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[idolchatter]

Whaaaat?!

No way! Not in a million, billion years! Geez, why the heck would you even think something like that place would be okay?! I don't care what you've read on my fan pages, but that sort of thing is--!

...even if Senpai is there, my mind's made up, and that's final. Time for another plan, you perv!

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[magatsu]

I said shut up!

[And this is when Adachi gives up on words, and instead uses actions. He moves towards Rise, drawing his gun in a motion surprisingly clean for the usual bumbling detective. Aiming it towards her, he takes a few steps to close the gap between them as well.]

We're no longer having this conversation, Rise Kujikawa. Now get lost or face the consequences.

[idolchatter]

*She gasps, almost a yelp of surprise-- and her heart is pounding loudly in her chest as she looks down the barrel. Of course she's afraid. She's not a fighter like her friends were, after all. She's not a detective like Naoto. She's just an former idol and a clerk at a tofu shop.

So she's shaking. But she doesn't take her eyes off of him.* I don't... really think you want to do this.

[magatsu]

[Adachi stops just a couple feet away, the tip of his gun up against her forehead, right in the center.]

I don't? Why not? Because my life will be better if I put the gun down and accept your pity? Because if I do that maybe we'll make amends and become friends? Don't give me that crock of bullshit. You know better than that, and I know better than that. The only way you get anything in this world is to take it by force, isn't it? So maybe that's what I'm doing.

[idolchatter]

*And she squeezes her eyes shut now, trying not to shake so violently, trying to keep breathing, balling her hands into fists.* We're... we're never going to be friends. Don't lie to yourself.

But you don't get anything from-- from hurting me. And you won't get away with it, either! There's nothing in it for you at all, so stop!

[magatsu]

I don't get anything? That's not quite true. After all, you could make it worth my while to keep you alive.

[The gun shifts so that he's pressing it against her temple, so that when he steps forward again it's not so awkward and there isn't a gun directly in between them.]

But it's up to you, really. Come on, you've got to have some smarts in that head of yours. Think about it. What can you do to make it worth my while to keep you alive?

[idolchatter]

*She'd really hoped he wasn't going to get at that. Wow, she feels sick to her stomach now at the very idea.* That's-- *Her voice cracks on the word, high and squeaky* --that isn't going to happen! I won't... I'm not going to give in to that with someone like you!

*She can feel it against her temple, cold and hard and real, and she swallows nervously.* You know that if you did anything to me they'd get you for it, right? It's just best if you-- if you calm down and put the gun away. And no one needs to get hurt!

[magatsu]

Who said anything about hurting anyone? No one has to get hurt in this situation. Hell, at this point you could even escape if you really wanted to. Remember all those things I said I hated about you? None of that's changed.

So why not run, Risette? Run before I change my mind, because next time you won't be so lucky.

[He honestly didn't expect things to go this far. And even so, he's more aware than ever of the others around who could possibly intervene but probably won't. Even now, in this place that's undefined, he doesn't want to go all out. At this point it'd just be a pain, and it's not like he ever really meant for things to go much further than this. All he wanted to do was scare her, make her rethink the way she was talking to him, and mission accomplished with that. If she still pities him after this, maybe he'll go further, but now...

Now he can't be dicked.]

[idolchatter]

*She flinches a little bit as she feels the gun press harder against her temple.*

You'd just shoot me in the back as I ran away, wouldn't you? I'm not stupid.

[magatsu]

Now when did I say anything like that? You're just too cowardly to run away with a gun to your head, is that it?

[So he lifts it from her temple, holding it with it aimed at the air, while at the same time, his other hand snakes around her waist and he leans in, holding her close with his face right up to hers.]

What about now? Still too afraid to run away? Bolted in place? Ahahaha! What a load of shit. But I guess if you're convinced, I won't argue that point. But it makes one wonder, if you're not running when I offer it to you, does that mean you want to stay? Because if that's the case, I don't mind it. Maybe we could do this again sometime.

[idolchatter]

*The momentary relief she feels as the gun leaves her head is suddenly dashed when he grabs her around the waist; she stumbles as he tugs her in tight. His body is warm so close to hers, but it's nauseating rather than comforting as it might have been with, say, anyone else.* An-- an idol is someone with the strength to stand her ground and to be inspiring. That's what that part of me really means.

So let me go! *She puts her hands on his shoulder and shoves.* You're really just a sicko, you know that?

[magatsu]

Oh, sorry. I must've never noticed.

[He laughs even more, but surprisingly, actually lets her push him away to create some distance between them. With another laugh, he takes a few more steps back, aims the gun at her feet, and shoots into the ground very close to where she is.]

Go on, girlie. Run! Next time I won't miss!

[idolchatter]

*That's definitely a yelp as she jumps back from the site of the shot, pulling her feet into the air--

--she glares fire at him before spinning around on her heel, and walking briskly - not running, her hands balled at her sides into tightly clenched fists and her shoulders shaking.*