damned_institute | Night 45: Main Hallway, 1-West

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Night 45: Main Hallway, 1-West

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Once away from the safety of the patient block, Momo slowed down as she traveled along the left hand wall to cover her blind spot. In this position, she could easily draw her sword and deal with issues as they arose. Hopefully, there would be none.

Momo had too much on her mind to want to deal with anything she didn't have to.

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How predictable of a response. Clearly the Noah lacked a survival instinct. Momo was a death god, who was no longer emotionally broken.

"Do not expect me to spare your life then," she replied. "If death is what you seek, then death is what you will get."

She did not want to kill Tyki, but if he was intent on her life and Momo found it in danger, she would not hesitate. She just wouldn't use Hakufuku.

"You sure sound confident," the Noah answered, still amused. "Heh. You almost make it sound like I have a death wish or something." His words were spoken pretty lightly, as if he didn't take her completely serious. Which he didn't. He just hoped she'd provide some entertainment before dying. He was, after all, the Noah of Pleasure.

He discarded some ash from his cigarette. "Ah well, I guess we'll see who ends up killing who, hmm?"

"Apparently you do; I am shinigami," Momo replied. She was Death.

"I already know the outcome. Do not throw yours away foolishly." She gave a bit of a chuckle. "I am sure there is someone out there that actually wants to kill you."

Tyki laughed in response. Not an insane-sounding laugh, but one as if the shinigami had told a good joke.

"First come, first serve, right?" he answered, before continuing almost innocently: "Did you already know the outcome of our previous encounter too?"

Momo couldn't hide the brief flinch at that question.

"No, but I will not allow others to be present next time."

And Tyki noticed it. Had he just hit a sore spot? "That's a pretty wise decision," he commented with some sort of mocking praise. "You never know what will happen. You hadn't thought I'd be able to kill her, right?"

He studied her for a moment. "I wonder what makes you think you can do it, even though your friend had obviously failed at finishing me off. Or did you ladies underestimate me?"

"No, I didn't believe you could kill her. We were both wrong for underestimating you," Momo replied.

She would be victorious should Tyki attack her, believed the shinigami, because she would not use steel against him. Rhode had proven how vulnerable Noah were to the Demon Arts. The soul was a powerful thing. The soul was also a vulnerable thing.

And unlike Miss Shinigami here, her friend had paid the price for underestimating their opponent. Lots of people seemed to underestimate him here, and the Noah had to wonder why that was. Didn't these people know that looks didn't say a thing?

Then again, unlike them Tyki had always been well aware of the risk of losing. Momo had succeeded in killing Rhode after all. And Sylar? Well, Peter had told him he was dangerous and after people's powers after all. Which was all the more reason for Tyki to draw him out, because a game wouldn't be interesting without the gamble.

"Better not make the same mistake twice, huh?"

"I do not plan to," Momo replied. "Now, run along. I have better things to do."

"Heh. Is that so?" Tyki answered mockingly. "Well, I was starting to get a little bored anyway, so I guess I'll leave and find something else to do. The night's short and all that, right?"

He turned around and walked a few steps before pausing, glancing over his shoulder at the female patient. "I'm looking forward to the next time we meet, Miss Shinigami."

And with that, he walked away.

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