud buzzing sound had distracted Rise, but those charmingly uttered words from somewhere behind her back quickly snapped her back to reality. A chill went down her spine as she froze in her tracks. 

“Y-you’re kidding… right? You can’t really mean–” But as she looked over her shoulder, Vanitas seemed awfully serious about killing her first. Ah, she really shouldn’t have provoked him… Now her only hope was the demon that was quickly closing in - however, Scaerel apparently had no intention to aid Rise whatsoever. Rather -as she realized a little too late when turning back - he was heading straight for her instead! It seemed like everyone on the battlefield was mere prey to the demon. Was there nothing she could do but weigh her chances among two evils now? The monster ahead had arms like logs, his grotesque mouth salivating in anticipation - no thanks.

Rise stumbled a few steps backwards, until her legs gave in and refused to carry her any further. But this was close enough, Moronitas would certainly hear her. “A-at least make it quick then… please.” 

[noiridux]

For an overgrown, sentient piece of meat, Scaerel moved quite rapidly towards his destination and target; not exactly what Vanitas had expected from such a large opponent. In that comparison, it was something of remarkable ability, if he must say so. But no matter, it will not change the outcome of this battle; certainly, he will win. His plans, on the other hand, will have to be slightly adjusted as this demon clearly was overlapping it’s target with his; a grave mistake done on Scaerel’s end.

He’ll be the only one to take her down in this match, not this slobbering mess.

Those familiar blue-ish colored flames condense at the tip of his keyblade, growing in both size and strength as the seconds go by-- Vanitas warping his position in front of Rise’s collapsed body, where he launched the immense ball of fire straight at the demon. It soared through the air with a hollow sound before exploding on contact, the force knocking Scaerel off his feet and charring his skin as the flames spread throughout his body; a guttural roar coming from the fighter.

"Take that!” He yells out to his momentarily fallen and distracted opponent, cackling ever so sadistically with the current success. That should teach the beast whom not to mess with, but that only marked one of two targets. The second one, whom was position behind him, had yet to taste the consequence for attempting to go against him, a wicked smile lining his lips once he turns to face her. “You’re next.”

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Rise regretted those words the moment they had passed her lips - but it was too late, the deed was done and the consequences painfully obvious. She had crossed a line she shouldn’t have and it showed; in Vanitas’ expression, his extreme reaction, this display of violence that was worse than any of his threats before. Oh yes, death by his hands had always been a vague possibility, but it seemed like the idol’s own words would make it a certainty. What for? To repay his violence with the only wounds Rise could inflict?

She swallowed hard; it hurt where Vanitas’ arm was still resting, the strange dark shapes emerging around him more than a little unsettling. With that weapon of his in her direct line of sight, there was no doubt that any moment now only much greater pain would await her - and it was Rise’s own fault. Yes, he was terrible, violent and cruel and the way he treated her was absolutely unacceptable; but he was also a person who couldn’t even take care of himself. She knew that much, and judging by his reaction to her carelessly blurted out claims, he might really have no one.

A clattering sound as what little remained of her cell phone had fallen out of her hand and collided with the ground, likely taking only further damage. To the best of her ability, Rise ducked her head under the blade, and, making no attempts to fight off this idiot who might kill her anyway, she wrapped her arms around him. Her hands were shaking when she pulled him closer into her embrace, her entire body trembling; Rise was terrified, no doubt, but regardless, she had to do this. For the entire day, she had done nothing but repay his cruelty in kind - no more. “…I’m sorry, Vanitas”, she muttered, not daring to let go. “I’m sorry.”

[noiridux]

Within this point, the wave of negative emotions shelling off from him had given those loose forms of darkness around him physical ones; the little creatures twitching and wildly scurrying or floating about, most appearing with angry-looking eyes. Yes, his anger; the most dominant emotion present, that of which fueled his habitual compulsion to hurt a living being, had been reflected upon their features. After all, they were practically one in the same.

