http://the-head-doctor.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] the-head-doctor.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute 2008-09-25 04:39 am (UTC)

The Head Doctor didn't flinch or blink at Sanzo's sudden move, though he did turn his head to watch curiously when the bullet's speed seemed to slow and then stop completely at a space a few feet away from the balcony. Landel's eyes followed the object as it fell to the floor and he chuckled as he glanced up again.

"Really, Mr. Sanzo..." he took a few steps to the side as he met the man's eyes, clicking his tongue admonishingly. "I'm not going to die as easily as one of your home-grown demons."

He paused, as if in thought, and smirked. "Although... you might. You see –" he extended a hand towards the two men as he leaned over the railing, "that's the way a battle always ends in this room: with a death. Oh, yes–" he said, anticipating the protests that would follow his words as he paced to the other side of this section, "you may be thinking nobly and you may think there's a way out of here, but trust me, you won't be so keen on morality once you hear the rules you'll be playing by."

He stopped, a hand on his chin.

"You only receive your prize if one of you defeats the other. And to ensure your cooperation, for each minute that one of you chooses not to fight..." His eyes wandered towards the spectators and he let out a small sigh. "I regret to say that your friends might become unhappier and unhappier."

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