[Silco stared right back, reasonably deducting that if Akechi or the manifestation was here to kill him, they would proceed with it whether he protested or not. He was not a man who begged for his life; he'd stop doing that when he was five years old and the answer was always the same. Besides, as much as he was frightened to the manifestation and its horrifying appearance, his focus shifted more to Akechi.
It wasn't surprising the see the boy for what he really was. It was exactly as Silco had guessed in the first place, and there were so many little cracks in the puffed up egotistical façade of confidence. There was nothing but a sad, rejected little man who used power to curb the itch of insignificance. Add a touch a madness and he was staring at the fruits of such labors.
He released a slow breath from his nose as he mastered himself, and he was sliding back into his element as Akechi clearly was losing control. He would take it back, thank you very much.]
Oh, don't I? Unfortunate for you that I have a vivid imagination for suffering. [And as the world seemed to move to rightness again, he shrugged his shoulders and dug the knife tip to Akechi's thigh pointedly.] Oh yes, we understand each other, boy. Now let me up and get out of my office before you make more of a fool of yourself.
[He removed the knife then as his own version of 'good faith', expecting that this little confrontation was well and done.]
A word of advice: when you threaten someone, leave your baggage at the door.
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Date: 2024-03-24 03:44 pm (UTC)It wasn't surprising the see the boy for what he really was. It was exactly as Silco had guessed in the first place, and there were so many little cracks in the puffed up egotistical façade of confidence. There was nothing but a sad, rejected little man who used power to curb the itch of insignificance. Add a touch a madness and he was staring at the fruits of such labors.
He released a slow breath from his nose as he mastered himself, and he was sliding back into his element as Akechi clearly was losing control. He would take it back, thank you very much.]
Oh, don't I? Unfortunate for you that I have a vivid imagination for suffering. [And as the world seemed to move to rightness again, he shrugged his shoulders and dug the knife tip to Akechi's thigh pointedly.] Oh yes, we understand each other, boy. Now let me up and get out of my office before you make more of a fool of yourself.
[He removed the knife then as his own version of 'good faith', expecting that this little confrontation was well and done.]
A word of advice: when you threaten someone, leave your baggage at the door.