[x] Demonstrate... on MAX.
--[x] On Kourin, who else?
Nevertheless, curiosity is the first step on the sloppy road to hell, Kourin, and yours shall be your undoing. Play with the sword, die by the sword. I can't help but smirk. Out of place? Hell yes, but my plans are to be savoured in any way possible, as long as it doesn't make me look like a loony in the eyes of the girls. Well, truth be told, I couldn't care less about Marisa, I've a feeling she's the type to enjoy the company of fellow crazy people more than she would that of a perfectly normal person... Does that mean we'd make a good pair? I wonder.
"Alright." though it tugs at my conscience to do it, I leave the stun gun at the MAX setting. One can only ponder how strong it is. Well, it's not like I'm going to feel it anyway, I might as well forfeit thinking about it. "Who should we use it on, though?" my voice is completely innocent "Girls are out of question, and I'm sure not going to electrocute myself just for the heck of it."
"Well, if it's not dangerous..." Kourin pauses for a moment "I think I should be able to take a little bit of pain."
Ah, right into my trap. Trying to play a tough guy in front of them, are you, bastard? Well... You're in for one wild disappointment. Let's see you blush a pretty pink when they reminiscence about you fainting on the spot!
"If you say so," I shrug in an indifferent manner "Ready to learn the wonders of science the hard way, then?"
Haha, amazing, how at a time like this he's doing something as pathetic as sticking out his chest in an overly confident way. T'is the wrong way, my dearest companion - the more cocky you act, the more severe your disappointment will be! Well, either way, I win. Sucks to be you, Kourin. Unless it's me overcalculating my victory, in the next 30 seconds, you'll be writhing on the floor. Prepare yourself!
"Pain is only a matter of willpower."
So boastful. Let's wipe that pride away, shall we? The sound of test electrodes firing up sends shivers down my nape, I can only imagine how the one that's about to get hit by 'em sparks must feel like. Yet, he retains a straight face. Brag all you want, Kourin. Brag all you want. In the end, you'll be crying.
"Don't try to evade--!"
With that brief warning, I come at him. Wielding the paralyzer like I knife, I dash, jump at him, intent on driving it deep into his stomach, just to add to the kick. Might as well make the suffering complete, he'll be losing consciousness anyway, and it will be a pleasure to make him cry. This is a payback, Kourin! Are you ready to eat up your words?
Horrible crackling, hitherto echoing down the whole building, breaks when the device comes in contact with his exposed cleavage. Even if it's too close to his heart and neck, I couldn't care less, it's not like he's going to die anyway. Even as a half-breed, he ought to possess the physical prowess of a youkai. Though he seems to lack what most humans have - common sense. One does not simply allow a stranger that has just broken into his house to use a device of an unknown origin, but clearly a weapon, on himself!
"Hahaha!" I can't help but laugh into his face as he falls to his knees, trying to push me away, miraculously keeping his jaws shut like a stubborn kid, not letting anything, not even a single groan out. Amazing, I wonder how long will he be able to sustain this state. Three, four seconds? "Reaping time!" My internal stopwatch barely hits the 5 seconds mark when the pressure of his hands on my wrists dies out. His body, now a strengthless, rag doll, falls to my feet, like a bag of useless meat. "And you reap what you sow, mongrel!"
This is it. The dribble of saliva running down his chin confirms my fears, or should I say, expectations - he's cold out. Five seconds, huh? I wonder if it was the pain, or just the brain hitting it's own panic switch. Either way, my revenge here is done. The only thing that remains is...
"Awesome!" ah, one worry off my head. Marisa not only appears unaffected by the sight of her friend getting tortured like that, she also seems to be rather hyped up about the whole hassle. I admit, the way she'd rushed to his unconscious body, and started poking his cheeks with a finger was cute... in that sick, twisted way. Like a kid poking a carcass of a dog that's gotten driven over by a car. Which it, in a way, is. Only instead of a car, it was me who drove over poor Rinnosuke. Hah! Poor Rinnosuke! "Woah, he's cold out! For how long?"
"I wonder." frankly, I don't, but it's only natural to be polite "Couple of minutes, at best. An hour, at worst."
But my goal lays elsewhere. Marisa can do whatever the hell she wishes to that bastard's body, I won't interfere. On the other hand, the other - forced - spectator matters much more. I turn to her.
But she's already there, just in front of me. I can't react when she grabs my collar and pushes me under the nearest wall. Her arm pins me to it with a force I'd have never expected her to use. Aw, a girl ought to be more gentle, Reimu!
"What. The hell. Do you think. You're doing?!"
I can't get enough of her angry face. Isn't it the second time she's asked me this today? And yet, her scowl still feels refreshing. Ah, such a satisfactory reaction. Wonderful. But, I cannot let myself wail in her anger just yet. An explanation would be proper.
"What I did," I state, as-a-matter-of-factly "Was use a temporary high-voltage, low-current electrical discharge to override Kourin's body's muscle-triggering mechanisms."
Her confusion is almost palpable. I steal a glance at Marisa, to confirm she's still busy with the poor bastard. And indeed she is. I take it it's only thanks to that Reimu's dared to push me up against a wall. Wasn't I just a villager a mere minute ago? Oh well, her hijinks are her own, I just want to admire her flustered face. I'm an anger-digger, Reimu! Your scowl only makes my resolve harder!
"In layman's terms," I raise a hand and clench it into a fist in front of her face "Bzzt."
And then, suddenly straighten my fingers. This'll have to suffice. I use this momentary distraction to break away from her gasp and dust off my clothes.
Surprisingly, no word of protest is spoken. Finally learning your place, eh, Reimu?
Either way, I've got to hurry. There's no saying when he might wake up, and to make any estimations regarding an incompletely human body like his would be foolish. All I can do is take chances... Or simply run away. Should he come back for vengeance later, I'd be prepared. I think.
[ ] First though, his vault! Raid it like an ancient tomb!
[ ] My business here is done, I may as well head off to the village.
--[ ] Reimu can stay, I should let her do as she pleases.
--[ ] Obviously, Reimu's going with me, whether she wants it or not. Kourin can take the witch. Savour it, bastard!
[ ] Victims! I need more victims! Marisa! She's going down!
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