ｆｏｕｒｔｈ ｗａｌｌ。ａｃｔｉｏｎ。

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[ People. People everywhere all of a sudden. And Ange doesn't know the cause for it, nor does she particularly feel like thinking about it right now, so she does what she does best.

Being anti-social.

Ange is mostly planning on finding some quiet place where she doesn't have to stay inside all day yet doesn't have to face the crowds either, but obviously it isn't really working with so many people all over the village all of a sudden. So the chance is big that rather than avoiding the crowd, she'll only run into people more and more as time goes on. Maybe there's even some familiar faces. Or familiar trollfaces, considering the kind of people Ange knows. ]

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[justiceerror]

[He smiles, walking closer to her. He reaches out to her, grabbing a strand of her hair...]

I wonder.... you must have a brain in that pretty little head of yours, so use it.

Unless lady Bernkastel really messed you up so you can't even think....

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[ 'Lady' Bernkastel --- no, that's not how Battler calls that witch at all, and the different outfit, the lack of wings like all those new people here today.. Even though she's holding a strand of her hair, she still steps back, trying to make him let go of it through that, and realisation settles in on her expression. ]

You're.. not Battler onii-chan..!

[justiceerror]

[...Hoh.

His lips curl into a twisted smile, and he reaches out to her, grabbing her wrist. He tightened his grip, making her know that she's not about to escape.]

And we have a winner.... want to know what your prize is...?

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[ ... Crap. This is bad, because.. whatever this is, even if he looks like her older brother, it's not him, and.. that grip is so strong, almost as if he's trying to threaten her with just that-- ]

... I feel like I don't particularly want to know. [ She's trying to keep her calm, but her voice sounds tighter than usually. ]

[justiceerror]

This is a game Ange...

[One that he'll win, for sure. Battler smiles at her... wondering what he should do first. Hmmm... he looked over her frame, and then he got an idea. Those wings...]

...And I'm going to give you your reward for figuring out that I'm not your brother. But I am at the same time, get it? Hehaha...!

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You're not him. [ She grits her teeth, glaring at him - she has to remember that much, even if the face is the same, it's not him, her brother would never grab her wrist so must it almost hurts.. ] So don't even try saying you're the same as him!

[justiceerror]

But I am the same as him...! I'm the culprit...! The one that killed your entire family-! What's it like, I wonder, being faced with the person that took them all away from you for all those years!

[And he grabbed her hair- forcing her to turn around so her back was facing him.]

Don't worry my dear sister... I'll end your pain soon enough...! [and he reached out to her, gripping a feather and began to slowly pull.....]

[repudiate]

[ The culprit-- no, her older brother wouldn't do that, it was said in red that he wasn't the culprit. All of this was just a lie, probably something the Malnosso thought up to torture her, but just as she's about to speak up about it.. She's already turned around, and the moment she feels that sensation, she already knows what he's doing, that he's slowly starting to tug out a feather. ]

S-- Stop..! You can't do that, i-- [ her own sentence is interrupted by a painful gasp. ]

[justiceerror]

[Oh! Oh he liked that kind of reaction from her...! Too bad though... there wasn't nearly enough feathers here to torture her until he was satisfied. Ah well, this would do.]

I can't do what...? Finish your sentence.

[And the feather has been pulled out. He's reaching for another one, gripping it and slowly tugging it out as well.]

[repudiate]

You can't tug them out, it-- it hurts..

[ By the time he actually pulls it out, it's more than a gasp - it's a downright slight shriek, because she can't hold that back with the pain of having a feather pulled out. It's the same as the pain from back when she was torn apart, like a chunk of flesh is being ripped out of her all over again. Might want to do something about those shrieks before people notice.. ]

[justiceerror]

[...Aah... he likes hearing her shriek in pain! He enjoys it too much! But he knows that if she continues to yell she'll attract attention. He reached around her- slapping a hand over her mouth, trying to muffle any cries coming from her.]

Sorry Ange.... [And just to be even more creepy, he leans down to her and licks at her neck- aah... this was too amazing! He wanted more blood though...! But this was a good way for her to feel pain... and he plucks out yet another feather. Three down.]

[repudiate]

[ Oh, at least don't think she doesn't struggle. Especially when he covers her mouth with his hand, she only feels inclined to struggle even more, to somehow get away from him. She doesn't like feeling like this, so helpless, and-- then she can feel him against her neck, licking there, and she shudders, gasping into his hand. No, this isn't what she wants, not when she has a boyfriend, not when it's from a guy who looks like her older brother and who is hurting her at the same time..

Speaking of hurting her, by the time he gets to the third feather the pain is enough to almost make her cry, but.. Ange doesn't want to give him that satisfaction just yet, so instead she grits her teeth, her cries muffled against his hand, and tries to keep back her tears. ]

[justiceerror]

[She can struggle all she wants, he's much stronger than her. She's not going to escape his grasp, especially with him holding her and his hand is planted firmly over her mouth. She can scream all she wants, they'll just be muffled sounds anyways.]

Aah... yes! Excellent..! I wonder I wonder... what else can I do...? If I set them on fire will it hurt even more-? Hehe... heh.. hehyahah!

[he cackled to himself as he plucked out another feather, and another. She should be in a lot pain by now, and it was like ecstasy to the evil piece.]

