junkyarddog: (Who was broken by trained personnel)
Ken Joshima ([personal profile] junkyarddog) wrote in [community profile] badliifechoiice2 2016-07-26 02:56 am (UTC)

Ken is so difficult for other people to control that most people would assume he's not capable of exercising any himself. And, for the most part, they'd be right. Ken doesn't control himself much, and only lets two people on Earth instill control on him. And maybe sort of Chrome, but if anyone ever asked him he'd insist that's because of Mukuro working through her. And certainly Chrome doesn't really try to control him unless Mukuro is directly involved. His Famiglia had controlled him for awhile - his freedom, his body, his very biology - and he'd had his lifetime's fill of control there.

But when it's necessary - when it's important - he can rein himself in. And when someone is holding a gun under Chikusa's jaw, it's important. He wants to launch himself at the guy and tear him limb from limb, and he absolutely will, but making sure the gun doesn't go off and spray kappa brains all over the wall takes first priority.

So when Ken comes into the room, it's with a stealthy cunning that's markedly unusual for him, creeping on silent Lion Channel feet. Luckily the bastard's distracted fruitlessly threatening Chikusa, so it's not hard to slip up behind him - and then Ken is wrenching his gun arm away from Chikusa, hard enough that it looks like he's already trying to tear it off the guy's body.

And as soon as that's handled, as soon as Ken feels it's safe to let loose - the sound that rips out of him is a full-throated roar that makes the whole room ring.

Chikusa may get some satisfaction out of the next few minutes, if he has the stomach to watch. Ken doesn't go as far as eating his torturer, but he doesn't really stop at anything else. An actual lion couldn't have mauled someone so thoroughly - which was, of course, the idea behind the Estraneo giving Ken the strength, speed, and natural weaponry of vicious animals. Animal power guided by a human mind, both exponentially more destructive in combination.

Ken's a mess when he finishes, but he - as he so often does - ignores that entirely. He stomps over to Chikusa, eyes still flashing with anger. Mauling the guy to death didn't erase the outrage, so it's still present, and now he doesn't have anything else to vent it on. So Chikusa's going to catch some, victim though he is. "Dammit, Kakipi, how'd you let them catch you?!"

His claws flash through the ropes, even as he sniffs at Chikusa as though that somehow helps him to assess the other boy's state. Maybe it does. He prowls around the chair to find that embedded knife, which earns a growl right before it's yanked out. Ken vaguely recalls you're not supposed to remove things like that, that it causes more blood loss than if you leave it in, but he doesn't see how he could leave it in if he wants to move Chikusa. It was pinning him there. Besides, at this point he doesn't know how much more damage it can do.

"Stupid Kakipi...letting some shit mafiosos do this to you, byon." As far as Ken's concerned, Chikusa should never have been caught by scrubs like these in the first place. Never mind if there were dozens upon dozens of them. "Now I have to take you to the Vongola, byon!" He sounds disgusted by the idea. "I'll beat healing out of them if I have to, byon."

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