32.5 // arena nonsense for ceres // horrors or something

[She finally got someone, even if it was a girl. She'd put up more of a fight than any of the men Syo's ever done, and between that and the relief of finally letting go everything coiled inside her since the Admiral brought her back with an unmet deal rushes out of her in cackles and squeals even as, for the first time in several days, she finally does her job.

Her item beeps more quickly as she starts to close in on Ceres' position, and when she finally catches sight of her in a clearing, she grins and shouts a greeting. That there's something wrong - it isn't her Ceres - isn't yet clear.]

Finally! Why didn't you come looking for me?

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heavenlymisandrist

[ The best thing Ceres has been able to gather for just this occasion is a bit of dry dirt. She doubts it will work. She'll have to practically shove it up the poor girl's nose.

She doesn't glare at her friend, just keeps the same bland expression she always wears. ]

I saw no need.

From:

syouko

You really think you can make it out here on your own? When I never asked for your powers back?

[Either Ceres has suddently grown a spine or she isn't the one she knows. She isn't sure how to proceed next, but knows that with girls, friendliness is always smarter, so comes up to her to toss an arm over her shoulders.]

What happened? Did you finally let go of everything that girl wants you to do?

From:

heavenlymisandrist

[ This doesn't sound or look like the Touko Ceres knows. Therefor she is a danger, and Ceres retreats from her touch without remorse. ]

Your words make no sense.

From:

syouko

You're finally standing up for yourself!

[Her grin widens, even if Ceres has rejected the gesture, and Syo reaches instead to take Ceres' hands in hers.]

I'd almost lost hope!

From:

starofdarkness

[ Ceres takes a step back away from the hand, reaching into her pocket for a pointy rock she found earlier. ]

Touch me again and I will cut the fingers from your hand.

From:

syouko

[One hand is already in a slit side pocket, fingering the grip of her scissors.] Insubordination? I like it.

From:

starofdarkness

[ She needs to get the dirt into Syo's nose. She grips the rock like a knife and moves in, slashing with one hand and throwing dirt with the other.

This is so not going to work. ]

From:

syouko

[Syo ducks her head at the missile, and even though Ceres chips at her forearm, it's the dirt crumbling on top of her head that shocks her; her scissors are out and she grabs for Ceres' hair to pull her closer.] When did she sneak out? How did you know?!

From:

heavenlymisandrist

[ Ceres has a lot of hair to be pulled. To her credit, she growls rather than cry out in pain, and jabs at the girl again with the rock. ]

You have no understanding of the situation you are in.

From:

syouko

I don't know what you're getting at, but you want to try me?!

[She's envied this hair, that body, knowing Ceres looks like a model of proper womanhood even if they're both going to end up in the dirt; it's all potential, the kind that Syo has wanted to see blooming wherever Ceres walks into a trail of broken hearts and bloody faces. She snarls in pain when Ceres stabs her, but still tangles her fingers in a chunk of hair and pulls her towards a rock, grabbing at the rock arm with her scissors hand. They'll heal up, both of them. It'll be a good lesson.]

You might be old on the inside, but you're a hundred years too young!

From:

heavenlymisandrist

[ Ceres isn't one for banter. She also isn't really one for hand to hand combat, so it shouldn't be surprising that Syo is able to overpower her so easily. She just keeps striking out with the rock, even as she takes hits herself. ]

From:

syouko

[By the time she backs Ceres against the rock, she has cuts chipped across her face and chest, but Syo can't give up now, and she wedges Ceres against herself and yanks her wrist back to get her to drop the rock.]

You tried. I get the point.

From:

starofdarkness

[ She drops the rock with a strangled gasp, too distracted by pain to keep a hold of it. They're too close for her to have any other options, so she flails wildly, doing her best to strike out as hard and as often as she can. ]

From:

syouko

[Syo doesn't get it. Ceres has to know how the game goes by now, or at least have heard Syo's rules for testing inmates, and she's always been softly compliant, if resentful, until now. Disarmed, trapped, in danger of imminent death, but still fighting her, and knowing a trick she's made sure none of the inmates know...

What if she isn't the real thing? She tries to bend her wrist back into neutral, as if that would heal it, and smiles, trying to keep up what little authority she has left in case she's wrong.]

Why don't you get it? If you stop, I'll let you go. You're not my type.

From:

heavenlymisandrist

I have waited centuries for death. I welcome it with open arms.

[ Or pinned arms, as the case may be. She tries to claw and even bite, but... well, it's sad to say but Syo is about as strong as Ceres is. ]

From:

syouko

You think this is gonna end it for good?

[She's confused, still isn't a hundred percent sure, but is now sure enough to keep her weight still pressed against Ceres, dropping her arm to try and stab her, a clean hit to the heart or the arteries in her neck blocked by the girl snapping at her.]

Let me get it over with if you're going to fight.

From:

heavenlymisandrist

[ She may be ready to die, but she'd really rather like to Syo with her. So she doesn't stop fighting or struggling. ]

I will do no such thing.

From:

syouko

[Blood turns Touko into Syo, but not the other way around, especially now that Touko is a terrified kernel deep in her brain. That's a good thing with the blood streaming from her own cuts and bites and everywhere she's jabbed Ceres. She's frustrated more than anything by now, angry with herself she let it get that far, and she finally surrenders to what she should have done this whole time instead of try to negotiate.

She drops her scissors to tangle a hand in Ceres' hair and bash her head against the rock. It won't satisfy her at all, she knows as soon as she's done it, but she can't be shown to back down.]

Edited (content warning) Date: 2014-10-19 08:25 pm (UTC)

From:

starofdarkness

[ Ceres has never been shy around blood, but she has also almost never been made to bleed herself. She doesn't understand what it means when she starts to feel weak. She doesn't think that the cuts and bruises covering her now are significant. She certainly doesn't know what's wrong when her head hits rock and the world goes white for a moment.

She lets out an involuntary grunt and stops struggling while she's stunned from the blow. She knows she needs to recover, but she doesn't know how. By the time she figures it out it'll probably be too late. ]

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