mcmurderer | [knave] interrogation 1 & 2

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knave,
wonderland

[knave] interrogation 1 & 2

[ have at it, champs.

Executions must happen at: The Hunter's Rest in a private interrogation room. ]

[if only that is what he meant when he said he's steal her heart!!]

[for the most part, his body isn't cooperating with him. but this time? it seems to be having pity on him, because his head jerks to the right, just in time to avoid that first blow. it winds up crashing into the ground right next to his ear, and he can feel the vibrations traveling down his spine and into the rest of his limbs]

[he has to try. he has to try. he can't-- he can't let it end like this. . .!]

[it's a last ditch effort. everything hurts, and his injuries mean there isn't nearly as much power in the blow as there would be normally, but. . . he attempts to kick her in the shin one last time. if this-- if this is how things are going to be, then maybe he can at least leave his mark, and maybe someone will figure it out, and--]

[She hasn't played Persona 5, she doesn't have any other way to interpret it!!!!]

[It's lucky for him that she's not used to really physically exerting herself, so the first swing misses and he's able to launch a counterattack. He gets her shin and she narrows her eyes -- it's not hard enough to leave a mark, but it sure is hard enough to hurt (and also to annoy her!), and she stamps down on his foot again, pinning him and bring the axe up for strike two]

[sadly, he won't be able to dodge this time]

[he swallows the cry of pain that threatens to escape when she stomps on his foot again, chin tilted up, the gesture full of teenage insolence and tenacity. he tries to move out of the way again, the chains of the handcuffs rattling behind him with each struggle, but then. . .]

[there's pain. blinding, white hot pain, striking the side of his head. he sees stars, a brief flash of color that overtakes his senses]

[and then?]

[. . . there's nothing]

[congratulations Croix you have acquired one (1) new unconscious teenage boy, what do?]

[you could almost say that he]

[never]

[SAW IT COOOOOO~~~~MING]

[Much better!! Once he's unconscious, she tchs and puts the axe down briefly to rub at her shin -- stupid brat, if she had her magic it'd be a different story -- but there's no time to waste. A few seconds later, she's hefting the axe up again, and dragging him by his armpits.... it'll take a while, especially since he's bigger than she is, but she's going to drag his body off]

[The beheading will come later -- and thankfully, he won't be conscious for it]