“Upon being asked how she could commit such possible things, she started to cackle that distorted cackle that Sinaldo seemed to do. Though the skull himself seemed oblivious to the events occuring around him.” That right there is your first problem! You’re trying to speak sense into somebody who lost their senses. “Gives a malicious grin.”
“But as Takeshi declared how he wouldn’t let he go through with her plans, she put on a throughly pleased look. Not one of insanity, but true joy.” Hmm, it seems like somebody has grown a little backbone! Good for you Takeshi………. however. “Suddenly stands up as she strides effortlessly to Takeshi and stares him down as she stands right in front of him. Though they were the same height, the Gardevoir suddenly looked gargantuan in front of the Bisharp. like she could cast him away with a simple wave of her arm.”
Boldness will only get you so far Takeshi. What do you think your going to do, talk it out with my army? Our minds are fueled by bloodlust and violence, it’ll never be quenched. “She quietly hisses as she hold his face with both her hands in a rather delicate manner.” If I had wanted to, I would kill you and everybody else you hold dear, here and now. But we’re still friends, so I’m going to leave you with a warning. Stop your foolishness in trying to rescue me……. and you’ll be sparred a horrific death, unlike everybody else. “She started to cackle with demented glee as both her eyes stared at Takeshi with intense insanity.”
The Bisharp stepped back a bit as his eyes widened and pupils shrunk from intimidation, trembling in his steel legs as the corrupted Gardevoir threatened him and his well-being. While he did appreciate the idea of being spared from such a fate, he still has a tough time bearing to see Whisper, his own friend, looking like this. At that, he steps to the side and overlaps his arms, looking down at the fine smooth surface of the restaurant floor.
" … w-well…" he started, muttering weakly with self-realization, "… i-it’s not as if I could save you anyway… a-at least, not on my own… a-and especially not your army…" He then looked up at her, trying to keep whatever confidence he has left afloat before this terrifying creature as he spreads his arms a bit.
" … b-but… I will at least do something… it just… it hurts me to see you become like this, so… so.. hell-bent on taking lives and raising graves, and having this transformation occur under my nose no less…" He closes his eyes, then reopens them, a tiny bit more confidence poured into his tone and looks.
" I just… I just want you back the way you were, that’s all… when you were malevolent, understanding, and yet still powerful and out-spoken in your own right. Not to mention how helpful you have been…" The Bisharp spreads his arms out and turns around in place a little as he scans his gaze about the restaurant, as if using this facility as an example.
" You were not only an amazing friend, but an astounding employee… you worked hard to make so many people happy, just like I have… it… it felt like we shared a goal at one point, and under this very roof where we saw each other and everyone else the most often. Sure, we had displeased customers here and there, but that didn’t stop us from seeing them through with nothing else but a smile as they made their way out… there have been many good memories here, Whisper." With that sentimental speech, he finally looks at her in the face, his expression quiet and pleading.
" … so how can you threaten me and others like this, and under the same establishment where we helped one another…? Does that really mean nothing to you anymore?"
((and now, bbl as I go take care of errands))