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Ash smiles and says"great." She looks around noticing it is getting dark and says"We should get going." She turns and leads the way back with her shadow cat on her heels leading the way to the dorm.

(exit to dorm 104)

Cackle found his way into a secluded area, the jug of toxic head rush in his hand with a smirk on his face. Did she even notice? It would be entertaining if so. It dangled from his finger as he awaited his partner in crime.

"She better not be dense..."

"Odd, I stepped out of the hallway and forgot why I left."

The jug in his hand still loosely dangled, still in his grasp. He did atleast recall why he had that.

"Although, this was to get your attention. Wasn't sure you'd come if I asked..."

Cackle placed the bottle a few feet away, staring back at her now and cracking his knuckles with an eerie smile.

"For hitting my head earlier, I wanted to see if you were down to spar."

It was true, Cackle wasn't the most sober currently. Although his liver was pretty effective due to his body, he purposely allowed the alcohol to enter his system. This moment was planned and seemed more fun drunk.

"Pretty simple. No powers. Just simply attacking one another. Seems fair and not fatal. That alright with you, b-tch?"

Cackle stretched about and loosened up his joints. It'd been awhile since he had a simple fist fight.

"Besides that, anything goes."

"Huuuuuuh...."

Cackle noted, watching her bounce left and right off the environment. This was an interesting one. She didn't take his insult in any way. Not even humorously it seemed. What was up with that? Well, this seemed pretty bad now. He had nowhere near her ability without the use of his powers enacting anything. Well, not like the rules were set in stone anyway.

"I just realized rules were boring, haha~"

He casually said, his arm morphing into that of a blade and slinging forward, whipping at the tree and chopping it down with one cut. The blade came back, its flesh shrinking and returning in normal human texture of his arm (except for the pulsating flesh sword) when coming back to the original placement. It wasn't an attack at her, but more as a 'this is now going to be fun' warning.

"Please... I just like fun. Disappointed you'll actually have to try now?"

He reaction was extremely abnormal. Most people feared the guy. As he walked over, she just seemed more determined. That was excellent. He always liked something new. Just the view of faces as he fought or ate was a treat.There was look about her, the odd coloring of her eyes and face now different... It shook his core. He had the shakes suddenly, a brand new emotion strung into his system. This was an old, nostalgic feeling. Yes, fear...

"P-please... arrogance and cheap, shitty party tricks?"

The blade of his arm jutted into his other one into the forearm, slowly tearing upward the closer he walked towards the girl.

"Eat me, y-you are going to have to work NOW and not later..."

A devilish grin drew over his face like it was cut into the space above his chun to make a mouth, the odd being, after a few feet up to her, threw the arm blade towards her yet again.

"Fear is just a reminder of this huge hallucination. It is worthless!~"

Although this was true by his thoughts, the feeling was still amazing. It was something completely old and hadn't been around for him when he lost his mind. He'd never sensed fear in a fight. Now that it was forcefully being shot into him in battle, it was interesting. Yet, he would never let that debilitate him, though. Fight or flight, it was always fight. Though, in the middle of his attack, she caught him in dead stop leaving him unable to move. He was able to have a better look at her, keeping note of her official look. Cackle never paid too much attention to her before, but right now something really interested him. Especially when she spoke of raising the odds. His fear was still there, but laughter of excitement and joy came out of his voice, eyes small and mouth unnaturally wider. Finally, they could go all out. Though, the compliment made no sense.

"Yes... YES! HOLD NOTHING BACK! I WANT TO FEEL YOU TEAR ME AWAY!!!"

Cackle cared nothing of seduction. Infact, he wasn't much about sex and flirting to begin with. Violence and eating was much more important, and that's what he wanted to see. The moment she were to let go and they could finally move, he would show his truest way of fighting.