~Thirty-Fourth Spectacle~

[quitemysterious]

[Voiced]
Game over.

Haseo, you're hereby relieved from your post, do let the hostages out now. Tifa, Chrome, I fully expect you to get the remaining people out. I do believe this has gone on for quite long enough.

Ah... but Ceasar, a word?

[Filtered to Forcystus, still voiced]The half-elven boy will be behind the front desk in twenty minutes,

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This here is the epic endgame thread

[quitemysterious]

[Itsuki, for now, is pretty much just sitting idly in the storage room atop a box. Across his belt are still a few canisters of some gases, but with a sigh he removes the belt they're on, instead reaching for something on the floor. The whole room smells bad too, and there's a faint taste of iron in the air]

[nowarstowin]

[A few minutes later, Caesar shuffles in, looking haggard and tense, Katou at his side. He stops several feet away from his opponent, eying the other warily.]

Shall we get this over with, then?

[quitemysterious]

[A sigh and a shrug before an idly smirk spreads across that face] Do shut the door.

[mercurial314]

[Katou pauses as well with a yawn, which he doesn't bother hiding behind his hands. He eyes Itsuki with mild curiosity, offering a nod and a flippant grin as a greeting, but nothing more.]

[nowarstowin]

[Caesar doesn't take his eyes off Itsuki as he reaches back, pushing the door shut firmly. His mind is saying that it's a terrible idea; it smells strangely, and ... well, it's Itsuki, really.]

[quitemysterious]

Excellent. Now, before business... [He reaches down into a pouch next to him, clinking several empty vials before taking out one full one and holding it out]

Would you care for a little drink? It doesn't take all that great but... [he shrugs]

[mercurial314]

[Katou frowns a little at Caesar but doesn't say anything. Whatever game Itsuki's playing, Caesar doesn't seem to mind being his marionete, which makes Katou a bit uneasy. But he's going to stay in his role as a statistic, for now, and stay quiet.]

[nowarstowin]

[Caesar moves forward to take the vial from Itsuki's fingers, studying the liquid through the glass curiously.] What is this?

[quitemysterious]

A stimulant. S'how I've been awake this whole time. [Idly, he looks to go as if he's reaching for another one of those vials, fumbling idly in the contents of that pouch]

[mercurial314]

[This all meets an expectant silence from Katou, a thoughtful frown as well, a bit of uneasy shifting on his feet.]

[nowarstowin]

[Caesar makes a face and lowers the vial, glancing at Itsuki with an arched brow.] I'll pass, thanks. I'd rather we finished here so I can go home and get some rest.

What's this about, Koizumi? You didn't call me out to offer drinks, I'm sure.

[quitemysterious]

You'll be able to rest? [He laughs a bit lightly at that as he withdraws his hand -- which now holds that flintlock pistol he's been working on. Loaded or not? Who knows?]

Isn't this a marvel though? That with the materials here you can make something like this... [His grin is eerie, but not threatening -- never threatening. The barrel isn't even really pointed at them]

[mercurial314]

[Well, that could explain this weird farce, Katou muses. But he's not buying it yet. He fingers the kunai in his sleeve, however. Itsuki will find it from his eye if he'll be pointing the gun somewhere inappropriate.] Ya wanna try putting that away, pal?

[nowarstowin]

[Caesar manages to look at first shocked, and then indignant. He's too tired and irritated to be afraid, though he knows what it is -- it's crude, but then again so is are simple clubs, and one can be hurt by one just as easily. He shoves his hands in his pockets, glaring at Itsuki, growling with a tone of exasperation.]

By the runes, Koizumi! What are you expecting to accomplish with this little farce? I should punch you.

[quitemysterious]

[He sighs and shrugs] Haha... you're no fun like this. Well then, [he stands as he drops the thing to the floor, which lands with something like a clatter as he pushes aside the box he was sitting on -- revealing two important things.

The first is what is clearly a (very small) bomb on the far side of the room, now made visible by the movement. The second is the corpse of Gojyo, right at the foot of it]

I have something of a promise to this man to uphold. I figured I'd offer you to see the show. [He snaps his fingers as he reaches into his pocket, pulling out a map] Oh, and this might be useful to you later.

[mercurial314]

[The guy is crazy. But not unfamiliar crazy, and mild version of what Katou is used to. This is getting just too fucking confusing for him, however.]

So, who's the corpse? [he asks, part expecting Itsuki to ignore him completely. That's what the other crazies did anyhow.]