It was also that same fervid emotion that led to the final decision of having Rise ultimately erased away by his own hands-- the blade he held raised high up, awaiting to bring down a long awaited punishment upon the female. Alas, what should have ended with an air filled to the rim with pained screams and whimpers, was instead left with a moment of stale silence.

Her arms wrapped around him in a new founded and close touch was… surprising, to say the least; Vanitas taken aback by her sudden course of action. She was to squirm and spill more tears right before him and her imminent death, not this-- this was a method of comfort or appreciation among ‘companions’ that made the heart flutter, as he would witness from the stirs of his other half. Except, whatever was left of his own black heart remained as cold as ice; a reminder that such a thing would never be possible for him.

Jealousy; he hated that too.

He grits his teeth, roughly pushing and pulling away at the back of her clothing and hair as if to peel her off him, hissing. “Get off of me!” The apology spoken fell upon deaf ears as he tries to detach himself from her grip, teleportation made impossible with her resistance. Dammit. Had it not been for her distance, the girl would’ve instantly found herself impaled and dead for acting so stupidly.

[kiyashire]

“We’ll see how long you play the pacifist.”

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

At this point, there was probably nothing Rise could do to make this any better for herself or - as great as that would be - to escape from this jerk. But if that was the case, then no matter how terrifying Vanitas had already become, the least she could do was to not give him the satisfaction of caving in and mindlessly doing whatever he told her to. She was no one’s plaything after all. Wiping the tears off her face with the back of her hand, Rise took a deep breathe to brace herself for what would most likely be another grave mistake.

“…you’re the pathetic one, Moronitas!”, she snapped at him, which might have sounded a lot more impressive without the sobbing she had to suppress. After everything, Rise certainly wasn’t feeling very brave right now, but she could at least act the part. “Aren’t you just doing this because no one would willingly spend time with you?!” 

[noiridux]

His expression had fallen-- all of the gloat, arrogance and nasty attitude had collapsed at once and replaced with a blank stare, even if for the briefest of moments. It was as if everything had come to a stop, a screeching halt, in the instance of her words. There was nothing but the truth spoken here-- the entirety of his short life has only been spent as a lonely being, seeking some kind of commendation or salvation-- he hated it. He hated the stinging truth, he hated her little fake act and call out, he hated everything. What did she know anyways?

Hate, hate, hate; and what better way to play it off with twisted laughter that matched his personality?

“Oh, aren’t you cute?” He sighed; quite a little too much for her own good. His Keyblade is summoned at once before forcefully slamming his forearm right into Rise, pointing the thin blade just inches away from her face; murderous intent radiating off. Such emotions led to dark matter pooling beneath his feet, wisps of darkness slowly fragmenting from the source and condensing into smaller forms around them; the birth of the Unversed.

“Toys don’t talk back.”

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

“Ngh–!” Oh of course he’d react like that; she should have expected this. For a moment Rise glared at him, holding on to whatever was left of her anger - but at the sound of his voice her expression quickly faltered. 

“…why?” Rise’s gaze shifted towards the ground as she struggled to speak. “W-why are you doing this?” In an attempt to fight back her tears, she wiped her eyes with the back of her hand, but it was no use. The lack of distance to Vanitas only served as a reminder that he might really hurt her badly this time. “Why– does it have to be– me? Why–?”

[noiridux]

‘Why’ she asks-- he snorts loudly at the stupidity of that question and her increasingly miserable state. If only she could take a look at the face she had wore, from the running tears to the visible sorrow, it was just downright amusing; now how much more he can jab in order to twist it into something even more pleasing?

“You really want to know why?” He questions, although not expecting or waiting for an answer from his victim; a coarse laughter let out. “Because you’re nothing but a pathetic toy for me. A little plaything to break and use, until I outgrow my need for you.” The distance between them eases, only in the slightest as if to take her in full view. His temper from earlier seemed to have lessened as well, all with the byproduct of this confrontation. “And why shouldn’t I? After all, you brought this on yourself.”

