[Closed] They tell me I'm a danger to myself

[volksdaemon]

Who: Schuldig and Hibari
What: Retribution against someone who doesn't deserve it
When: June 28th
Where: The Far Shore to start
Warnings: Hibari

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Schuldig wakes up to find that Jennifer has vanished. Being the telepath between her two gods, he's aware the connection is hers that severed. That doesn't mean he's happy about it, or that he's about to act rationally about it either. He's out for revenge and before he goes to "meet" with Hijikata, he needs to blow off some steam.

So who's the lucky target gonna be...

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[disciplineking]

It was an unlucky night for Hibari to be wandering out like he was wont to do. Kishi was proudly sitting on his head as he wandered through the Far Shore temples. He was obviously carefully avoiding the temple of anyone he knew.

However, when he found his steps being followed, Hibari stopped and turned suddenly, his grey eyes catching the sight of...someone. His tonfa were out almost immediately as Kishi let out a loud meow from his head.

"It looks like someone wants to get bit to death." As he was readying his weapon, the shinki tattoo on the palm of his hand was briefly visible.

--closed to Hakkai for aftermath--

[disciplineking]

Schuldig was finally gone, the name removed from his skin, and yet Hibari still felt like he was lifeless. Something was wrong with him: something Schuldig had done to him that still hadn't gone away. He wasn't angry and in the small part of Hibari's will that was still functioning, he knew something very bad was happening.

He slowly fumbled for his phone until he brought it up, dialing the number of the only person he trusted. Hakkai had known what had happeened to him before with gods forcing their will on him, and not feeling anything was well, making him nervous.

If Hakkai picked up, Hibari would pause before saying anything, not entirely sure how to describe it. "I feel strange. Something is missing, I can't seem to feel emotions. He did something."

Much Later...

[cryptaesthesia]

By the time Schuldig has completed his errand and returned home, Crawford is waiting for him on the temple steps in the most dangerous of demeanors: not angry, nor annoyed but in possession of almost an inhuman calm.

It's not a good sign.

As Schuldig approaches, he looks up over the rims of his glasses and offers a thin smile.

"Was that therapeutic for you?"