“Let me go!” Kat shouted, already in pain. (woah, insane/dark!al torturing kat?)
"What?" Al asked, truly curious, "Why would I do that? I’m honestly enjoying myself."

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“Let me go!” Kat shouted, already in pain. (woah, insane/dark!al torturing kat?)
"What?" Al asked, truly curious, "Why would I do that? I’m honestly enjoying myself."
"Do you wanna play a /game/?" Alphonse chuckles darkly as a knife dangles from his hand. "Because I'm bored, and my little /friend/" He gave a wicked grin, holding up the knife. "Wants to take a /blood bath/." {{Insane!Alphonse, you can choose which muse you want}}
At first Al’s words didn’t even register in Havoc’s mind, but the shining blade dangling in the younger man’s fingers left no mistake. That knife was more than just for show. Though a panic gripped his heart when he saw the amusement shining in those golden eyes, Havoc wasn’t going to just take this lying down. He grasped the wheels on his chair as if that would help keep his gaze steady as he refused to let the fear show on his face.
"Cut it out, Al. This isn’t funny." His voice didn’t even waver in his demand. He was used to far more dangerous enemies than the likes of Alphonse Elric. The kid probably didn’t even know how to use a knife for anything more than cooking, so what the hell was he so worried about?