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

“I-I’m pissing you off? You’re the one whose fault this is! You’re the one who always has to ruin everything!” ‘Always’ in this instance was an exaggeration, considering how little Rise really knew of him, but that was a detail she couldn’t care less about. Vanitas had only ever been vile and hateful towards her so far, anyway. And frankly, she was done with all of it. If he wanted a ‘partner’, he should go and find someone else; someone who could actually fight. There really was no reason to pick on her, was there? Without dignifying him with any further glance, Rise turned on her heels and began to walk away, fumbling with the remains of her phone while doing so. Maybe there was something that still could be saved… right?

[noiridux]

And there goes the last straw. Hilariously, the fact that escape from him was impossible seemed to have slipped from her mind several times now; Vanitas kindly reminding her of what he was capable of by reappearing at her side within seconds. This time, however, he wasn’t planning on dragging her away or ‘passively’ block her path. Rather, a full blown shove from his end greeted the side of her body, before hands forcibly lock Rise on the brick wall behind her. 

“I’m sorry, what was that?” Tone dripping with spite.

[rise-chi-deactivated20140525]

Wanted: Personal Serv-- Assistant. [Rise/Vanitas]

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Incredible. What a rare talent this guy was broadcasting here, the ability to anger Rise further with every single word he spoke! Hands balled into fists at her side, the idol found it very hard to compose herself at the moment - but she at least managed to avoid letting her face slip into too much of a contortion as she stared him down in a futile attempt to make his head explode with the mere power of her thoughts alone.

“Who’s getting her hopes up?! As if I’d ever even want a guy like you– As if anyone would want the attention of someone like you!”, she snapped at him, her cheeks quickly reddening in accordance with Rise’s internal anger-o-meter, which had just reached a dangerous boiling point. Moronitas was right in one point alone though - there was no avoiding this fight and the more the two of them bickered over here, the more excited good ol’ Scaerel on the other side of the arena seemed to get. Well, if the demon was that eager to wipe the floor with this jerk here, that was more than fine with her!

“For the record, I’m probably the cutest girl in this entire city, you’re just an idiot!”, Rise continued her complaining with a huff, now suddenly in swift motion. She easily caught up with Mr. Soon-To-Be-Dead, passing him by rather than simply following after (not without gratuitously stepping on his foot though), seemingly very enthusiastic about joining this battle all of a sudden.

“If you really wanted to kill me, you could’ve done so long ago.” With that, Rise’s focus shifted towards ‘their’ enemy. “Hey, Scaerel!”, she yelled, “Can I join your side instead? This guy really deserves a beating!”

[noiridux]

Cutest girl, yeah ok. If she believed that to be true, then whatever, he didn’t have the time to cut down her statement with an insult right now-- rather, he could only grimace at the short pain brought forth from his foot after it was stepped on right now. Damn idiot; a muffled curse  She was going to pay for that, one way or another and considering these amusing turn of events, that plan did not seem far fetched in the slightest.

Deserves a beating.... he’d like to see her try.

“Heh, alright fine, join the meat bag’s side...” This was only going to make this battle much more entertaining for him in the long run, quite the wise choice if she wished to find herself among the sulfur tubs. Keyblade was readied in position within his hands as with the rest of his body posture, shifting into that of preparation for offense. Scaerel even seemed to be itching to commence its slaughter, eyeing the minuscule female that communicated unimportant information to him with a gruff.

In that moment, the buzzer determining the start of the match had blared from the speakers, officially triggering the sanctum brawl. A wicked grin lines his lips as he could already feel the adrenaline starting to kick in, watching the giant already sloppily making his way forward with earth shaking footsteps. But Vanitas’ main interest lied elsewhere; a piss baby of a partner “...I’ll make sure you go first!

