I finally made chapter three.~ I was having some trouble with thinking about what I wanted to write. But I think I got it now. I only own the plot.
~~~~~GAKUPO~~~~~
"… One-hundred thirty-two…" I speak breathlessly, all the while examining my nails. My eyebrows hinge into a furrowed knot as I spot a distasteful hangnail upon my forefinger. In sheer annoyance I place my nail file upon my lap, carefully, with my opposite hand I pinch the pest ripping it off, as I then proceed to throw the disgusting thing on my cell floor.
Really it's bad enough that I'm in this dingy space. With a small huff, I take my nail file while crossing my legs and continue with my preening, all the while ignoring the small outpour of blood from my fingertip. "… One-hundred thirty-three…"
A shuffle of semi-hurried and angry sounding footsteps approaches from the down the hall. My lips seem to curve into a crooked smile. "My, my, you are quite late, Frozen Blade… After all it has been, one-hundred thirty-four minutes and seventeen seconds since our beloved, every so lovely, and fair Princess has seemingly come down… Ill, this evening."
"DON'T YOU DARE SPEAK OF HER!" The blue haired knight roars grabbing the bars to the cell door with fury, rage swelling like a storm in his eyes.
Curtly, I smirk looking up at my dear friend. "And what if I do? Will you cleave my head off?" I muse continuing to gaze at the young man.
"YOU WOULD DESERVE A FAR WORSER FATE THEN THAT, YOU SCUM!" He just about snarls at me.
"Temper, temper!" I warn shaking one of my forefingers as if he were a naughty, disobedient child. "After all, you did come here for something, didn't you…?"
This time I see a little more than pure rage broil together in his eyes. He pants a seemingly irritated sigh as his hands drop from the bars of my prison before he speaks in a much more civil manner. "… What are the ingredients to the antidote? And where are they?"
"Ah, well, such information is only privy to those who pay." My smirk never ceases as I see furious emotion build up in him once more. "An advance payment is also necessary."
"…" I can see that he's contemplating, a mere formality, for I see that he's thinking about what can be given and naught what the choice should be. "Name what your price is!"
My smile never ceases as I answer his request. "The assassination of the Megurine royal family before the end of the year." My hand crawls into my jacket taking out a black leather bound book throwing it to the floor outside of the cell by the blue haired knight's feet. "And don't worry about your dear Princess… I'm sure the doctor will be able to sustain her life for, at most, three years. After all, the vulnerary required to heal her is quite tough to make considering she's infected with a demon's blood and miasma."
I hope you enjoyed this chapter!~~ I wanted to try to convey a little bit of Gakupo's dark side. Anyway, let me know what you think!
