Pass the point of No return .

[dangernoises]

Who: Hyde & Rika
Where: Clock Tower
When: May 11th After Meeting .
What: Murder be happening .
Warnings: Death, self harm and... Will add.
CLOSED unless u really wanna come in here i GUESS.



[ Rika wriggles around at his waist, but even without his skill Monstrous strength. When he was Hyde, he was very athletic and very capable of holding the woman upon his side. 5 Feet or not, she was not going anywhere and he was very determined after her display of disregard to very well enact the want of a plan within his brain. Nevertheless the attachment to Moriarty suddenly had upon her - made it all worse. Now it was absolute business, this girl was playing with fire and didn’t know how harsh the flames she stoked could go and Hyde enjoyed playing dangerou games. With individuals who were like her, there was nothing but absolute catastrophic excitement burning within his chest.

Was this the HOPE that man with the whirling locks of dirty hair kept talking to him about? He never thought of such things in the ways of others, not as a known serial killer. Copying the mindset of others was a foreplay in the bigger spectrum of things. In the end to Hyde, this was about friendship, love, and intimacy. Just how much closer did this girl wanna get with him? In order to really rectify that, in order to really show who he were, because he was getting pissed and tired she wasn’t taking him seriously.

He would play a dangerous game.

Even if she was wiggling about in his arms, he would toss her upon his shoulders and hold her tightly. Whilst her front hung down his own back. Whilst he haphazardly with a little skip to his step in the wee late hours of the school, headed down the halls toward the Clock Tower. Slamming its door open, letting the individual locked and tied up at the top of it know what was coming. Or rather - who. ]

No talking until we’re there, you'll ruin the moood babe.

[ As they get to the top, he drops her. Just like that. Hopefully she lands okay, and not roughly. He waits till she is adjusted in the room, she would note there was some muffled screaming coming from within the seemingly empty room. Though there were boxes, cases, and an enamor of strange places to store things. ]

Comments

[contrarily]

It's fine.

( she confirms, shrugging. she'd hate to be called anything even more official and stiff than this — but she's also understandably not in the mood to strongarm him into calling her something more casual.

instead, she listens to him, a little detached. she understands what he wants from her, honestly — in reality, he's probably right, and she should obediently stay away from hyde, no matter how tough it is to actually avoid someone in a locked building. and, still, she doesn't want to. she tells herself it's about her pride — it's about facing her fears, and overcoming them; she tells herself it's about responsibility — she was always forced to take it in full, for both herself and her useless mom, pushed to grow up and mature at a very early age; she tells herself it's what's for the best, because she can keep an eye on him and make sure he doesn't step out of line again.

... it's probably also out of sheer selfishness, though. can someone like him be saved? can someone like him save her? her soul aches dully, more prison than person; she wants to break free of the constraints of her own bleeding heart. )

Hey... ( she speaks up, after a moment, turning her head to face him. ) How much control do you have over him? ( just... in general. they're the same person, but they aren't, but she guesses he influences the other at least slightly. ) Do you know why he didn't kill me?

[dangernoises]

[ 'It's fine,' sounds as if someone shrugging it off. He hopes that at least, with her own issues and thoughts coming together in order. That his voice reached her enough to reconsider and think things a bit more clearly if not differently. He ultimately knows so little about her, and he wants nothing more then to continue to keep it that way. Jekyll knows enough, especially with how the circumstances between things are in current between them.

When her question is prosed, he looks up slightly. Brows furrowing slightly, looking a bit in dismay. ]

In this school its harder for me to control the urges of him coming through, because it's just... This place... Tips me over the edge I Guess? Theres nothing normal about where we are, and there is nothing safe or comforting about it for that matter. The moment I have - or show.... Weakness.. [ This hurts him to say. ] Sometimes it doesnt take much for him to take over at that, usually it was only if I took a tincture... But here in this school it feels as it were back when I was alive. Ah... That probably sounds weird.

[ He didnt meant to say more then needed but he digresses. ] I am actually a servant like Sherlock and Moriarty, we are just copies of the actual versions of ourselves. That lived a long time ago... That's why its more weird being in this school, I feel like I have a human body again when I shouldn't even have something like that.

[ He definitely ignored her question but because it was for her sake and his, as well as the fact he had wanted to talk about that circumstance more seriously. ]

That's why I cannot stress enough how dangerous it is, to talk to someone like me. Or even Moriarty... You cant always trust what that man says, but I would trust him right now more than me.

[contrarily]

So he comes out when you're stressed?

( is the conclusion she's drawn from all this. jekyll tries to explain things to the best of his ability, and she's grateful for that, but he also talks so much she kind of... zones out in the middle of it.

more importantly, though, she has no fucking idea what a servant is, but right now, her brain can only handle so much. she's not about to question it, and doesn't have any interest in listening to some other world mumbo-jumbo that'll probably make no sense whatsoever. he could be the queen elizabeth's servant and move around the buckingham palace in nothing but pink underwear and she'd still ignore it.

she does notice one thing, though: )

You ignored my question.