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

What?! “Augh, you complete pile of dog poop!” Probably not a smart idea to yell insults at the guy who had just taken out his weapon (stupid show-off!), but whatever, even if he retaliated, it couldn’t be worse than what he had already done to her just now. But try as she may to sound spiteful, there was no winning against her own sobbing.

“Y-you just took them all away from me, m-my friends! T-the pictures we took together, they were all that I had left of them! O-on this phone and y-you! You just had to go and break it! Y-you’re the worst! I really hate you!” 

[noiridux]

There’s a brief moment of silence on his end, as if he was taking her words and feelings into consideration, growing sympathetic for Rise-- but sympathy and the sort weren’t exactly things that commonly came around (or didn’t at all) for him. Those were nothing but a few seconds of disbelief and a growing temper, honestly. His usual demeanor returns at an instance, already cutting down on her babbling with ignorance.

“Yeah, yeah, quit your whining.” It was sickening at this point. “You only have yourself to blame for that, anyways. Should’ve been a good partner and stayed quiet... but you didn’t and so you paid the price. Now shut up and let’s get going! You’re pissing me off.”

[rise-chi-deactivated20140525]

Wanted: Personal Serv-- Assistant. [Rise/Vanitas]

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Vanitas, huh? So that’s what this jerk was called. This guy’s head had to be completely empty, otherwise he might have asked himself how these people even knew their names, despite the two of them having barely just arrived (with drastically diverging levels of enthusiasm). And now, thanks to this unnecessarily well-informed announcer, the whole city would punctually for tomorrow’s breakfast get the story of how Rise Kujikawa epically died in the arena. These truly weren’t the kind of headlines she needed.

“Sh-shut up, Moronitas, I’m coming alrea–”

More stumbling than walking, the teen had reluctantly followed her “partner’s” lead towards the entrance, when her shaky steps came to a sudden halt as his words had only now truly sunken in. “Seal my lips…”, Rise quietly repeated; after their earlier ‘conversation’, of course she had assumed this was just another of his violent threats - but was it? Was that really something to say to someone you wanted to cower in fear before you?

“Are you–” Sure, this Scaerel, their first (and hopefully last) opponent, looked like he had just walked out of a gross splatter movie, but it was hard to pay attention to him right now. Eyes narrowed at Vanitas, brows drawn together close enough to almost form a singular line emblematic for her current bewilderment and disbelief, Rise didn’t even consider taking another step in his direction. “Are you hitting on me right now?!”

[noiridux]

Wait, what the hell--? His pace slows down to a complete stop, mind becoming muddled with his own bewilderment upon her latest statement. Truth be told, it had come to stump him, the dark being refusing to face his so-called “team partner” in the sheer stupidity of her what had come out her mouth. Mostly, he was just confused though. A brief moment of silence later, Vanitas finally turns to her with a brow raised and voices out the most important question of all. 

“What?”

Hitting on her? As if. What in the many worlds and realms could have led her to even come to that conclusion-- all he said was that he’d ‘seal her lips’; taped, sewn and even melded together if it came to that. Nothing out of the ordinary here. “You know what? Don’t even answer that. Your answer is gonna be as stupid as your question. Nobody would want to ‘hit’ on someone like you anyways, don’t go getting your hopes up.” Tch, please. Who’d she think she is?

“Just shut up and move.” His back given to her once again as he continues making way towards the area gates. “We can’t keep our good friend waiting and if you waste any more of my time, I’ll kill you instead.”

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Broken; its display cracked, other pieces scattered all over the ground. Picking up what was left of her phone with one hand, her other reached for one of the many bones lying around as grotesque decoration – Rise forcefully flinging it at the king of jerks’ head the moment he turned his back on her. 

“Do you have any idea what you’ve just done?!”, she snapped at him, staring him down with the deadliest glare Rise could muster, despite the tears that dripped off her cheeks. “I will never forgive you for this. Never!”

