" " = Speaking ' ' = Thinking ▪▪ = Next Event - - = Timeskip (F/n) = First Name
(F/c) long sleeve crew neck shirt that hugs his body showing off outlining of his pecs and abs and some jogging stitch (f/c) washed-out sweat pants with (f/c) sneakers.
<><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>
[Honnouji Academy] (Polling Place Stand)
Ryuko fights Nui Harime after learning she killed her father. However (F/n) finds that her anger + boiling blood while wearing Senketsu equals a bad combination.
Red scissor blade down locked against a purple scissor blade, causing a large blast wave almost knocking (F/n) off the arena.
Ryuko: "Tell me!! Why did you kill my dad?!"
'This is going to get messy, real fast!' (F/n) rushes towards the two.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Ryuko does a flurry of attacks which is repeled by Nui, "My dad told me that if I find who took this scissor, I'd be sure to find the person who killed him! You were the one in my house that day, weren't you?!"
Nui: "Yup, I sure was!"
Ryuko: "Why?! Why did you kill him?!"
Nui: "You know the answer to that question already."
Ryuko: "Don't give me that shit!"
(F/n) jumps over Ryuko and kicks Nui flat in the stomach, making her slide across the arena, "Get a grip, Ryuko!"
Nui nods, "Yup. Her daddy crossed a line mankind was never meant to cross." Then attempts slashing at (F/n), who merely evades them before she quickly comes behind Ryuko sliding her hand on Senketsu, "But this Kamui, he made sure does feel nice~"
Senketsu's eye enlarges and pulls himself and Ryuko away from Nui to (F/n)'s side, "What's with her hand? It's as cold as ice!"
Nui: "Wow, it's silky-smooth! You can tell it's 100% genuine Life Fiber."
(F/n): "Enough screwing around, why come up suddenly?"
Nui: "Let's not talk about gloomy things and do something fun!"
Ryuko: "Are you serious?! Why the hell would we play with you?!"
Nui: "Don't be so narrow-minded Ryuko. You know you can't kill love without hate, because they come together like a final tailored suit and a good sterning lining. It's like--"
