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[vanityunbcoming]

(OOC: WARNING, Vanitas will be unmasked for this thread! No spoilers in the prompt, itself.)

[On the playground just off the center of town, there's a body. Well, it's not really a body, it's just an unconscious person lying on their back in the sandbox, and wearing nothing but a pair of pants, ala Newfeather style. But this isn't a Newfeather

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[compos_mentis]

[...Well what have we here? She head this playground was behind the school- she half-expected someone to jump her, ask was she was doing there (maybe she was a "villain" some people filtered against) but she was able to get in. But there's some guy looking like he's dying there.

She slowly walks over and then, leers over him. Hey, sup]

[vanityunbcoming]

[Well, ironically enough she's just the type of person he needs around right now. All those dark emotions are strengthening him little by little.

Wordlessly, he picks himself up again once he's not gonna heave just by lifting his head, and scoops up the pack that contains his belongings.]

[compos_mentis]

[She nods, watching this with very blatant curiosity. Really, she'd half-tempted to attack him, just to see if hes capable of responding in this state, but no, she'll wait for now, a smirk plastered on her lips]

[vanityunbcoming]

[And he's half-way expecting her to. He would, if their situations were reversed.

The pack has those few precious hi-potions in them he got around Christmas, as well as his helmet. Good, everything seems to be here. Once he's affirmed that, he finally notices her smirk, and draws his own brows down in an almost petulant look.]

If you're so eager to help me, why don't you start by finding me a coat.

[compos_mentis]

[...Oh, and now it's making demands.

Tell you what, she doesn't feel like it. Instead, in a flash, she gets her pistol from its side-holster in hand and is pointing it at him. Not waiting for anything in the way of reaction besides this, she fires a hap-hazard (and therefore non-lethal, probably to an arm or something) shot]

[vanityunbcoming]

[What are guns? The bullet grazes his bicep, drawing a sharp, pained shout from him as he clamps his hand over the wound. But blood still leaks through the spaces between his fingers.

Voidgear appears in his injured arm's hand, as he tries to defensively block himself with it. It's not very effective in this situation, but having any weapon's better than having none.]

Killing me now isn't gonna give you the satisfaction you want, y'know.

[compos_mentis]

Yeah, why's this?

[Almost immediately after she says that, a second shot. This one is aimed for the knee, make the guy stumble or ideally blow out the kneecap, but ideally she's keen to see how he reacts now that he knows this exists]

[vanityunbcoming]

Because-- [The next shot misses his knee by just a couple inches, and instead goes through the meatier part of his lower thigh. Still makes him go down, though, now bleeding from two different places.

It's difficult for him to keep his thoughts together, and now he's curling a lot more defensively, trying to cover as much of himself as he can with his weapon, though even he's not fast enough to stop a bullet if it's aimed right.]

--it's too easy.

[compos_mentis]

[Hm... where to aim. Where to aim. It's really only a very quick delay, but she took that delay to consider it. She could kill him, but... well, he's not right, but he's also not wrong, either

Left shoulder. She also smirks after that shot]

You're assuming quite a bit about my psyche.

[vanityunbcoming]

[That shot does manage to get deflected, but the kick-back of the impact makes him sway a little. Narrowing his eyes even more, there's black wisps appearing in the air around him--not quite materializing though they're trying.]

I'm not deaf, either. [Yes, he may've been keeping tabs on some of her more interesting public conversations.] I know you play rough, and I know you'd like a challenge.