15unknowns | [mock week] CAPTAIN CONTACT

Ahoyyyyyy, Captain...!

[Hiyori is sitting on the barstool by himself a few minutes before the meeting is set to begin. He's nervous, his free hand repeatedly twirling his glass of sparkling water by the flared base.]

You must have heard we're having a meeting soon. Want an invitation? [He pauses a little too long, it's clear he practiced this but is almost wussing out.] Because, too bad.

[He doesn't dignify that overblown greeting with a response. Besides, isn't that more for a sailing captain?? Hiyori please. Actually, Hiyori please in general once he's done talking.]

Oh yeah? [There's a tongue click on the other end of the line.] What's your plan for hiding it, huh?

Oh, no plan~

[He has to tighten a fist in his lap to make at least his voice sound remotely confident.]

What's your plan for hiding from us that you have a gun? Same idea. Information is power, but only one type.

Haha, [He chuckles.] Sure. Just like I'm sure you know I'm only using a gun so you all can know the exact moment your friends and loved ones bite the dust...

Edited 2018-12-20 01:15 (UTC)

WHat???

[Capitalization intentional. His inflection wavers because he genuinely didn't realize this and is scared.]

Come on, that's a bluff! I know you don't wanna blow a hole in the side of this plane!

Yeah, like that'd even be necessary. Weren't you the one who thought he figured out my powers? So much for that, heh heh.

Anyway, what can I do for you? You looking for some tips on how to kill? Since you're so interested in my weapon and all.

W-well—

[Damn. He kind of hoped lightning might be somehow less efficient than a gun or something. But no, this isn't a video game, real lightning bolts definitely give people entire fatal heart attacks all the time. He was literally playing with fire trying to knock on the door, and this probably applies to his current venture as well.]

I do kinda wanna ask you for a... I don't wanna call it a favor and be in debt to someone like you, but I figured... waiting for us to kill each other, you must be getting bored, so, won't you hear out my request?

Oh, trust me, I've got plenty more ideas on how to keep it spicy up here. But why not? Shoot.

Alright!

So.

So...!

Ikuya is with you, right?

Hmph! Everyone on that list is there. I can promise you that.

Okay! Great!

Can I... Can I hear his voice one last time again?

Please.

[There is a bit of a pause, as if the Captain is thinking.]

Well, doesn't that just touch your heart. Maaaybe I can arrange a little something like that... but as a privilege? Nah. I'm not a charity worker here!

You hold your meeting and I'll hold my tongue for it. You'll be hearing from me soon after.

[That time even more than other times, Hiyori could practically hear the evil grin just like the one he wore in the vision.]

What are you getting out of all of this? Seriously, what's the point?

[It's when Kei manages to get a moment to himself that he desperately hisses quietly into the smartphone.]

What are you doing?! You never— you can't do this!

Edited 2018-12-21 21:09 (UTC)

Weeeeeeeeeeell, at first I thought it'd smoke that little bitch Sean out of whatever hole he's hiding in... but by now it's pretty much just for the satisfaction of it, heh.

So how about it? Am I worse than ""Marie"" yet? Your shitty wife was so keen on comparing us, I'd hate to disappoint all of you fuckheads.

Edited (better wording) 2018-12-21 21:27 (UTC)

What, you didn't figure out a game like this was zero sum before you did some shit? If I wasn't planning to pick off any more hostages, there would be no point to me saying yours were safer than anyone else's at the end, right?

Then again! You still have to get away with it for me to not change my mind eventually...... better not pussy out. There's still what happens to whoever gets voted for... That part's not just for shits and giggles, for your information.

Red was a sadistic bitch, but you've at least got a reason you're telling yourself. She didn't even have that. So who's Sean?

[...fuck.

Fuck.

The thought hadn't occurred to him that he would be killing any more people than one. Now he's not responsible for a single tragedy but for multiples.

Haha... ha.. he.. did it, and there's... no fucking coming back from this, ever.

...]

[It's awhile before he manages to respond.]

I played my part in your sick little game... so leave everyone else's hostages alone.

A motherfucker who deserves a slow, painful death.... Which I plan to give him as soon as he gives up.

It's too bad! If that bastard hadn't ruined my reputation, I might have found it in my heart to restrain some of my pent-up aggression from all the years of putting up a nice front.

But it's better like this, you know? It's really the best to just let out all the hate, the disgust I have for all the people in the universe. Squeeze out the blood, one by one by one by ONE!

[He sounds completely mad.]

You want me to break my own rules, that I painstakingly created?

[He chuckles darkly, reveling in the truth that there was actually no pain or stakes to him at all.]

You ain't fucking special, even if you're a little smarter than everyone else who didn't play ball.

But I'm not completely unreasonable. I tell you what. You see this shit through, get someone else out in your place, and I'll consider it for the rest of the flight.

[His face twists into a snarl as the pilot talks, though at the last part, his eyes widen slightly. His face falls into a blank expression.

There's silence, for awhile... and then, without saying or doing anything else, cuts the connection.]

[Greeeeeaaaaaat. He's on a plane under the control of Discount Dracula. Fantastic.]

Well, if you're planning on killing everyone anyway, there's no point in not explaining it - what did he do to you?

Tch. Who said I was planning on killing everyone? I'm just saying it's fun.

C'mon, indulge a dying man before he kicks it - what happened?

What, like you got a terminal illness or something? Why should I give a shit?

Besides, it ain't much more than I already said. That guy didn't die when he was supposed to and ruined all the good shit I'd been building up for myself. It's a personal grudge. Then again... we're all people, huh? Ain't nothing in this life that isn't personal.

You're telling me. Nothing's not personal, after a point....

And I've got something back home that's eating my soul, so... yeah, terminal illness? Pretty much. Sounds crazy, sure, but... you brought us here, you ought to know what's crazy and what's not.

Something like what, an enchanted sword?

Ain't like you're the only one that's had someone try to take their soul though. Hiyori and Zelos look like they eat em' for breakfast. Heh heh heh.

Enchanted sword, "holy" whip... same difference, really. I'm sure you've heard the story before, whatever the object is.

[Hiyori and Zelos, huh. THAT'S BAIT. He's not biting.]

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