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Silco ([personal profile] conflictresolution) wrote2023-08-09 07:54 pm

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"Leave a missive, but be brief about it."

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[personal profile] finalrun 2024-02-22 06:11 am (UTC)(link)
That's correct. There are more of our kind, our family, enslaved by the humans of our universe. I aim to free them and establish a world of our own, free from humanity's parasitic influence.

I have killed for him, and I would do so again without hesitation. There is nothing more important to me than Vash.


[ride or die!]

Ah. Her.
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[personal profile] finalrun 2024-02-22 06:27 am (UTC)(link)
That remains to be seen. Until I can find a way to open a connection between them and myself, there is little I can do that would benefit them right now.

Even if Vash ends up resenting me for my choices, I am resolute in following through. Whatever it takes.

I see we understand each other, then.
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[personal profile] finalrun 2024-02-22 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
I have considered it, yes. Every possible scenario must be taken into account.

No. He would not.


[knives remembers looking down into the barrel of that gun, the look in his brother's eyes before they were parted. of course, he could be wrong, maybe vash would protect him in turn... but knives won't risk betting on it.

but answering 'no' might dissuade silco from potentially using vash in the future. his brother having nothing to offer means he is safer for it.]


So long as Vash is unharmed, then we are in agreement.
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[personal profile] murderingjustice 2024-02-23 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
Aldrip did seem to be doing just fine before our presence here. [They were, after all, only visitors in this world. Though, it is also true that the economy here hadn't exactly been thriving, staying stale and unchanging despite the countless adversities and catastrophes this world seems to be dealing with. From world altering maze to gigantic sea monsters and what not.

Goro only continues to smile at him.]
Yes, only potentially. However, that is enough for my presence. [More than Silco might think. After all, he believes in eliminating any possible or potential threats before they have a chance to become an issue.]

Ah, yes. I did. To both of them actually, though that was hardly necessary. You did make yourself known on the public network with the silly banter. But there's something I'd like to know. Why not grab both sisters? I'd imagine that would be more beneficial than to stand between them.
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[personal profile] murderingjustice 2024-02-24 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Ah, so you are a good samaritan after all? Only looking forward to fulfill your civic duty as a concerned civilian. [The words are spoken in a mocking sing-song voice, dripping amusement. He really doubts there is anything remotely close to righteous or good within Silco's heart. Same goes for him, too.

Which is perhaps why what the man says next tugs something within him. Akechi can feel in his mind how the thread of progress, of "rehabilitation" of sorts, loosens and begins to come undone. Akira had said that he represented Justice to him, and that it's because of such realization he was able to do all the world changing heroics. How laughable such claim appears to him in moments like these. After all, he was just a--]


Enforcer? Hardly, I'm merely a concerned detective. [-- a dangerous serial killer. An assassin with a (nearly) flawless record.

But he doesn't let that little thorn on his side to show and only presses further when seeing the subtle change in Silco's features. Oh? Could it be that there is some history there? Maybe a failed attempt. If so, no wonder considering how hard headed Vi could be.]


It seems just foolish, that is all. It is good to have a proper back up in case your current project proves out to be defective. [No love for Jinx. The girl is nothing but a yapping dog in his eyes, annoying and reckless.]
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[personal profile] murderingjustice 2024-02-25 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
[A laughter erupts from his chest, bubbling lightly as it comes out while Akechi shakes his head. Again, such politically well balanced answer. Something he could imagine slipping right out of that man's mouth as well. Akechi has spent too much time of his life while playing these games with people like Silco.]

Really? [Akechi huffs out air once the laughter is subdued. He places one elbow on the desk, leaning is cheek on his palm and corking his eyebrow up in interest.] What do you think I am, then?

[Never mind that he also kind of outed himself when advocating for violence when it came to punishing people in Rumpitur. It had been done in a fit of rage and frustration, to quell his anger and troubling feelings after seeing Akira hurt. Oh well. He hadn't said anything too damning, other than being fine with murder. But then again, who here wasn't.

He clicks his tongue, making condescending 'tsk'-sounds when the man tries to make a dig at his childhood.]


