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[LORD] Tyki Mikk (noahism) wrote in marinanova,
@ 2015-03-30 08:53:00

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[Things happen in threes. It's the way of the world, somehow. The Holy Trinity is a fine example, ironic considering the tone of the night for one Tyki Mikk. But three has always been a number he's fond of, so he obeys the rule this wicked night. The scent of blood is strong and it's everywhere, caked underneath his nails and staining his skin, flecked across his face and even soaked into the cigarette he's lighting in the darkness of the Devil's Compass. His floors haven't been this ruined since he and Road bled Cross into the floorboards of their home. The human body bleeds so, so much.

There are a few things he needs to get to while the blood drips and settles, dries dark into the wood to stain it one of his favorite shades. Without cleaning up in the slightest he goes to work, walking silently through the dome to leave his trinity behind. His eyes glow amber gold, the look behind them madder with each step.

One, with blood spilt and collected he writes an assortment of messages on walls he passes. "Psalm 55:11, Psalms 7:15, Job 10:21, Psalm 3:6. 'Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth' being the last, scrawled in blood along the outer wall of the church. The last are left on the wall inside the Devil's Compass, scrawled almost contemplatively: The heart is more deceitful than all else And is desperately sick; Who can understand it? Lines below it; And when the devil had ended every temptation, he departed from him until an opportune time.

Two, whilst walking he has doubled his purpose by bringing along the dripping remains of Ianto in pieces. One sinewy arm hacked off and left upon Jack's doorstep, a glistening heart for the step of the Defense Force's HQ and many other pieces scattered without rhyme or rhythm across gardens and greenery. He doesn't care who sees, who finds. Road would really be proud.

And three, he retires to the church for the evening's last few minutes before an artificial sun begins to rise. Trails of red left by his fingers dragging along the walls and pews, a husk of a corpse left to lay on the floor of the Devil's Compass, Tyki feels sated, satisfied as he sits upon the bench of the piano and cracks his stained knuckles. He puts his fingers to the keys to play for the remainder of his time before they come.]

(ooc: phone posting ATM but may edit later, however this is more a post for people pursuing Tyki as well as a note of what he left around the dome. Feel free to see... Or find things! Pm, plurk or leave me hmd notes if you have questions and ill get back to you ASAP)

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kitty_has_claws
2015-03-30 01:31 pm UTC (link)

[The thing about not having Reid in her bed when she wakes up to announcements about Tyki murdering someone is there is no one there to try and stop her from going out to hunt the killer. She puts her suit on—the one with an X. Gauntlets in place on her forearms. Still no super secret special weapon to use on him. Get on that, investigative team. It's been weeks now.

But out she goes. First to the Devil's Compass, but there are no signs of life there. Hard to miss the smell of death though. Her eyes skim over the walls, taking in the lines. And of course there's Ianto or what's left of him. He's clearly not whole anymore which ties into what Veridical had said in that callous announcement.

Kitty's stomach threatens to turn on her, but she tightens her fist, willing herself to ignore it. The blood wasn't really the problem anyway. She's seen and spilled more than her share of it. It's the thought that she cared for the man who did this. Cared about him more than she ever really admitted. Not to mention the part where she cares about Ianto too. He was a good man. He didn't deserve this and neither does Jack.

Anger feeds her movements as she emerges from the bar, seeking out wherever he might have gone next. She looks for a trail. Tyki could easily not leave one the same as her, but she has a feeling he wasn't worried about subtly and not being found here. Besides, dripping blood tends to give you away if you know what to look for. But just as she's about to set off following a path that might have led her to Jack's door and Ianto's missing arm she catches a tune playing in these early morning hours before everyone is out when things are still.

She turns toward it and soon she realizes her destination—the church. Just like with Cross. Hope god doesn't mind she's going to enter his house without knocking—or opening the door for that matter—and with claws out.]

This ends. [She says it authoritatively, but it's probably just the beginning.]

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noahism
2015-03-30 09:53 pm UTC (link)

[Still in the throes of his tune, Tyki doesn't turn at the sound of the voice. Somehow he thought it might be her to come in first, the excitement of waiting to see who won the race to find him having kept him in his post-murderous bliss to a higher extent. How fitting that it would be her, if not for what they were then for who she is. Leader. Time for her to step up.

He stays sitting, stays playing.] Hello, Kitty. You're interrupting a good song here.

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kitty_has_claws
2015-03-30 10:48 pm UTC (link)

[Part of her would hate giving him just what he wants. The bigger part just doesn't care what he wants anymore. She takes long, even strides up the aisle to where Tyki and the piano sit before driving a claw through the piano. Sure, Tyki is in the way when she does it. Will he be solid? Will he be phased? She doesn't much care at the moment. One thing's for certain though.]

Piano's broken.

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noahism
2015-03-30 10:57 pm UTC (link)

[What was was beautiful melody turns briefly ominous and clunky, falling out of key as it falls to pieces in a more literal sense. He stays still and unharmed, phased expectantly as he watches this unfold through him. Ruining a good piano like this without even letting him finish the score? He sighs, as if troubled, going about closing the keylid with a clunk.]

