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Who: Seito and anyone
What: All this time pretending to be sweet and innocent is starting to bother Seito...
Where: Summer Forest
When: Sunday, evening
Warnings: None at the moment.

Seito thought he was going to go insane.

Appearing in a new world, just at the point where everything was coming to a head in his life, had been jarring and disturbing. He had managed to keep himself calm, to keep himself from losing his cool. It had served him well, though not entirely; he was fairly sure more than a few people suspected he wasn't all he seemed to be. He could only keep up the innocent and shy teenager act for so long while being so empty inside.

That was why he was half hidden in the forest right now, hunched over and struggling with a headache that had started last night and had yet to stop. He needed to make his life feel full again; he needed to hold the life of something in his grasp, to watch it vanish before him and let that high fill him. But he couldn't figure out how to do that; there was no TVs here, which meant he would have to do the killing himself. It didn't sound too horrible, to take someone's life with his own hands, but he had never actually done so before.

But he needed something, anything; he felt so empty that he was clawing at his face and arms, struggling to even breathe as it felt like something was going to burst out of his skull at any moment.

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"N...No... I'm fine..."

Thank god. With Seito getting away from him, it's giving Chou some space to try to push himself away. Unfortunately, with the other teen away, Chou can't resist the sick feeling anymore and ends up retching right then and there, gasping a bit for air.

That's probably... not going to make him feel any better.

"I'll... go..."

It's so overwhelming, this sick feeling, that he can't even drag himself off, even with Belladonna swirling around him worriedly.

"Oh no... stay."

His eyes were glowing again, before rolling back into his head as he let the pain burst out of him, Magatsu Izanagi appearing again. He was still exhausted, and his dragonfly had not yet returned to him. One hit and he would be more than a little over done. Still, he couldn't stop; that Lust was still running strong. That need to kill... just kill; he'd been without it for far, far too long! He needed it...!

And at the sight of the Persona, every bit of control in Chou flees. He's gripped by a horrible sense from that thing, a wrongness from it that it really should not be.

He has to fight. He has to, has to, has to where is Naoto-kun?!

"BAUCIS!"

The robed, butterfly-themed man appears at the bidding, Chou widely swinging his arm at the Persona. Baucis whips his head around, throwing a card from his 'weapon' deck out in a spread at Magatsu Izanagi. It's a Hamaon spell, the first thing that Chou could think to cast, praying deeply that it hits.

Edited 2013-10-01 05:44 (UTC)

Yeah, like that was going to work. Seito just let out a high pitched laugh as the Hamaon spell did exactly nothing, and Magatsu Izanagi swatted it away like it was just a minor inconvenience. He reached a hand out, stress from his defeat and having his skull splitting open making what little sanity he had left just completely snap.

He was still laughing as he held a hand out, Magatsu following the movement as bolts of lightning lashed out with Mazionga.

Chou's weak crawling is brought to a complete stop as the electricity spell strikes Baucis dead on. He doesn't so much scream as utterly shriek in agony, twisting and howling as the electricity hits one of those two weak spots, sending spasims through him. Belladonna gives a melodic cry in turn, her usually bright, cheery blue color briefly flashing to the muted gold before stopping at the dull green, the dragonfly drained of two hits.

Hurts, hurts, oh god, the pain in conjunction with everything else is almost making Chou go insane, body stilled now as he chokes and gasps, hands clawing at the dirt below him.

Edited 2013-10-02 14:37 (UTC)

Seito was staggering to his feet, or at the very least, trying to. It was clear he was pushing his limits as a human being, because his limbs were shaking non-stop, and a trickle of blood started to seep from his nose. He absently licked at it, red smearing all over his upper lip as he tried desperately to stay upright.

"You... you people... your worlds..." he gasped out, Magatsu hulking up behind him, but it barely had any kind of hold in the real world. It was flickering in and out, threatening to fade in a bloody haze. "They're all... nothing. They're just... trash... all of you... just... t-trash...!"

He held up his hand again, another burst of lightning threatening to be let loose...

I'm going to die. I ignored them and I'm going to die.

Those are the only thoughts that manage to whirl through Chou's head as he tries to push himself away again, dizziness and sickness and stinging from that weakness hit still coursing through him to the point that it made any sort of non-panicked thought impossible. He had to fight, had to, Azami said to never give up, never...

Without thinking, Chou swings his hands out again, desperately bidding Baucis for help. Almost as if able to think for him, the Persona swings his deck out again, this time aiming to slam Magatsu Izanagi with a Garudyne. With Chou's current state, the bite may be weakened some, but hopefully, hopefully, it would be enough to take him down...

However bad off Chou was, it paled in comparison to how Seito was just barely holding on by a thread. In his weakened state, there was no way Magatsu Izanagi could dodge, and the Persona shattered apart as soon as it was hit. Seito let out a pained noise, his eyes rolling up toward the sky, like he was silently begging for help, before he crumpled to the ground without a word.

Unfortunately, this time, Chou isn't inclined to help him. Once Seito goes down and that pressure lessens, the only thing he holds for the other boy is fear. Baucis disappears, the orange-eyed boy scrambling up and just sprinting, Belladonna right behind him.

Gonna be sick, gonna be sick...