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[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ He's dreaming. He has to be.

But even once Valmont's done rubbing his eyes in disbelief, they're still there. All twelve talismans, lined up nice and neat on his nightstand.

Well then. He still doesn't know what's going on with this world, but if it brought the talismans here, to him... he might not dislike it quite so much as he did before.

And so, if you see a guy this weekend levitating around town, occasionally shooting fire out of his hands and/or laser beams out of his eyes, and looking giddier than anyone here has ever seen him... Well. That's probably V. Feel free to talk to him/try to keep him from blowing up something of yours. He's in a good mood. He might listen. ]

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[unkinder]

[Nagi can't help the sigh he lets out when he feels the horrid ache in his chest finally go away as the talisman does it's work, though he doesn't take the time to heal himself 100%. The broken bones were the worst part, and everything else he's felt a thousand times over to the point where a punch to the face is no worse than a slap on the wrist.

Once he can walk properly he takes a couple strides closer to Valmont, reaching out again with his telekinesis to relieve the man of the rest of his talismans. Nagi hands most of them to his Pokemon while letting the snake talisman hover in front of him so he can get a better look. When he talks again he doesn't look at Valmont, pretending to be particularly invested in it.]

I wonder just how adept you are without your trinkets.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ He swallows, hard. This situation is looking less and less favorable by the second... and he doesn't like the look in Nagi's eyes one bit. ]

Not... very?

[unkinder]

[Once the boy is just a few paces from Valmont he stops, giving the last talisman to his Gardevoir. Then he focuses his gaze on the man standing before him, eyes almost shining behind his bangs.]

What was it you said? About you saying you wished me luck in trying to kill you?

[All of a sudden, Valmont will feel that familiar force holding him in place. It hasn't wrested his ability to move or speak like before, but he'll be disappointed if he tries to run.]

I don't need luck.

[whitehairedprettyboy]

No - I didn't mean it, I didn't, I'm sorry, please don't kill me, oh god, please -

[ He can't escape. He hasn't got any powers left. So this is it. He's going to die. When it came down to it, somehow he'd never quite pictured that he'd go out begging for mercy at the hands of a fifteen-year-old psychic. He'd rather enjoyed not picturing that, as it happened.

Bugger everything. ]

CW: Death

[unkinder]

[Nagi's response to Valmont's begging is exasperation. Whereas Schuldig feeds on the raw, often tainted emotions of others, Nagi has begun to feel exhausted by it all. It's partially for this reason that he elects to stay quiet as he pins Valmont's arms to his sides. He will die, but not as he would back home. Let him figure that out for himself.

In the pursuit of having this over with swiftly and to avoid hearing any more of his pleas, Nagi takes his head firmly and gives a sharp twist to the left to break his neck. It should kill him instantly, leaving him to vanish as Tsukiyama said the grunts back at Tohjo Falls did.

...in theory, at least.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ His voice rises in terror as he suddenly finds he can't move his arms. ] What are you going to -

[ It actually doesn't hurt that much. All right, for a brief second the pain is unimaginable, but then - nothing. He takes a moment to reflect on this before realizing that the reason he doesn't feel anything is probably because in a second he'll be dead.

And then he is.

Rocket Grunt Valmont whited out! ]