Open log: Spade vs Mukuro

[mukurou69]

Who: Spade, Mukuro (and maybe anyone who wants to stop them before it gets out of hand)
What: After a slanging match online, the two illusionists agree to meet and settle once and for all who is stronger.
When: 9th April
Where: A grassy patch outside Yuki B?
Rating: PG for animated cartoon violence and bad languageMukuro was at the appointed spot.

Comments

Trolli- I mean - mature intervention :P

[donmillefiore]

He could sense that there was a battle of illusion going on nearby. The noise told him it was somewhere just outside Yuki B. Byakuran frowned, hoping it wasn't those two illusionists he was assuming it was. Unfortunately, as soon as he opened the window from his room, it was proven that his suspicion was true.

Little Mukuro was having his blade pointed at Spade's throat.

Quickly, he made his way to the scene to separate the two. On his way, he could feel the Poison Scorpion's presence. He knew that she would stop them if the situation got out of hand but he didn't feel like waiting. Flashing behind the two kids, he locked Mukuro by his neck, dragging him away from Daemon Spade.

Mun is waiting for someone to intervene. LOL.

[donmillefiore]

The belting stopped as the don's wrist was caught. He wasn't surprised, though, knowing the woman had been there all the time. His violet eyes narrowed dangerously despite knowing he had nothing against the woman's decision of intervening.

"...They could have killed each other." He told her, voice serious. Still, he didn't make any move to push her away. Nor did he let the giant hands dissipate.

Bianchi-nee~ Q3Q//...Mukuro must have got his good acting gene somewhere, right? XP~

[spade_eye]

Spade could feel his backside throbbing feverishly even as the belting stopped. He twisted his head around to see a woman he did not recognise. Immediately, he had tears swell up his little eyes as he spoke in the most boyish tone he could muster.

"We were just having a bit of fun, signorina."

OUR SAVIOUR---! // What do you mean 'good', Spade? 8|

[mukurou69]

Mukuro didn't know who this woman was, but that didn't mean he was going to cry for the sake of acting pitiful. After all, he hadn't let Byakuran (albeit the younger one) see his tears the last time.

So he threw Spade a slight look of disgust and said, "I wouldn't have killed such a weak-minded fool." He ruined this by adding, "But I would have enjoyed torturing him until he killed himself."

Trolls turn XP// You weren't the one belted XP Not fair, Mukkun needs share the pain 8l

[spade_eye]

Before Bianchi and Byakuran could react, Spade broke his own facade to snap back at Mukuro.

"Nufufu, I'd have you begging to join Vongola by the time I finish toying with you."

Oh my. One must wonder how Mukuro was able to speak past the handkerchief in his mouth...

[deathbycooking]

Bianchi let go of Byakuran's wrist, but grabbed the belt instead, the leather bubbling and hissing at her touch, before it drooped and became a disgusting, stinking mess that collapsed on the ground at her feet. The fumes from it would have usually made anyone not used to her Poison Cooking immediately start retching, but thankfully, she had toned it down a bit for the two boys present.

"You know I would have stopped them before it came to that, Byakuran. I don't like to see children killing each other. But..."

She glanced over to the two boys again, both of them still mulishly glaring at each other. A sigh made its way past her lips, before she moved away from Byakuran, suddenly holding a toxic-looking cake in each hand. She didn't approve of Byakuran's method of punishing them, but she did agree with the fact that they needed to be punished. So she decided to take matters into her own hands.

Illusory mouth to speak for him? /trident-ed

[donmillefiore]

"I know." He admitted, closing his eyes momentarily. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he calmed himself down. He was actually thankful the woman was there to stop him. Despite people deeming him as more calm and patient compared to his younger self, Byakuran knew his anger could still be as bad as ever. And Spade's scream didn't help fueling his long-tamed bloodlust.

"But I couldn't help the rush. Especially, when one of them is my..." He trailed off, eyeing Mukuro intensely.

He raised an eyebrow in slight surprise, though, when he saw what the woman was going to do. He usually didn't like anyone else touching his sweetheart. If it came down to punishing him, he would do it himself. Still...

"My, somehow I didn't feel like stopping you." He found his sadistic side kicking instead of the usual possessiveness. And he smiled pleasantly, looking at the two boys.

