[Why is he still getting a menacing vibe from all this?]
No, nothing to fess up to.
[It sounds sincere enough. He did kind of make fun of her to Dabi, but that's how he talks about everyone, so it doesn't occur to him that she might've seen that and gotten mad.]
It's just that you're behaving somewhat suspiciously, that's all! And you said that thing about destroying the court, which seems excessive if you asked me. There was some pretty powerful magic on display at the Showcase, but none of those demonstrations did any damage. Do you not have much control over yours?
[Nothing to fess up to he says. That ends up being her tipping point. If he at least confessed something perhaps she would have been able to play along a little longer, but since Aak was distressed enough to tell her directly rather than Rin finding it herself she feels like something should be done.
So the hand on the back of the metal folding chair grips it with some force, and she yanks it up and tilts it to force him to fall out of the seat. Dumping him like a bag of unwanted spare parts.]
Nothing? Truly, nothing? Oh, why don't I jog your memory then?
[It seems like she's ignoring question in favor of her own round of grilling him.]
[Now this he didn't expect. Despite the air of menace, he had no idea about her strength; she's a petite young woman, after all. And so he does fall out of the chair, landing on his knees.]
What was that for? I haven't done anything to you!
[He whirls around to face her, already staggering to his feet.]
Oh? You haven't? Because I heard that you think sleeping with fully sentient beings that happen to have some anatomical differences is the same as laying with a beast. And by saying such things you both demean that person, and place implications on those who may have slept with them.
[She smiles in his direction, but it's the same smile she'd give to her fellow schoolmate Makidera when the girl would talk shit about her. The kind of smile that serves more as a glare. The kind of smile that's sharper than daggers piercing the skin. A threat.]
Oh, and I'm glad you're finally standing.
[In a flash she has her finger pointed at him. A dark, roiling mass forms at the tip — its wavering outline glowing red. When she lets the magic fly it hits near his feet and scorches the ground. A small bit of smoke rises from the spot showing that she could have blasted off his foot if she wanted to.]
[He blinks, looking totally bewildered. She's throwing a lot of words around, and he has no clue what she's saying. "Sentient beings?" "Beasts?" That whole Network thing with Aak was over a month ago, and he hasn't thought about it since.
But he'd better start thinking fast, because she's pointing a magical finger right at him. He holds up his hands.]
First of all—
[Then she blasts it at his feet, and he leaps backwards, face flashing with alarm.]
First of all, why do you care what I think? I thought my opinions meant nothing to you! And second of all, what are you talking about?
A little birdie [kitten, actually?] told me that you said sleeping with someone like Aak is akin to bestiality. That's pretty rude, isn't it? I think that's the kind of language PR teams have to clean up after they go public. And since you don't have a manager here to complain to, I think I'll do the clean up myself.
[She aims again. The curse developing at the tip of her index finger once more. This time she holds it. Waiting for his reaction. She wants to know if he'll hold his ground or retreat.]
[Recognition dawns when he hears the name "Aak." He huffs and crosses his arms.]
I just wanted him to stop harassing me! He came out of nowhere and said these crude things about me, even though I'd already made it clear I wasn't interested. And he made a gross threat about my partner, and one of the girls here warned me that he likes to drug people. He seems like an absolute creep. If he can't handle being rejected, then he shouldn't have said those gross things first!
[He's so busy complaining that he hardly notices she's still threatening him.]
[She aims closer this time. The shot blasts a small chunk from the floor, and singes the edges of his shoes.]
Oh, I don't care what he may have said. My problem is that your statement made a judgment call not about Aak himself, but the people who happened to have been with him before. You really don't consider what you say before it comes out of your mouth, do you? I'm not surprised he made comments about your boyfriend. Someone needs to teach you a lesson about what comes out of that mouth of yours.
[Now that gets his attention. He jumps backwards again, staring in disbelief at the damaged floor. He knows she's not a royalty card. She could get in trouble!
But there are rarely any consequences in this place. He's one of the people who told her that. So all he can do is shrink away, staring at her with a mixture of wariness and incredulous disbelief.]
Let me put it this way. If someone you'd already turned down started harassing you, and then threatened to go after your sister, would you insult him? Or would you hold back for fear of offending the people he's slept with? Keep in mind this is a one-on-one conversation, which should mean it's just between you two.
I'd come up with a better insult. But what does it matter? I've had enough of your mouth even without that comment.
[Tohsaka begins closing the distance between them — her ponytail swaying behind her with every step.]