[repudiate]

[ Then.. is it seriously that helpless? Will she just be stuck here in his grasp like this, as he pulls out all of her feathers - and god, it hurts, it's just like being torn apart all over again even though she isn't actually losing chunks of her flesh, but the pain is all the same. And.. then what? Will he kill her, while she still has so much to live for in this place, as ironic as the thought is..

But the pain makes it more and more difficult to stand, and by now the only thing practically keeping her standing is him holding her like that. Ange's still trying to hold back the tears, but with this kind of pain it's practically impossible and slowly but surely, no matter how much she dislikes it, they start to roll down her cheeks, even over his hand covering part of her face. ]

[justiceerror]

[He feels her try and wretch away from him after each pluck of her feathers, and it's amusing to say the least. Battler's smirk never leaves him, and it even grows when he feels those tears start to roll down her face and touching his hand. After yet another feather was plucked out, he let go of her.

Not a moment later, he grabbed her by her hair and pushed her to the ground with some force.]

More...! I need to see more blood...! This isn't enough, this isn't anywhere near enough...! Hehehahahahaha!

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[ The moment she's released is when she realises she should get away while she still has the chance, before he does more to her like he's saying, like he's crazily laughing about, wanting to see blood-- but when she tries to move up, she realises she can't even move much, not with the pain her wings are giving her. The spots where feathers were plucked from still feel sore, and she's trying her best to not make them touch anything to keep them from hurting.

So she does what she at least can do - lift her face and glare at him, even with the tears still staining her face. ]

Do you really think you can get-- nngh, away with this? I'll call Keiichi, or Minato, or-- anyone..! [ Not that she has her journal with her, but she can bluff - or maybe scream, or anything that can save her right now.. ]

[justiceerror]

[He likes to see those tears on her face, it was part of the reason why he had tossed her to the ground. He liked it when they struggled... aahh but that's no good, he can't just kill her in this place- that wouldn't be satisfying at all.. maybe leaving her to crawl on the ground after having her feathers pulled out was a perfect way to watch his precious sister fight for life.

Battler knelt down to her, bringing a hand out and wiping away a stray tear.]

...I already am getting away with it. I got away with murder before- I can do it again. And killing seventeen people... ah no that's a lie, I forgot that Kyrie-san and dad were in on it too. How's it feel to know your family are a bunch of murderers? That's the truth that happened on that day.

[repudiate]

What--

[ She quickly manages to lift up her arm - the last of her strength and dignity - to bat away his hand once she feels him wiping away that tear on her face. She doesn't want him to touch her, not even when it's something as simple as that, and she frowns in confusion and denial. ]

Shut up..! Do you really expect me to believe some crap like that..? Onii-chan and mom and dad.. they'd never do something like that!

[justiceerror]

[She can try all she wants, it's not going to help- she's not going to run away from him.]

Ask Kyrie-san... she's here, isn't she? Your mom and dad killed everyone... aahh but then you see, that wasn't any good. They tried to kill Eva oba-san too, and then out of self defense she was forced to do them in as well.

Don't you get it my precious little sister...? That person you pushed away for all those years- she was the only one keeping you sane, keeping you from finding out the truth.

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Shut up.. Shut up, shut up, shut up..! You're just telling me more lies, so stop talking already..!

[ It's easy to see that she's slowly starting to doubt things though, especially with the way she's denying it so furiously. ]

What, isn't pulling out my feathers enough for you?! Do you have to tell me lies and call me your 'precious little sister' too? You're not Battler onii-chan, so cut it out, it's sickening..!

[justiceerror]

[he smiled at her even so- but his torment wasn't done just yet. He had to get in her head, he had to make her doubt everything and believe in him. Battler reached out to her, grabbing her hair and forcing her forward as he whispered into her ear.]

When are you going to understand that I'm your brother... but at the same time I'm not that idiot at all. You know the witches games, do you know about the pieces?

Let's see... when you were younger you hated eating seaweed didn't you? Aahh yes yes... you used to whine about it- but then push it onto my plate to try and trick your mother, don't you recall that?

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Nngh-- [ No, how could he know that, that was.. something no one else was supposed to know, let alone a guy who was torturing her this much-- ]

N-no.. you're just.. guessing, or-- [ she's franctically searching for excuses now, yes, even with him still this close to her. ] Or whoever made you just gave you those memories, but you're still nothing like onii-chan..!

[justiceerror]

[he chuckles at that.]

Is that the best you can do-? Your theories really are the worst. No wonder you were torn up back in the fourth game.

Aahh... how I would have loved to be the one to rip chunks from that precious flesh of yours! I want to hear more of your screams Ange...!

[repudiate]

You're not Battler onii-chan..! You're not like him in the slightest!

[ At least he's still holding her by her hair and whispering to her, so.. even if it's probably a stupid idea, even if it'll only get her more into trouble, she wants to fight back, so she flails her arms in the direction of his head, intending to punch him so he'll let go of her. ]

[justiceerror]

[Flailing? Oh please- he lets go of her hair and when her hands attempt to go to his face, he reaches out with precision and grabs her wrists, holding them in place.]

No you're right... I'm nothing like that incompetent fool you call a brother! I'm actually capable of doing something!

[and his grip tightens on her wrists, attempting to hurt her- he's much stronger than her after all.]