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"Huh. You're really inconsiderate. You're putting your friends and loved ones through… well, hell almost. Nobody's here to aid you. You have the...
I yawn, rolling my eyes. "Then make it easier and just give up already."
"So?" the corners of my mouth hitch up in a dark smile. "Would you rather me do this to you…?" I ask, turning to face him
"Ooooh, weapons against things that are dead already." I gasp in mock horror, pressing a hand to my heart. "Try again."
(Oh, you mean here, Zeke? )
"Back away, Shu…" I murmur not turning around, running the blade along Zack's neck
"I'm breathing normally… you may not be after I'm done…" I grin, grabbing him
"You lucky bàstard…" I snicker, floating up to face him. "Need I remind you that Daddy's minions can tear your wings away?"
"Where are you going?" I giggle, approaching him
I cross my arms, yawning. "So… what're you exactly?" (what a nonchalant reaction)
(Glad her behaviors are being analyzed ) I grin at Zack, gripping the blade tighter. "I heard you… dear…"
(suspense! )
(yep)
"What is there to get?" I ask, sighing.
"Hey." I say blankly, twirling my knife.
"Was there ever a truce?" I laugh, grabbing his throat. "Funny… I still care about you, idiot. Maybe I'll make your death a little less painful…"
I twitch, blushing slightly.
"And I thought you liked darkness." I laugh, the music ending. "Can't do anything about that. I am the daughter of Satan, after all."
"Oh really? What was so different?" I ask, looking at him intently.
"So? Riku, you begged to be my servant in the dream. I was only doing as you asked… besides, here in the real world, I don't have a power like...