Perhaps instead of chasing you with magic bullets I should be melting your mouth shut. That's not as serious as murder, right? I'd just get a slap on the wrist. Maybe a sternly worded... what is it called? E-mail? "DM"? Either way, you're going to have to entertain me until I'm not as pissed anymore. Got it? And I'm showing you my magic at the same time! We both win~
[What does it matter? He wonders whose behalf she's even angry on. It can't be her own, can it? Surely an attractive young woman like herself wouldn't be desperate enough to stick a cat's ***** up her ******* just to get a card.
Not that he's stupid enough to say that out loud. His lip curls when she threatens him rather graphically—he's still not sure if she means it, but at this point, it's starting to seem like she might! So what does he do?
Play dumb, that's what! If he acts like this is just a normal friendly interaction, then she might just start to see it that way too. Gradually, the tension will dissolve before she's even noticed. He'll take the wind out of her sails with his cheeriness! That's the plan!]
I'd be happy to brainstorm new insults sometime! But what exactly do you mean by entertainment? Do you want a song and dance? Or would you like to see my magic? I don't know if you know Weiss-chan, but she helped me unlock the power of my soul~♪
[He tries bringing out the sunshine, but instead of ruining her fun she just lets a sinister smile cut across her lips.]
By entertainment I mean this: you screaming for my mercy while I toy with you. Scurry about, little bug! I'm about to take out my frustrations on you ♥
[With a flourish and flick of her wrist she sets off another magic bullet. The condensed curse whizzes by Hiyori, singing the tips of his hair, before barreling into the far-off wall and creating a small hole. A bit of smoke rises from the scorched bit, and some people start leaving the courts close to the running track to avoid becoming injured bystanders.]
I'm giving you a chance to run, but if you don't I'll just have to catch you and find another way to play.
[A dilemma he can't yap his way out of? Say it ain't so...!
It worked when Fuuta cornered him in a treehouse a few weeks ago: all he had to do was yap. And it worked way back on the day of his arrival, when his new "wife" threatened him—all he had to do was turn the other cheek and show her some kindness, rather than keep insulting her. But alas, nothing will work on this girl, who shoots off another magic thingamajig, and—
Did that just make contact with his hair?!
Something sure smells like it's burning close to his face. The cheer vanishes from his face, and he brings up his arms. He moves back half a step, his heart lurching. What's she talking about? She wants him to scream and run? It's honestly tempting to do just that!
But instead, he forcibly digs his heel into the ground, steeling his expression and standing rooted to the spot.]
That sounds like a pain, so if you're going to shoot me, just do it.
[His hand curls near his pocket where he's carrying the small cannister of air freshener. Idly he wonders if he could spray it in her eye, or if it's a lost cause. But he'd rather not do anything violent to a girl, so what does that leave him with?]
Is that right? I don't want your limbs or your blood. I just want a little of your humiliation. Why refuse to make a girl happy?
[She considers her options. What else could she do to him that would be harmless, yet fun? Perhaps she could blast a hole in the floor and watch the shock on his face when he falls though to the room below? Or maybe she could alter his gravity just enough that he flies off into the ceiling like a lost balloon, and have him beg and scream to be let down again?
Tohsaka frowns as her blue eyes give him a disappointed once-over.]
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No, nothing to fess up to.
[It sounds sincere enough. He did kind of make fun of her to Dabi, but that's how he talks about everyone, so it doesn't occur to him that she might've seen that and gotten mad.]
It's just that you're behaving somewhat suspiciously, that's all! And you said that thing about destroying the court, which seems excessive if you asked me. There was some pretty powerful magic on display at the Showcase, but none of those demonstrations did any damage. Do you not have much control over yours?
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So the hand on the back of the metal folding chair grips it with some force, and she yanks it up and tilts it to force him to fall out of the seat. Dumping him like a bag of unwanted spare parts.]
Nothing? Truly, nothing? Oh, why don't I jog your memory then?
[It seems like she's ignoring question in favor of her own round of grilling him.]
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[Now this he didn't expect. Despite the air of menace, he had no idea about her strength; she's a petite young woman, after all. And so he does fall out of the chair, landing on his knees.]
What was that for? I haven't done anything to you!
[He whirls around to face her, already staggering to his feet.]
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[She smiles in his direction, but it's the same smile she'd give to her fellow schoolmate Makidera when the girl would talk shit about her. The kind of smile that serves more as a glare. The kind of smile that's sharper than daggers piercing the skin. A threat.]
Oh, and I'm glad you're finally standing.
[In a flash she has her finger pointed at him. A dark, roiling mass forms at the tip — its wavering outline glowing red. When she lets the magic fly it hits near his feet and scorches the ground. A small bit of smoke rises from the spot showing that she could have blasted off his foot if she wanted to.]
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[He blinks, looking totally bewildered. She's throwing a lot of words around, and he has no clue what she's saying. "Sentient beings?" "Beasts?" That whole Network thing with Aak was over a month ago, and he hasn't thought about it since.
