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How troublesome...
Makoto yelped when Ribbon restricted her. She struggled slightly until Perfect told her that it would lead to her dying. She sighed as she listened to Perfect ramble on. He seems to know Akane a lot better than she does, though he only stated to obvious stuff. She already knew the internship for Akane would give her good money. In fact, she was actually surprised the knife actually got to him. When he asked her a question, she had an answer. "I have an assumption but that assumption must be kept a secret in terms of their race. However, I heard about this... 'Ribbon' name before. You're working with that damned CROSS organization, aren't you? The Civil War's over. You're just wasting your time hunting us down for your non-existent goals." She said, assuming that's what Perfect was after. Her silent assumption however, she wasn't even 80% confident in her assumption that Perfect was a Sanctum. That and Akane. She sighed before she looked at him straight in the eye. "So now what, creep. You have both of us. What do you plan to do now? Experiment on me? Kill me? Or are you going to surprise me and let me go and only take Akane, or Annora, with you?" She said before she remembered him talking about her life force. Did he know she was an Intoner? If she was just going to be crushed, she would have been brought back to life within a minute. But he threatened her life force. She wasn't going to gamble anymore by trying to get out somehow. If Ribbon was wrapped around her, she can't do anything but comply. She then her form so she could save her energy for some other time. Though when she did so, her glasses weren't on right and it made her curse under her breath that she can't move to fix them. "Fuck..."
Perfect took one of his hands out of his pocket, revealing his knife. As normal as it seemed, it was far from it. The blade was forged with a special material that he had stolen during his departure from Euphoria. Of course she didn't know that, but he did. Pointing the blade at Makoto, he smirked, pointing in the air, "Well? Experiment on you? I don't think so. I can care less about anything having to do with you, besides the fact that you're here with this wench." He said, shaking his head. He then knelt down in front of Makoto, placing the tip of the blade on her cheek. He looked her right in the eye, smiling as he did so. "You know, there's many thing you can do. Many choice you can make..." Perfect started to say as he sat down in front of Makoto, his knife still placed on her cheek. "...Yet you choose to work with her, for a pay? With the way this world works, why not just take what you want? I mean seriously. Ribbon back there does it. She's living pretty well, besides trying to kill me." He said, before cutting a piece of ribbon that was slowly making its way up his shoulder. "I do it also. I started out with nothing, then I killed some fucker and took his house. Pffft, and his money. But that isn't enough. The thing I plan to take next is her power. I'm sure you've witnessed her skill by now, but what you truly haven't witnessed was her full power. Wouldn't you like to have a taste of that power? Isn't that why you agreed to train under this old hag? That power would be me in a position of an organization that has the potential to be something so great... So, is what I asked before true? Do you wish to have power such as hers?" Perfect asked, wondering if what he asked was true. "If you want to act all tough and whatnot and decline my offer because of a worthless teacher/student bond, I guess I could take you back to my place. We'd love to have a maid. Would make life so much easier."