A crime overlord and drug kingpin with a heart of gold? Oh my, how touching. That bullshit might work on her, which is good for your own sake, but don't expect me to buy it.
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[personal profile] murderingjustice 2024-02-28 11:45 pm (UTC)(link)
I see. That is almost disappointing.

[Well, to be fair Silco's assessment wasn't wholly wrong. He was more than what he usually let on, a wolf in sheep's clothing as the man had put it. But he was also a detective -- one with a lot of following and fans on top of that. Sure, most of the violent crimes he 'solved' were his own doings but ah, no big deal.

Though, where Silco's dig really lands is when he mentions 'someone special.' Because really, if it weren't for Akira they wouldn't be sitting here having this conversation. No, if he wasn't trying to improve himself Akechi would've already left the office, leaving Silco with a bullet in his head. ]


And there it is, [He clicks with his tongue.], another wolf bearing his teeth. I believe we both can now quit the farce and lay our cards on the table so to speak. What I want to know are your plans for this world.
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[personal profile] murderingjustice 2024-03-01 01:59 am (UTC)(link)
[Aaand that response is just as vague and non-answer as he expected to get. Akechi knew that it was very much unlikely that Silco was just going to share his future plans just because he asked. Especially not after their conversation, where the hostility had lingered below the surface.

Oh well, at least he can say he tried the nice way.]


Hahah, it seems like our plans are similar in the nature here. [He laughs and nods, seemingly polite and pleasant.

But then, fast as lightning, Akechi lunges forward from his chair. His hand shoots up to quickly grab on Silco's hair to slam the man's face hard on the table -- making sure that it's his 'good' side that comes in contact with the wooden surface. Just to be extra bitch.

Akechi looms over him, grip tight and pressing the man down with the help of his own weight.]
And it would only be in your best interest to make sure that your 'happy life' doesn't come in the way of mine. For your own health. And the yapping girl's you call your 'daughter'.
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[personal profile] murderingjustice 2024-03-02 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[Akechi hadn't been able to see the knife when sitting, but now that he's standing over him the keen red eyes follows the man's every movement. He sees the hand reaching for something, which he could only expect to be a weapon of sorts. Because what else could it be? Yet, he doesn't act on it -- allowing the man to play his own gamble.

He keeps pinning Silco down, gloved fingers curling around the short hair and pulling his scalp.]


I need you to stay in your little lane, old man. You can keep playing your little concerned citizen act all you want, keep selling flowers and what not. But don't even think of stepping outside of that role. You will have to be a good boy and leave the power vacuum alone. Or I will burn you and your empire down into ashes.

[The sharp tip of the blade awkwardly pokes Akechi's in the thigh -- to which he only responds with an exaggerated sigh and roll of eyes.] I would advice against that, Mr. Silco. Not unless you are interested in finding out what a psychotic breakdown will do to one's cognition.
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[personal profile] finalrun 2024-03-03 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
So long as our goals align, I will offer you my assistance.

Only towards humans. It is a sickness of the mind.


[a poisonous seed planted by that woman...]

She seems to enjoy causing strife with strangers.
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[personal profile] grappler 2024-03-04 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
oh yeah, i know you have. you've taken it and twisted it to your needs while i was sitting rotting in jail. i know. you don't have to monologue to me about it.
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[personal profile] opheliac 2024-03-05 03:06 pm (UTC)(link)
( it's morning to a new month. it seems the two of them survived another cold black-out night, and there is natural light coming through the windows. jinx failed once again to convince silco to nuzzle with her in the pulled out couch, so instead, she slept in hammock up above in his office.

and by the looks of things, it appears she made it through the night with no nightmares, too. and this time, she rested the average amount a person should get and not broken apart in minutes. it's ten o'clock now and jinx is still snoozing up above, cocooned in several blankets with hardly a rustle. generally, she'd be up by this time to drop by his flower shop to tend to the plants, but it seems slumber is harder to fight off this go round. but on the brighter side of things, the peace and quiet will extend longer than usual. ... until she wakes up. )
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[personal profile] grappler 2024-03-07 01:55 pm (UTC)(link)
you know what, i'm not even going to waste breath reminding you what happened to me after i walked away and that i would've come back. it's like talking to a fucking wall.

but sure. i'll drink to that.