okay so I can't seem to get to my other tags without doing this. poor translations, don't judge me.

[angelofslaughter]

Oi, you. Yeah, you at the computer.

I'm a right-minded kind of guy-

[Says the serial killer.]

-a right-minded serial killer, fine. So this whole "control people's lives and make 'em miserable without letting 'em die" thing you've got goin' on here? Kinda disgusting, to be honest. You creep me out.

Oi, and what's with the ~~ooooh murder promise shoujo bubbles~~ stuff you keep giggling about? Do I look like an artist to you? It ain't my fault what backgrounds people pick for me, so just shut up!

...Eh, what's a tsundere?

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[angelofslaughter]

I'm the best at gettin' angry.

[Is that something to be proud of?]

[thesacrificed]

Un. That's why you're a tsundere.

[angelofslaughter]

Would you shut up about the tsundere thing?!

[See. The best at getting angry.]

[thesacrificed]

[Ah, perfect. A pause, then she gently tugs at one of his sleeves.]

I don't mind if you're a tsundere, Zack. You'll still kill me in the end, right?

[angelofslaughter]

Obviously I will. This and that don't have anything to do with each other.

[thesacrificed]

I'm glad.

[angelofslaughter]

Tch. You're so weird.

[thesacrificed]

So are you.

[angelofslaughter]

's fair. I'm pretty weird. But at least I never was tryin' to be normal.

[thesacrificed]

Mm. I wasn't either.

[She didn't think anyhow. It's not like she remembers a whole lot at this point.]

[angelofslaughter]

You fooled me when we met. Seemed pretty normal.

[thesacrificed]

... I look normal?

[angelofslaughter]

Sure do.

[Well, comparatively anyway.]

[thesacrificed]

Ah. I see.

[She supposed against him she did. She looks down to her hands now, studies the rest of herself a moment. She may look normal but she didn't feel like it.]

[angelofslaughter]

Tch, it ain't a bad thing. You're s'posed to want to look more normal than somebody like me.

[thesacrificed]

A tsundere?

[angelofslaughter]

Obviously I mean the bandages??

[thesacrificed]

Hoh. I forgot.

[angelofslaughter]

How do you forget somethin' like that?

[thesacrificed]

[The blonde offers a blank stare at first. Then she finally says:]

I don't care much about appearance.

[angelofslaughter]

Tch. That so?

[Guess it partially explains why she's not scared of him. Most of the reason being because she's dead inside, of course.]

[thesacrificed]

[Hey now, she's not completely dead. Why you gotta be so rude, tsundere murder-san?]

Yes.

[angelofslaughter]

[Because tsundere murder-san.]

Guess that's not a bad thing. Probably a sign of good character or something.

[Her parents raised her decent.]

[thesacrificed]

... Good character.

[For some reason that stings a little. Is she really very good at all?]

[angelofslaughter]

Oi. I don't give a lot of compliments, so I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't sound so sad after I give you one.

[That's just rude.]