( STARE. )

[dangernoises]

More ... More or less, even if that is the simplified truth. [ Jekyll admits, toying with the ends of his jacket. Uncomfortable himself, because frankly it was more to it then that. However she were young, and frankly if it made more sense to understand the situation like that. Then all the better, he did not need to impose his science or knowledge of his circumstance to her. Again, this was not her problem nor something she need trouble herself with.

As such he wanted to keep it minimal. The information she retained about this situation - simple for her to understand. So when she tries to rear the conversation back once more, he lets out a shallow sigh. Wanting to have laid that truth to rest, but again he consequentially answers very simply. Even if it were subjective or broad an answer. ]

Its not really useful to try to understand a mind like that, I promise you trying to rationalize it will make no sense. Why he didn't... [ He wants to repeat what she says, but instead simply states ] hurt you, is simply because he's a madman or murder more or less. When it comes to people who kill, you do not try to place them in a container of understanding like you would someone else who works on normal emotions. So please... Don't try to compare his actions to someone sensible like you or any of the others.

[contrarily]

( honestly, the details isn't what she's concerned with. it's the reasons, the motivations, anything that could possibly... help her avoid it in the future. if she understood why hyde did what he did, then she'd know how to react to it — as is, she's in the dark, still, barely aware of what went on in his head. he's insane, she gets it; nothing he does makes sense, she gets that, too — but even killers work a certain way. something makes them tick. something makes them kill.

she looks at this man, nervous and uncomfortable, and doesn't know what to feel. jekyll seems pitiful, having to shoulder the responsibility of hyde; in the same vein, as far as she's concerned, he can simply withdraw at any given time and let hyde take responsibility for himself. )

You're not making a lot of sense, but whatever. Guess you don't know, either. ( she shrugs, tipping her head to the side. not a satisfactory answer, but she'll take it, she guesses. ) Do you share thoughts? Emotions? Feelings?

( and now her mind loops back to the whole servant thing. did he say they weren't even alive, or did she hallucinate that? )

Alsooooo... do you know where he put the knife he took from me? I kinda want that back —

[dangernoises]

Our feelings? Not nessicarily... [ The question bothers him, pokes a button he doesn't like. Regardless he wants to leave the situation at this point. Upset and ashamed all the same, however he had faced the situation this far. ]

The.. Knife? [ Jekyll is a bit taken aback by the question. A knife? He thinks upon where Hyde would put such an object. Knowing him it would be someplace where he himself did not have it - or just in the trash. Far away. Discarded as if it were nothing of importance. ] No... I don't. Do you have friends Miss Rika? I don't wanna leave you alone particularly in a place like this...

[contrarily]

( it's obvious he's upset and uncomfortable; she doesn't blame him, honestly, but she's not done talking, either. now that he'd gone quieter, it's her turn, she thinks; she didn't want an apology from him in the first place, just some kind of an explanation, and she feels as far away from understanding hyde's thought process as she was previously.

unfortunate, but she'll work with what she has.

bending over the windowsill, she looks at the wisteria tree again, almost entranced by the gentle, swaying motion of it. isn't it nice? to simply exist. )

First of all, I want that knife back, so get it for me. ( this isn't a question: it's an order. he owes her this much, she thinks, and he seems just guilty enough to comply. ) Second of all, let that loser virgin know that the next time he tries to pull a stunt like this, I'll stab his eye out. And then the other. And then if he'll want to piss, he'll have to come hold me by the hand, got it?

( does she mean it? honestly, probably not. jekyll is a big factor — she's uncomfortable with the thought of hurting another, living being, but then again... he did say they aren't technically alive. she ponders over this, but the point remains: she will hesitate much less if there's ever a need to act again.

her posture's relaxed, almost welcoming, back arched and head tilted, as she smiles at him over from the window, letting her skirt ride up her thighs. this is mostly just to gauge his reaction — she knows hyde's into her, for whatever reason, so she wants to see how uncomfortable that makes jekyll in turn. )

I'll still tell Papa all about this. But I'll let him know not to hurt you, 'kay? 'coz I like you.

[dangernoises]

[ Jekyll at least did his part on the matter, when Rika speaks its obvious its with a flair of need to have control over what happened. He is not here to defer her from her own choice of actions. At the moment he just needs to support the situation of her feelings, especially considering what he had done as Hyde to subjugate it. If it made her feel better to tell herself she could stop him, or hurt him, or etc then he needed to allow it. At least for now, it seemed the air of danger did not weigh upon her shoulders.

He hopes that, in his actions and reactions to her from here on. Tell otherwise. Especially when he means to take a conversation to Moriarty himself over the matter, and knowing how that might end well.... He can only hope it will go over well.]

Thank you. [ He states. ] I'll see what I can do, I'll take my leave then.

[ The Assassin servant doesnt want to stay here any longer then he needs to, considering she did not seem to understand the situation in his eyes. He turns to open the door and begins to exit. ]

I hope you will reconsider my words about avoid him.

[contrarily]

( she won't, but good talk. once her mind's made up, it's really hard to change it... but either way, she waves at him as he turns around, offering him one last smile. )

See you around!

( probably. if moriarty doesn't cause any permanent damage. )

I'm in 1-A, if you find the knife!! ( she'll also... add that on... just in case. )