Sh-shush, I forgot. He spat it out, okay? D8

[mukurou69]

He narrowed his eyes in response to Byakuran's intense gaze then switched his attention to the toxic-looking cakes being held in the woman's hands. Suddenly he wished the handkerchief was still in his mouth but no, he'd spat it out and it lay out of reach on the grass by his feet.

Firming his lips against being force-fed, he silently challenged the woman to try stuffing even one mouthful of the stuff down his throat.

Hurrhurr. Death by cake (or at least poisoning by cake), here we come~

[deathbycooking]

Bianchi considered the two boys thoughtfully, wondering which one to punish first - because of personal bias, though, she decided that it would be Spade. Mukuro she would leave until later.
Once she'd made her decision, she strode over to Spade and stood in front of him, frowning down at the boy.

"Spade, was it?"

they both spat out your kindness(?), byakuran XP // YOU ALL BULLY SPADEY Q_Q

[spade_eye]

It was not difficult to tell that the cakes were highly poisonous. They were of a perculiar purple, topped with strange 'decorations'.

Spade firmed his lips the same way Mukuro did (they looked rather like twins). What the hell, he had already been belted, and now to be poisoned as well!? He hasn't even killed anyone. This future trip was proving less and less enjoyable.

As Bianchi approached, the boy glared. He would not swallow one bite of it.

But he's so fun to bully~ /scythe'd

[deathbycooking]

The cakes didn't need to be eaten to have an effect (though if they were eaten, the result would be quite spectacular). Merely shoving the toxic sludge into someone's face would be enough to cause them to start suffering, slowly and painfully.

Bianchi raised an eyebrow when the boy refused to answer, glaring up at her, lips pressed tightly together. "My, it isn't polite to not answer when someone has asked you a question, ragazzo. I didn't expect anything else from you, though."

If it's the way you prefer it, Byakuran won't stop you from tasting the cake, Spadey

[donmillefiore]

He stood there, switching to being just the audience. Still, knowing how stubborn the two kids could be, he kept them held firmly in the giant hands. The kids would surely faint after getting done in by the poison cooking. And they might have to find an 'effective' way of dealing with both of them later.

Frankly, he didn't quite like the idea of that beautiful cake mucking his beloved's lovely face. Though a small voice inside his head was telling him a cake smudged Mukuro was sexy and very edible.

You promised sweet things if he took the beating, Byakuran! ;A;

[mukurou69]

Looking at the cakes and the fumes which rose from them already made Mukuro feel ill. Just who was this woman who could produce poison from nowhere? Mukuro half-heartedly tried to free himself, feeling the food he had eaten courtesy of Hibari churning in his stomach.

The predatory look on Byakuran's face was helping none. That monster would take him to his and his future self's shared room once he was too weak to protest. He didn't want to be within five metres of the don.

...Are we assuming mukkun got beat too..? otherwise only spadey get your share of sweet things =333=

[spade_eye]

Spade did not have the strongest stomach, either. Blood and gore he could handle, but things like height poison had never been his field. He eyed the cake wearily. He had gone to bed hungry before waking up in this strange place. A cup of chocolate from Byakuran was all that lined his inside.

"Get that food away from me,zitellona."

/snerk

[deathbycooking]

"What about... no."

So saying that, the cake was smashed into Spade's face without further ado, catching the boy as he was opening his mouth to respond - as a result of that, some of the toxic sludge made its way into his mouth, Spade starting to choke on the poison filling his mouth.

Bianchi stepped back, satisfied with her work as she watched Spade struggling to breathe through his rapidly swelling throat - this particular variety of cake caused hallucinations, the throat to swell (thus making it hard to breathe), horrible, horrible stomach cramps, diarrhoea (which would kick in afterwards) and unconsciousness after a while.
Not designed to kill, no - rather, it was only designed to disable.

You will still get chocolate but isn't Bianchi's cake sweet? //Fear the biasness...

[donmillefiore]

"..." Letting go of the giant hand that held Spade, he watched the young Primo fell the his knee with the cake sliding down his face and into his mouth.

"We might have to take him back to Giotto's room." He eyed the fallen boy and then the other cake in Bianchi's hand. "I think we both already have the satisfaction."

Pulling his fisted hand toward himself, he pulled Mukuro closer and dropped him in his waiting arms. "I am taking care of this boy." Right. He had decided he didn't want that particular cake mucking over his lovely little sweetheart.