But he'd better start thinking fast, because she's pointing a magical finger right at him. He holds up his hands.]
First of all—
[Then she blasts it at his feet, and he leaps backwards, face flashing with alarm.]
First of all, why do you care what I think? I thought my opinions meant nothing to you! And second of all, what are you talking about?
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[She aims again. The curse developing at the tip of her index finger once more. This time she holds it. Waiting for his reaction. She wants to know if he'll hold his ground or retreat.]
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[Recognition dawns when he hears the name "Aak." He huffs and crosses his arms.]
I just wanted him to stop harassing me! He came out of nowhere and said these crude things about me, even though I'd already made it clear I wasn't interested. And he made a gross threat about my partner, and one of the girls here warned me that he likes to drug people. He seems like an absolute creep. If he can't handle being rejected, then he shouldn't have said those gross things first!
[He's so busy complaining that he hardly notices she's still threatening him.]
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Oh, I don't care what he may have said. My problem is that your statement made a judgment call not about Aak himself, but the people who happened to have been with him before. You really don't consider what you say before it comes out of your mouth, do you? I'm not surprised he made comments about your boyfriend. Someone needs to teach you a lesson about what comes out of that mouth of yours.
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But there are rarely any consequences in this place. He's one of the people who told her that. So all he can do is shrink away, staring at her with a mixture of wariness and incredulous disbelief.]
Let me put it this way. If someone you'd already turned down started harassing you, and then threatened to go after your sister, would you insult him? Or would you hold back for fear of offending the people he's slept with? Keep in mind this is a one-on-one conversation, which should mean it's just between you two.
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[Tohsaka begins closing the distance between them — her ponytail swaying behind her with every step.]
Perhaps instead of chasing you with magic bullets I should be melting your mouth shut. That's not as serious as murder, right? I'd just get a slap on the wrist. Maybe a sternly worded... what is it called? E-mail? "DM"? Either way, you're going to have to entertain me until I'm not as pissed anymore. Got it? And I'm showing you my magic at the same time! We both win~
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Not that he's stupid enough to say that out loud. His lip curls when she threatens him rather graphically—he's still not sure if she means it, but at this point, it's starting to seem like she might! So what does he do?
Play dumb, that's what! If he acts like this is just a normal friendly interaction, then she might just start to see it that way too. Gradually, the tension will dissolve before she's even noticed. He'll take the wind out of her sails with his cheeriness! That's the plan!]
I'd be happy to brainstorm new insults sometime! But what exactly do you mean by entertainment? Do you want a song and dance? Or would you like to see my magic? I don't know if you know Weiss-chan, but she helped me unlock the power of my soul~♪
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By entertainment I mean this: you screaming for my mercy while I toy with you. Scurry about, little bug! I'm about to take out my frustrations on you ♥
[With a flourish and flick of her wrist she sets off another magic bullet. The condensed curse whizzes by Hiyori, singing the tips of his hair, before barreling into the far-off wall and creating a small hole. A bit of smoke rises from the scorched bit, and some people start leaving the courts close to the running track to avoid becoming injured bystanders.]
I'm giving you a chance to run, but if you don't I'll just have to catch you and find another way to play.
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It worked when Fuuta cornered him in a treehouse a few weeks ago: all he had to do was yap. And it worked way back on the day of his arrival, when his new "wife" threatened him—all he had to do was turn the other cheek and show her some kindness, rather than keep insulting her. But alas, nothing will work on this girl, who shoots off another magic thingamajig, and—
Did that just make contact with his hair?!
Something sure smells like it's burning close to his face. The cheer vanishes from his face, and he brings up his arms. He moves back half a step, his heart lurching. What's she talking about? She wants him to scream and run? It's honestly tempting to do just that!
But instead, he forcibly digs his heel into the ground, steeling his expression and standing rooted to the spot.]
That sounds like a pain, so if you're going to shoot me, just do it.
[His hand curls near his pocket where he's carrying the small cannister of air freshener. Idly he wonders if he could spray it in her eye, or if it's a lost cause. But he'd rather not do anything violent to a girl, so what does that leave him with?]
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[She considers her options. What else could she do to him that would be harmless, yet fun? Perhaps she could blast a hole in the floor and watch the shock on his face when he falls though to the room below? Or maybe she could alter his gravity just enough that he flies off into the ceiling like a lost balloon, and have him beg and scream to be let down again?
Tohsaka frowns as her blue eyes give him a disappointed once-over.]
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[Especially ones who singe his hair, which is on par with committing a war crime.
But we can hold that thought for later. Soon the rest of her words catch up to him, and his eyes bulge.]
... wait. That's what you're into?
["Humiliation"? Don't tell him... she's one of those girls?!]