[It's fast, it's abrupt, and there's not a single plant to be seen. Just as Esikko turns, Chobe reaches out to grab his arm, far more tighter than any of his vines, nails digging in thru fabric, before slamming him against the wall. He's quick to follow up, face dangerously close, and that eye now focused and cold. He brings his hand to his neck to squeeze, a slow choke, demonstrating his strength doesn't come solely from a magic trick.]
I don't think you get it, little prince. So! Need to make sure you understand one vital bit of that story. You didn't leave me helpless, something else did, something you'll never be able to fathom. And if not for that holding me back, if not for me being out of my damn mind, I'd have ripped apart your chest and made sure you could see me swallowing your heart before you could choke on your own blood.
[That madness being the overwhelming stress and loneliness from losing his brother to this shitty casino in the first place, what pushed his parasite over the edge and let the cruel, feral instincts of his suit take over. The one and only weakness Chobe is allowed to have is Toma, and he'll die over and over before he lets a pathetic beast like Esi think he has even an ounce of influence over him. Esikko truly did save several people that day by freezing him, giving him time for his mind to push back the flower's influence, but it also served as a brief prison to collect his thoughts, and mentally paint a much, much bigger target on that insufferable elite. ]
You were saved by that madness and nothing more. You try to take credit for it again, and patience be damned. Maybe I'll get to see how they bring people back to life up close and personal.
As for whatever bitch you feel like siccing on me. . .tell them I'll always be in the basement waiting. I open the door for everyone. Consider this? An invite.
[He'll finally release him, only for another vine to slink from his back. This one is full of thorns, and with a swift crack, it slaps across one of Esi's hands, embedding a large, painful thorn in the back of his palm. A parting gift, and invitation for any who dare challenge him for the prince's honor.
He doesn't wait to see how Esikko might react, beginning to walk off. If the prince has any last words, he'll hear them, but he has nothing else to say on his part.]
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I don't think you get it, little prince. So! Need to make sure you understand one vital bit of that story. You didn't leave me helpless, something else did, something you'll never be able to fathom. And if not for that holding me back, if not for me being out of my damn mind, I'd have ripped apart your chest and made sure you could see me swallowing your heart before you could choke on your own blood.
[That madness being the overwhelming stress and loneliness from losing his brother to this shitty casino in the first place, what pushed his parasite over the edge and let the cruel, feral instincts of his suit take over. The one and only weakness Chobe is allowed to have is Toma, and he'll die over and over before he lets a pathetic beast like Esi think he has even an ounce of influence over him. Esikko truly did save several people that day by freezing him, giving him time for his mind to push back the flower's influence, but it also served as a brief prison to collect his thoughts, and mentally paint a much, much bigger target on that insufferable elite. ]
You were saved by that madness and nothing more. You try to take credit for it again, and patience be damned. Maybe I'll get to see how they bring people back to life up close and personal.
As for whatever bitch you feel like siccing on me. . .tell them I'll always be in the basement waiting. I open the door for everyone. Consider this? An invite.
[He'll finally release him, only for another vine to slink from his back. This one is full of thorns, and with a swift crack, it slaps across one of Esi's hands, embedding a large, painful thorn in the back of his palm. A parting gift, and invitation for any who dare challenge him for the prince's honor.
He doesn't wait to see how Esikko might react, beginning to walk off. If the prince has any last words, he'll hear them, but he has nothing else to say on his part.]