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[molotov]

Who: young!Molotov and you
What: being young... and terrible
When: from midnight forward
Where: all over the castle common areas
Rating: shouldn't get over a PG-13

[Tonight, Paradisa, there's young woman prowling your halls. She might look familiar, though not fully. That would be because she has two eyes and is somehow covering even less skin. And while you might know her, she definitely does not know you.

That sucks for you, because she's definitely not the kind of woman you want to surprise. She's an excellent spy, though, so there's a good chance you won't surprise her at all, because she saw you first.

Don't let her shoot first, too.]

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[molotov]

[Cross may notice that Molotov's eyes go ever so slightly out of focus as she gauges the situation. She wants to kill him so much, but she doesn't know enough about him, about his potential back-up or alliances or even what organization he's from. And there are too many doors, there could be dozens of men waiting to hear the gunshot.

She pushes his gun against his head, as if pushing him away.] Not unless you feel like talking more.

[echivoc]

[ The General knows he is the one who will be getting a lecture from Molotov once she is back to normal and potentially remembers this. He does indeed notice her eyes change and lets her do her ~*~inner turmoil of debating~*~ before he moves his head away from the muzzle. ]

What else do you want to know? I could tell you the short version of my life story, or the short version of your life story here, like how you are married to that buffoon, Brock Samson.

[molotov]

Oh, so you are just completely insane. I see.

[echivoc]

Yes, because I would make up such an outrageous lie involving that idiot.

[molotov]

You would, to distract and disorient me.

[echivoc]

Oh, because I cannot distract you like this? [ And suddenly, the gun in her hand will empty itself of all available bullets, letting them fall on the floor in a state of disarray. ]

[molotov]

[Molotov drops her gun like it burned her, then abruptly springs into a butterfly kick, her foot flying toward his face.]

[echivoc]

[ Cross mutters something as soon as she drops her gun, and at this point Carte Garde will kick in and stop her booted foot right at his face. He can tell the gunshot is starting to affect him, so he needs to excuse himself as soon as possible. ]

[molotov]

[Molotov just glowers and strains.]

What are you?

[echivoc]

[ short and sweet: ] An Exorcist.

[molotov]

I am not possessed.

[echivoc]

Which is wonderful, because I would hate to have to kill you, Mol.

[molotov]

Exorcists do not have powers, they are just priests. I have killed several. And let me down.

[echivoc]

Not many Exorcists can do what I'm doing to you now. And how about I simply change your position. [ He backs up to have her leg come down so she's on both feet again, but he is not dropping control just yet. ]

[molotov]

If you do not let me go, I am going to find you in the night, rip your spine out and fuck you in the eye with it.

[echivoc]

[ Cross lets out a sharp whistle. The mental imagery of that reminds him of how an Akuma is created — which I will spare anyone reading this the actual manga page of an Akuma being "born" — and he is not here for that shit. Nope. ]

You definitely learned how to be a bit more patient in your later years, otherwise I think you would have done that already.

[molotov]

Why? Are you so colossally stupid that you would pull this same stunt on me when I am even older?

[echivoc]

Well, there was that one time I did throw a loaf of bread at you with magic... [ He moves to shrug but ow ow ow pain. Okay, time to get the fuck out of here. ]

I believe it is time we went our separate ways. Now, shall I walk you down the stairs, or let you go out my window via my balcony?

[molotov]

I am going to gut you either way and decorate your corpse with your innards. So it is up to you.

[She looks so... very... angry.]

[echivoc]

[ Yes...she...does...

But right now Cross is all him > her, and usually he is always any female >>>> him, so this is an unusual situation for him. ]

Thanks for the heads up, Mol. Let's go. [ And he has decided the stairs it shall be! To the lobby!!! ]

[molotov]

[Molotov spends literally the entire walk struggling and spewing the most vile, hateful threats she can come up with. There's something about sodomizing him with a shotgun in there.]

[echivoc]

[ W o w. Someone spends too much time thinking about how to torture others. He is also debating that next time he has to use Carte Garde on her, he is making sure she shuts the hell up.

Once they hit the lobby he has her stop by the main doors of the castle, putting a good chunk of distance between them. ]

Well, Molotov, it was lovely hearing you think of ways to make me suffer before my unfortunate demise at your hands.

[molotov]

I am going to feed you your own intestines!

[echivoc]

Good to know, thanks. Now go be a good girl and run along. [ He activates Magdala Curtain, which shields himself from Molotov's vision, and heads up the main staircase. He only lets the power of Carte Garde drop once he is at the top, and heads off to the clinic. ]

[molotov]

[Molotov does not do that at all. Instead, she just fires her gun into the space that Cross just disappeared from until she runs out of bullets, at which point she huffs and stalks off.]