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"Ate razors? That's an interesting way to put it. I'm surprised you're not bleeding out your nose yet at the very least." Suto mused. "I would give it another minute before you have to sit down or risk face planting on the floor." So it seemed he had a vague idea of what the drug would do as well though Shun was doing an excellent job of hiding the pain. It wasn't as much fun though he wasn't sure if it was just how he was or because the girl was here.

Why? Why was no one listening to her? It was like she wasn't even here. The feeling of being helpless and useless was overwhelming as Mitsu's thrashing began to quiet down. Her crying had subsided for the most part, though the tears still ran down her face as she looked at the assassin. So he was hurting....but he was trying to hide it so she wouldn't beg Suto to help him. Why was he so keen on suffering in her place.

"P..Professor please....help him. I really will...do whatever it is you want..." Mitsu tried to plead one last time.

"Shun? Shun!?" Mitsu shrieked when the assassin went down, thrashing against her restraints.

"I'm certainly glad I tied you down for the time being," Suto noted to Mitsu before he looked the boy over. "Seems like you are coming close to your limit boy. Its only downhill from here I'm afraid." Reaching into his pocket Suto pulled out a syringe. It held a liquid similar to the one Shun had drank but instead of teal it was ivory white. "I think we could get a bit of a better reaction out of you yet." Suto beamed as he started to approach.

"No! NO!" Mitsu put enough force on one of her straps that the metal bolt gave a whine before it snapped. This obviously wasn't her normal strength as she pulled her arm free and stood from the chair. Unfortunately the chair was bolted down as well and one of her arms was still attached so she couldn't go far.

She looked like she was about to yell but instead her lips pulled back in a snarl as she looked at Suto, her crimson eyes glowing brightly in the dim lighting.

The grin Suto had grew all the wider as he looked at Mitsu, held back by only a single strap on her chair. Her eyes were wild and she looked ready to sink her teeth into something. "Oh....seems we have found the limit to your medication."

"Well, I've learned what I need to know," Suto set the syringe on the floor. "If you take that you should feel better in about half an hour or so. As for you, my dear." He turned to Mitsu and stepped a bit closer but he was just out of range of where she could grab. It didn't seem like rational thought was in use, only attack. "It seems your emotions still get the better of you, we'll have to work on that."

Without saying much else, Suto turned to leave the room neatly stepping passed Shun in the process. It seemed he was going to leave the assassin with the girl in this state. "I probably wouldn't approach her right away." He smiled as he walked out, his little warning just a passing phrase.

Once Suto was gone Mitsu continued to pull on her remaining restraint but it seemed it was going to hold out a bit longer than the other one. After a bit of tugging and pulling she began to slow down her breathing becoming heavy when she couldn't pull herself free.

Suto was long gone but Mitsu was far from normal at the moment. Her thrashing had stopped but as soon as Shun started to approach she let out a soft growl as she shifted back toward the chair. Climbing up on the seat she sat with her knees against her chest, her fingers clawing at the buckle unable to open it. Breathing coming in deep and fast the longer she couldn't get it open she let out a growl in frustration.

A few more moments of fruitless struggles and Mitsu finally pressed a hand to her head, her body starting to sway in her seat. "Oh..." She groaned softly as a headache settled in, the glowing of her eyes dying down. Slumping back in her chair still holding her head, Mitsu couldn't help but feel something pressing in on her mind. W..what had happened? "S..shun? A..are you okay?" She whispered softly after a moment of pause.

Once her wrist was free, Mitsu pulled it close, her hand leaving her head to rub at her wrist. "I'm fine." She almost snapped but looked rather regretful after saying it so harshly. "S...sorry. I'm...fine." It wasn't true, she wasn't fine. Her mind was a mess. She felt like she did back at Christmas, her mind was being encroached upon by something else...something that wanted to take over.

"J...just worry about yourself, okay?" Slowly Mitsu got out of her chair, her fingers a little twitchy but she balled her hands into fists quickly to hide it. "L...let's get you back to the dorm." Kneeling down beside him she tried to offer her help so that he could stand. "Do you think you can stand yet?"

There was a problem Mitsu knew she was going to have to face. A problem that was going to leave her to choose between keeping her friend safe or keeping his friendship. The longer this arrangement continued she knew....she knew that Suto would just use them against one another. That's what he had done today. She now had a feeling that the vial he had given her was never meant for her. It was meant for Shun. Suto wanted her to watch him suffer and push her to the limit...and it had worked.

"Shun I...." But could she do it? Could she really hurt him more than she already had? She knew it was the right decision but her greedy side that wanted to keep him as her friend was just too overpowering. "I.....will help you back to the dorm. And get you something to eat. It should help you feel better." She really didn't deserve to have him as a friend....

Helping the assassin to his feet Mitsu tried to brace herself for his weight but he really only leaned on her a little. "I...I know you're hurt you don't have to pretend."

Listening to him quietly she started to lead them toward the door. It was hard to say what was going through her mind though the way her eyes were darting about and her arms were twitching, it was safe to say a number of things. "S..Shun you are the closest thing I have to family...." She said softly pausing for a moment to try and collect her thoughts. His next statement was a little harder for her to process, her body flinching in response.

"I..I just don't understand. I'm not all that great. Desmond and you both could probably have anyone you want...and you pick me. And I don't think you're horrible. You just have a different....different way of life I guess you could put it. I can't blame you for how you were raised just like I can't blame Desmond for what he is. I just can't." She had always been excepting even when others weren't excepting of her. It just wasn't in her nature to pass judgment like that. "It's not like I don't have some interesting problems of my own now..." She said softly. "I'm no better than anyone else."

"I..I know that's what you said but...I also know its not what you'll do. I'm sure everyone feels that way sometimes....but few have the ability to actually do it. But you underrate yourself, you're very kindhearted." Continuing down the hallway Mitsu gripped Shun's shirt in her hand, her mind suddenly racing with the idea of, what if he actually did do it? It wasn't a thought she would normally cater to but something inside her wanted to entertain it and it was driving her mad. With a light groan she placed a hand to her head again as she paused trying to push those thoughts back; they weren't her, she wasn't going to give into them.

"I...I..think everyone deserves a second chance," Mitsu managed to push out. "You gave me a second chance after all. I attacked you in the beginning...and you didn't turn away from me because of it." But hearing him reconfirm that he loved her sent her mind in a whirl. Her thoughts were clashing together like waves in a storm. "Nn..."