That wasn't yours or mine to break.

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	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-30 11:00 pm UTC (link)
	Neither was Ianto. Was there even are a reason? Was no one paying attention to you? Were you bored? [Her tone is as sharp as the claws.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-30 11:50 pm UTC (link)
	[He likes the way this is going. All the fire in her. He leans a little back, turning slightly in his seat to regard her. And he chuckles.] Even if there was, you wouldn't like it, now would you? I might've done that man a favor. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-30 11:56 pm UTC (link)
	Death is not a favor. [Eyes narrowing as she the words fall like carefully delivered punches. Though she suspects they don't hit him any more than the real kind.] You're a psychopath. [She saw the bloody scripture. Though she did get there too soon. Didn't get to see the heart.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 12:00 am UTC (link)
	You flatter me! [And he laughs again, harder this time. Drenched in blood it's hard to deny this fact, what's left is deciding whether or not to embrace it. And for the moment he really finds no reason not to.] I let him out of here, you could say. You could consider that a blessing. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 12:04 am UTC (link)
	Is that what this is? You want to push our buttons so someone will kill you so you can be free of the dreamscape? [She leans in, voice softer as she says—and means—the next words.] You didn't have to try so hard. Just don't phase. Worked for me. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 12:13 am UTC (link)
	Oh, no. I'm simply saying there's a possibility he's not dead for sure. Granted, my experience is based off of Road and she's never quite been one to let people leave her dreams intact. So perhaps he really is dead, wherever his body is now. [Another cold laugh.] Please don't burn my bar again. I know how you like to get angry. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kitty_has_claws
2015-03-31 12:27 am UTC (link)

Wasn't the plan this time. [She thrusts forward suddenly, aiming for his heart.

Was Ianto alive and safe down in his pod? Maybe. People had died before and returned much later. Never with any memories of their stay. Could have been the same person. Could have been another version. But either way, for now, he's gone. And she doesn't want to watch anyone else go off the grid.

Reid is not going to be next. So Tyki needs to be next and last.]

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noahism
2015-03-31 12:30 am UTC (link)

[Again he seems to sigh sufferingly, staying phased because in anger she's predictable.]

Kitty, Kitty, Kitty. You want to play? We can play. [He stands, piano bench dragging backward. If she thinks she's going to get a solid blow against him she better plan to work a lot harder. He straightens up, cracks his neck to the side and then his knuckles. Taking his sweet time only because h can.]

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	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 12:37 am UTC (link)
	It's not a game! Murder isn't fun. It takes. It takes. And it takes! [Yeah, okay, she might be a little angry. But she's going to have to be better if she wants to make this work. They came out no better than a draw over Spike.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

noahism
2015-03-31 12:46 am UTC (link)

That's where you're wrong. Murder is fun. [His fingers flex when he says this with such a genuine tone, a near shudder of ecstasy head to toe. He's still reeling over what it was like to kill a man after so long of wanting. Of coming so close. Torture always appealed to him and Cross is forever a fond memory, but there's something so fucking satisfying about actually crossing the line. He's not in a place to show any sign of remorse, not when he still get chills at the thought of hot spilt blood.]

Witnessing a death is a beautiful thing. I've missed it more than I ever knew.

[Grinning at her, he unbuttons his jacket. Easier to move this way. He's waiting for her next move.] I feel refreshed.

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	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 12:53 am UTC (link)
	You're going to feel nothing. [She lunges at him again. It looks like she's going for a slice to the guts and she's working to make it look good, but she has no intention of being solid as it plays out. She wants to see his counter. Words are true enough even if it's not how she meant them. She doesn't intend to let him leave here alive.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 12:56 am UTC (link)
	That's the spirit! [He'll take a wager and stay solid, but not without the webbing strands of dark matter sealing around his forearms and midsection like armor beneath his clothes. He wants to see her charge forward, try and land something on him.] I love that look in your eye, Kitty. The murderous intent is so romantic. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 01:00 am UTC (link)
	It's necessary. [Her jaw tightens and instead of making another go at him she swipes again the piano. DIE, PIANO, DIE! A jagged piece of wood in hand she swings it around at him, phasing it only until she lets go. It may clatter harmlessly to the ground, but she wants to see if his dark matter affects it.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 01:04 am UTC (link)
	[He swats at the wood with a blackened hand, raising his brows at her like 'oh really'?] Throwing things now? This really is getting domestic. [He lets out a few Tease, batting their wings and taking flight around him.] I liked that piano, you know. [And now he lunges forward to mimic her earlier move to see what she'll do.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kitty_has_claws
2015-03-31 01:28 am UTC (link)

I liked Ianto. [She dodges, taking the chance he might be solid, and kicks out in hopes of making contact. Wouldn't be anything like a kill shot, but they could dodge each other for hours and she'll settle to kick things off (literally) with a bruise if she can.

