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eachdraidh2014-07-15 07:13 pm
shadow_spread) wrote in eachdraidh2014-07-15 07:13 pm
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You sit in front of a small mirror propped up on a low chest of drawers. You look nearly as tired as you feel, which is exasperating. Yomi will comment, even if others will confine themselves to disapproving looks.
The rubbing alcohol is drying on your neck, a slightly hair-raising sensation of cooling. A sheet of bandages sit on the chest to your left. You've sterilized the knife, of course- twice, because you are nervous. You are afraid.
It's possible you could get away with not going through with this. You could try to persuade Kouya to accept different terms, or ignore this part of the bargain. But Kouya isn't the easiest to talk to, the dog ayakashi is still feral at heart, and the look in those red eyes left you with the distinct impression that there was little room for discussion.
"If you betray me, human, I'll take that neck of yours.
If you're serious about this, give yourself a collar to symbolize this contract. Carve it into your neck."
Kouya will be a powerful tool, but he has to be treated with respect. Only a fool would push him this early. You need that power. Without it, you'll be stuck.
You pick up the knife and hold the tip against your neck. For a moment, you just stare at yourself in the mirror, almost surprised to see how steady your hand is. Then you dig the knife in, bringing it down in a short diagonal slash before moving it back from yourself. Your eyes shut, your breath hitches, and your teeth grind against each other. But it's not the worst pain you've felt. Arguably, you've done worse to yourself before.
You bring the knife back up to continue.
The rubbing alcohol is drying on your neck, a slightly hair-raising sensation of cooling. A sheet of bandages sit on the chest to your left. You've sterilized the knife, of course- twice, because you are nervous. You are afraid.
It's possible you could get away with not going through with this. You could try to persuade Kouya to accept different terms, or ignore this part of the bargain. But Kouya isn't the easiest to talk to, the dog ayakashi is still feral at heart, and the look in those red eyes left you with the distinct impression that there was little room for discussion.
"If you betray me, human, I'll take that neck of yours.
If you're serious about this, give yourself a collar to symbolize this contract. Carve it into your neck."
Kouya will be a powerful tool, but he has to be treated with respect. Only a fool would push him this early. You need that power. Without it, you'll be stuck.
You pick up the knife and hold the tip against your neck. For a moment, you just stare at yourself in the mirror, almost surprised to see how steady your hand is. Then you dig the knife in, bringing it down in a short diagonal slash before moving it back from yourself. Your eyes shut, your breath hitches, and your teeth grind against each other. But it's not the worst pain you've felt. Arguably, you've done worse to yourself before.
You bring the knife back up to continue.
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I prefer to know what I'm doing.
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I'd think it depends on the human.
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I'm a realist.