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when you strike with soul and quick precision
DATE: 01/12
WARNINGS: Blood, violence, manga battles, FEELINGS
SUMMARY: Giovanni wants to kill the Deemers for personal reasons, Haise wants to save them for personal reasons, manga battle ensues
[This isn't how the game usually goes. There's no electric crackle of laughter or a smile that's knife-bright and empty, no, instead his face is set and cold and splattered with red. it's a serious business, suddenly, something that cuts so close to the bone that it penetrates, sinks in deep, and all through his head there are thoughts and feelings that spin and whirl and burn. The sound is thunderous, ringing in his ears and through his skull and reverberating right down to the core of him like it'll shake loose the snatched parts of himself that make him who he is, separate him from muscle and bone and metal once and for all.
He'd said this wasn't about him, but that of course is a lie and this, if anything, is the closest thing he's done since he arrived here that has only himself at its centre. To be left without memories, to be nothing more than an empty shell of the self you once were-- well. It's something he knows, a fear that plagues him always even here and he doesn't want it for himself and perhaps he can't stop it ultimately, but he can stop this. Can do what needs to be done.
It's with a methodical kind of brutality, then, that he hunts out Deemers now, kills them swiftly and coolly without a second thought, his face a blank mask but his insides whirring. He'll kill them all if he can, every last one, consequences be damned.
If a fellow recruit wanted to find him, all they'd have to do is follow the trail of blood.]