She just has to be careful. Throwing force out without the expected impact can throw you off balance. She knows that all too well and uses it against her own attackers.]

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noahism
2015-03-31 01:33 am UTC (link)

[He lets it land but doesn't flinch, reaching to grab at her leg in the same instant. He knows his windows of opportunity will be small and in the wake of her bigger movements, the seconds before her brain clicks in to phase -- it's strange to think of it that way. To apply his weaknesses to her when he can. They're rather locked into stalemates but if he can wrench her leg even an inch to the side he'll be happy.]

Take a piece of him home with you, then. There's plenty to go around! [He lashes forward again, arm tangible while the rest of him fades in and out with the movement. You want to talk bruises? Let's talk about making bruises.]

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	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 01:53 am UTC (link)
	[He gets his inch before the leg and the rest of her become insubstantial, allowing his arm to cut through her harmlessly. Rain check on that bruise?] What did you do with the arm? (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 02:02 am UTC (link)
	Mmm? [Oh, so she noticed. Hard not to with that announcement...] I made you all a scavenger hunt. How's that for your answer? [Another swing of his hand to graze air because he knows she's smart. He wouldn't be tangible either. He isn't, mostly.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 02:06 am UTC (link)
	Were those lines on the wall supposed to be clues? [Also, being selectively tangible is completely unfair. She throws an elbow his way, not really expecting it to connect.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-03-31 02:55 am UTC (link)
	[It does, however, mostly so he can try and grab it again.] Ask your boyfriend to profile those and see. Oh wait. [Digs in at Reid and her's relationship. Classic.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	kitty_has_claws 2015-03-31 03:03 am UTC (link)
	[He manages the grab. Definitely couldn't be because he brought up Reid. But she let's him keep that elbow for now as she swings her other clawed hand toward his chest.] (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

	noahism 2015-04-04 04:13 am UTC (link)
	[He squeezes her elbow and goes to grab her throat. Her claws will connect but they won't puncture, on account of the dark matter - he phases shortly after.] We can dance like this all night, Kitty. We will stalemate again and again. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

kitty_has_claws
2015-04-05 03:09 pm UTC (link)

[His fingers manage to find a hold on her throat—as she tries to make her claws work against the dark matter. It's only when he phases that she does too and not a moment too soon. Much longer and she might have lost the ability to concentrate enough to phase.

She doesn't worry about the bruise marks his fingers no doubt left, only about his words. He's right. They're both untouchable when they want to be. They can try to wear each other down. Maybe one of them will get lucky. Maybe his extra powers will give him the advantage, maybe her passion to protect others will give it to her.

Or maybe everything about seeking him out here was just pointless. She has to stop thinking of Tyki as her problem to solve. She already knows how to take him down. It's teamwork. That's never going to work if she's so afraid of losing another team that she doesn't let them get off the bench.]

And here I thought you liked dancing with me. [Her voice comes out a little rough.] But if you're thinking I've wasted enough time on you, you're probably right.

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noahism
2015-04-08 04:45 am UTC (link)

I did. But Kitty, my world doesn't revolve around you. I'm sorry to break that to you.

[He sighs, stepping back whilst phased to shrug in the most casual of ways; they will butt heads again and again, thwarting one another with their own one unique (yet shared) specialty so he acts loose rather than get caught up in that agitation. He even instead starts patting his pockets for his cigarettes, though they remain feet away atop the poor piano.]

And as flattering as it is that you continue to think it does, I think you're getting a little self absorbed. This had nothing to do with you personally. You're here on impulse, but is that wise? For a leader, this is.

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kitty_has_claws
2015-04-09 03:14 am UTC (link)

[Her teeth set a little more firmly as she watches him demonstrate his boredom during the fight. There's a flare of anger at the nonchalance as well as him questioning her leadership. Right or not it really makes her want a clean shot at him. But that's the problem, isn't it? There is no clean shot. Unless he really did want to die this is a stalemate for now, so she pushes down that anger. She can channel it into looking for ways that will stop him—permanently, but this isn't it. At best all she's doing now is babysitting him so there isn't a second victim. That's not nothing, but for the moment it feels like her time and energy might be better spent elsewhere.

For a leader, that is.

There's no great response for any of what he said and her voice might betray her emotion, so instead of speaking with words she'll do so with actions, pulling back to head out the nearest wall. If he follows, well, she'll deal with that.

But why should he? His world doesn't revolve around her.]

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noahism
2015-04-09 05:09 am UTC (link)

[He's surprised by this, frankly. Goading her on only to yet again push her away - it's not the first time he's seen her back turned to him and it makes his lips split apart in a wicked grin. Just like he can't hurt her she can't do a thing to stop him and so he's so... pleased with that. Pleased with everything this night has given him, most especially the rush in his blood he hasn't felt in so long.

So good is the after glow of murder that he doesn't mind seeing her go. Letting her go.

He just laughs, loud and clear, turning back to the gouged piano to sit back down. See if any of the keys will still play.]

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