8th Concert - [ audio/action ] my bloody valentine

[violined]

[ There was nothing more suited to be the last straw than this. Kohaku was always walking a thin line between sanity and the deep abyss of his mind and past. Even his annoyed and violent normal self was not all of the cruelty he was capable of. When there was real hatred involved, Kohaku finally became a kind of monster himself. 

Tolerating the NPCs had always been hard, but he managed, limiting himself to occasional kicks and pushes and punches. That was until they started approaching him this day. Even mere approaching might have been something Kohaku could handle, but out of all things they told him they loved him... they wanted him.. dead, possibly. None of these things were things Kohaku dealt very well with. Crazy possessive lovers are unpleasant, but not as awful of the entire idea of these... these... horrible artificial dolls trying to lure him in.  

As the first one pulls a knife, he's only too happy to respond in fashion. That he turns on his phone's recording function as he reaches in his pocket goes unnoticed. ]

Love? Don't fucking make me laugh! [ Noises of movement and a scream, doubtlessly not from Kohaku. ] Gahahaha! That's what you deserve, artificial piece of shit! Feelings? You? You're all as fake as it can get, dolls, empty shells, pretty playthings for a sick puppeteer. 

[ Yuri may have told him to not injure or let alone kill the NPCs, but right now Kohaku lost any ability to control himself. For anybody walking by it's a gruesome scene. The NPCs may be armed themselves, but Kohaku is skilled at throwing knives and he shows no mercy this time. Just injuries aren't enough anymore. He needs to see them bleed, bleed, bleed out, their blood tinting every card and every package of chocolate they may have brought. ]

What are you screaming for? It's not like you were ever alive to begin with! Gahahahahahahaha, just die, filthy imitations! Oh wait, you can't!

[ Maybe he's enjoying this a little too much. There is just so much pent up frustration from all the last months inside of him and now finally, finally he lets loose completely, acting on all his hatred and sheer paranoia. He is scared of them, terrified to the bones. There is nothing more horrifying than dolls pretending to be alive and as such there is also nothing more despicable. It's as if by erasing them, he could also erase his own inner hell. 

He can't though. There is no cure for these feelings and even if there was, it would not relate to causing a blood bath. Still, the hall in front of the music room is a mess now. Blood splattered everywhere and corpses... Some of them with their throats slid expertly, others otherwise injured or also murdered. And then there's Kohaku, grinning insanely in a tense way that makes him look about to cry just alike, chucking every other second, kicking the bodies violently. ]
 

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[violined]

Gym or labs maybe? The dorms may be really fucking high but they're far and they have windows right under the roof again, which defeats the entire purpose.

[ When they leave the building, Kohaku immediately tenses up again, looking around less for buildings and more for further NPCs. As long as they were in plain sight, there was no time for relaxing. ]

[onewayroad]

[While Accelerator is also on the lookout for more NPCs, he's nowhere near as tense as Kohaku about it. Approaching NPCs are something he can take care of at a distance. One quick movement and he can flatten them with powerful gusts of wind on par with those frequently found in hurricanes. He steps swiftly and carefully when not busy scrutinizing their surroundings.

When Kohaku mentions the tallest buildings in the area, he focuses his gaze squarely on the gym.]

Gym. It's taller and it'll be easy to kick off anyone who manages to get that high.

[violined]

Then let's not waste any time.

[ It wasn't so much a matter of whether or not he'd be able to beat NPCs for Kohaku. There wasn't really a problem with that. But not knowing when and from where they'd approach was a problem. NPCs in his mind were nearly the same things as the zombies back home. He could sense the zombies. He knew where they were and how many there were, except for some special cases. Here, this sense was completely missing. At only added to his irrational paranoia. ]

[onewayroad]

Then get in front of me already.

[He glances over to flash an annoyed look at Kohaku and points at the spot right in front of his feet.]

[violined]

.... you're not seriously planning to do what I think, right?

[ For a moment he looks at Accelerator full of doubt and mistrust - only to then do exactly as he is told, even if kind of hesitantly. This is an emergency situation after all and power situation has been pretty clearly established between them. He could hardly start a large fight here without it being completely idiotic. ]

[onewayroad]

[Accelerator shoots him a look full of condescension and annoyance, then steps forward to wrap an arm around Kohaku's waist.]

The better question is, how else could you possibly get up there? We're taking off in three seconds.

[with a firm grip around the older boy, he silently counts to to three before kicking off against the ground with his feet. A few cracks spread out from the point of impact, but Accelerator and Kohaku only rocket upward at a forward diagonal, as if the very ground had repelled them. Their ascent is smooth. He intends to make it from the ground to the roof several stories high in a single jump. The wind whips their hair around.]

[violined]

[ Kohaku would say 'I can fucking climb, just because I am no superpowered idiot, that doesn't mean I'm useless, I could get there, alright?!'... but there isn't really the time for that.

This is possibly the most embarrassing thing ever. ]

I hate you.

[ He hisses under his breath, not exactly intended to be heard but not minding it being hurt either. Halfway he wishes this goes badly just to have something to laugh at Accelerator for. ]

[onewayroad]

[Accelerator does hear it, and mutters right back at him:]

Join the fucking club.

[They soar past the edge of the roof, and drop down about halfway to the center. The landing is a little rough, but not enough to mark up or damage the roof, and he doesn't lose his footing and stumble either. He releases his grip on Kohaku after a couple seconds.]

[violined]

[ Kohaku happily brings physical distance between them as fast as possible. Even if nobody saw this and it was never going to be mentioned anywhere, he still had a feeling it'd take him a while to live down.

Avoiding to deal with Accelerator for the next few moments, Kohaku immediately made use of their newly acquired good view to check the surrounding area for NPCs. ]

Hey, look at that, some finally left the building. They're sloooow.

[ Well, part of them was dead until a moment ago. Whose fault was this again. ]

[onewayroad]

[Kohaku is free to distance himself; Accelerator never really cared for physical contact, and he only bothered with this due to the belief that the guy wouldn't be able to get to the roof on his own.

He heads up toward the very center of the roof and plops down just before the midway mark, sprawling out in a seated position. He turns toward where Kohaku's looking when he speaks up.]

Considering the number you did on them not long ago, I can't be surprised.

[His tone isn't all that accusatory, just a tired and jaded sigh. He's seen enough people in just as bad condition because of his own "actions."]

Now to see how idiotic their attempts to get up here will be.

[violined]

It'll either be a good freak show or a semi-entertaining fight.... Man, I hope this shitty-ass glitch is over with soon. I can do with the entertainment, but any more interest in my person'll just get nasty.

[ And now they're stuck on a roof together for an indefinite amount of time. It's really a great day. This behaviour is basically what Kohaku had always thought the NPCs should act like, logically, but now that it's happening he wishes they'd go back to pretending to be harmless. It had let to a smaller number of annoying situations. ]