[noiridux]

A glare is sharply delivered in her direction when the edge of the thrown bone hits his head; a seething anger that should have surfaced was instantly curbed by the amusing outcome of this situation-- yes, this-- this he liked to see. Throwing that piece of junk away was so worth it. What once formed a deadly glare, his expression twists into a wicked grin.

“Aw what’s the matter, your little gadget doesn’t work anymore? Did I break it?” A tone full of mocking and feigned innocence, none too soon before it settles into one of apathy, “Good riddance.” With the burst of bluish flames, Vanitas summons his keyblade and sets the blade over his shoulder, “Maybe that’ll teach you to think twice before acting like crybaby.” Of which she still was doing. What an idiot.

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

“Hey–!” Too late, her phone was already gone, colliding with the ground with a not very promising clattering sound. Cue an instant pout from Rise.

“Ngh, maybe?! Don’t forget that I know all of your weaknesses! I just need to find someone to exploit them and you’re done for!” With that declaration she stomped off to find her phone (or whatever was left of it), mumbling “stupid Jerkitas”, “should take a dive into the lava river” and a selection of various other insults under her breath. 

[noiridux]

“Pfft, yeah whatever.” As if she could find anyone in this stupid realm that can fit the criteria; not happening. Vanitas turns away again, allowing her to find the remains of that phone (which hopefully should be in pieces) while he makes way to sign them up for the next fight. “And don’t stall for time! You better hurry up.” he yells back to Rise, assuring he will come after her if escape was her plan all along.

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

…now look what you’ve wrought, Rise. Simply fantastic. 

The Sanctum again it was, how very unpredictable. With a huff, Rise pulls out her cellphone (fortunately even this stupid place still had reception!) and quickly dials the number of the local law enforcements.

“Yes, hi, this is an emergency! I’d like to report a kidnapping in progress–”

[noiridux]

Turning from her, mere steps were taken away from the pig-tailed annoyance before they came to a stop; a conversation voiced behind him, words involving ‘emergency’ and ‘kidnapping’. Seriously? Pivoting on his heel, he marches back up to Rise, rips the phone off from her hand and tosses it as far as he can in a throw. A glare instantly follows--

“Are you stupid? You think some police lackeys can help you?”

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Oh great, so he’d just force her along with his stupid magic? Heck no, Rise would not come quietly! If he wanted her to assist him in some idiotic battle, he needed her safe and sound, wasn’t that right? Betting her luck on this (unproven) theory, Rise now put on an actual fight to escape from his grasp.

“I told you to let go, Moronitas!” What followed was a hearty kick into his knee. 

[noiridux]

“Agh...” Ouch, what the hell? “You, stupid...” A glare is given before he can finish his sentence, expression contorting into one of disgust. Someone was growing too feisty and needed a little taming-- his focus on her fleeting now as Vanitas roughly pulls on her arm (that of which he still haven’t let go) and summons a closer version of the Corridor, merely forcing her to come along to his desired location; the one and only Sanctum.

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Still a jerk, what a surprise! And why was he suddenly so close, anyway?

“No way! You can’t just show up here and drag me away to who-knows-where just because you feel like roughhousing like some delinquent preschooler! I have plans for today and they don’t involve you!”

[noiridux]

“Shut up.” Already going on and complaining; there just wasn’t one day of silent cooperation, was there? “You’re forgetting that I do what I want.” And as so, the grip on her wrist has moved to her forearm instead, making sure she wasn’t going anywhere any time soon. Following suit was the notorious dark corridor, materializing behind him when he can drag her off at an instance. Kidnapping was just no big deal.

[risottokujikawa-deactivated2023]

Not this again. “Yeah, right. I’m sure you just want to watch a movie with me.” Words dripping with sarcasm. “Let go, I don’t feel like get killed today!”

[noiridux]

There was a tug on his end to bring her closer, “Why watch a movie when you can just be in one? Action movies are pretty fun, right?” She didn’t need to answer that. “C’mon, let’s go, you’re wasting time.”