Otonashi *right. Exists! floppishly, and doesn't have the kitty with him this time; just flipping through a magazine*

Erebus: *also exists! and oooh, look, it's a Tona, so that's a broad, toothy grin* Well, hi.

Otonashi *glances up* Hi. Back again?

Erebus: *is likely not going to stop grinning* Looks like, yeah. What are you reading?

Otonashi Rolling Stone. *tilts his head, looking at him with half-closed eyes*

Erebus: *quirks an eyebrow slightly* You like music.

Otonashi Yeah, is that not obvious?

Erebus: The eyeliner /was/ kind of a hint. *tilts his head* Still don't believe me?

Otonashi About what?

Erebus: *grins again* The cannibalism.

Otonashi Oh. No, I don't.

Erebus: *just looks amused* Why not, again?

Otonashi Because people don't do that and you're making it up to scare me.

Erebus: *laughs* Or maybe I do it and I want to scare you properly before I eat /your/ flesh, babe.

Otonashi Or maybe you're just a big talker.

Erebus: *so very very amused* Or maybe I'm a big talker who is also a big doer! Sounds kind of filthy.

Otonashi: *rolls his eyes* I'm not going to believe you, so you can just stop bragging.

Erebus: *...going to flop down right in front of him* You're not? No matter what?

Otonashi: Exactly right.

Erebus: *oh look, a scalpel which he will twirl like the drama queen he often is* Well, /you're/ no fun anymore, sweetpea. Not even if I do this? *and he'll just sink the blade of that scalpel into Tona's shoulder, pretty shallowly for the moment*

Otonashi: *cue a Tona jolting backwards, angrier than he is scared (for the moment)* Are you fucking /crazy/?! You don't /cut/ people!

Erebus: *...tilts his head a little* I don't? *grins*

Otonashi: No, dumbass!

Erebus: Damn, that'll make this surreal. *reaches to at least try and grab both his wrists and wrench them behind him-- if he manages that, they'll pretty shortly find themselves bound together with a length of rope*

Otonashi: *well, let's have a bound Tona, then--* What the /fuck?/  This. Is. Stupid. Stop it now.

Erebus: *...reaches for the handle of that scalpel again, first to push it in a little deeper and then to twist it deliberately* Why should I?

Otonashi: *grimaces and pushes away from him as best he can* Because this isn't a /game/, you /idiot/.

Erebus: *quirks an eyebrow* I never said it was a game, babe.

Otonashi: *glares* You're an idiot and you're crazy and you're not letting me go, in case you haven't noticed.

Erebus: I'm not an idiot, maybe I'm crazy, and no. I'm not. *gestures slightly, and now we have a shirtless Tona*

Otonashi: *that's enough to encourage him to try to get the hell over that couch and /away/ from him* What're you /doing?/

Erebus: *gives him a sharp look-- he'll just reach to grab his (other) shoulder and pull him back down, then gesture again to bind his ankles together as well* It's got to be pretty obvious.

Otonashi: *that won't stop him from kicking, and probably hurting himself in the process* You're crazy.

Erebus: Yeah, we've been over that one. *grins, sitting back enough to just watch for the moment*

Otonashi: Let me go, you asshole.

Erebus: Hmmm, let me think about that. *tilts his head in mock-thought, then just laughs* No. *and grins again*

Otonashi: *glares* Hey, Erebus?

Erebus: Yeah, babe? *tilts his head in the opposite direction*

Otonashi: Fuck off and die.

Erebus: *...laughs* Awwwww. You're /cute/. *beams faintly -- and now he's going to yank that scalpel out from Tona's shoulder, probably not very gently*

Otonashi: *screams at that, though he'd prefer to have it be known as a yell of pain instead of a scream, and likely bursting into a cold sweat at the shock of that*

Erebus: *looking so very genuinely amused; he'll draw the tip of the blade lightly from Tona's collarbone down his chest, applying just enough pressure to break the skin*

Otonashi: *shivers at that--he's felt worse pain, but that doesn't stop this from being very definitely painful, and shrinks back from the blade as far as he can*

Erebus: *...grins again, and when he drags the blade back up the same path, this time it'll be with the intent of making the cut much deeper*

Otonashi: *this starts off sort of gasped before continuing to be vocalized* Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Ow. Owfuckowfuckowfuck.

Erebus: *and curls his fingers into that wound in order to -- well, /pull/; gently enough, if this can be described as "gentle," to hopefully keep the pain from getting bad enough that he passes out, but still*

Otonashi: Fuckingstoppit.

Erebus: *well, he just needs to pull enough that he can take his scalpel and slice off a strip of skin in order to pop it into his mouth*

Otonashi: *blinks blearily* What're-- what the hell?

Erebus: *and yes, he will chew and swallow, then grin at him* There! Now do you believe me?

Otonashi: *even dripping with sweat and blood, he can stare at Erebus in blatant horror-slash-disbelief* 's not-- thassnot--

Erebus: *tilts his head, now licking blood off his fingers* Not what?

Otonashi: *blinks again, not quite managing the intricacy of proper speaking cadence* That's not cannibalism you dickhead.

Erebus: *...shrugs, and -- okay, the proper response is to pick up the scalpel again and cut out a chunk o' Tona right below where the skin was-- presumably it's muscle and fat and all that good stuff, and he'll chew and swallow /that/ too*

Otonashi: *somewhere from the stomach, yeah?* ...ew.

Erebus: *probably around that area* Is /that/ cannibalism?

Otonashi: That's gross. *can't really manage more than that*

Erebus: Well, /yeah/. Does it meet your standards of cannibalism, though?

Otonashi: *just closes his eyes*

Erebus: *...pats his cheek, with something like genuine affection* I told you I wasn't lying.

Otonashi: Stop it.

Erebus: Stop what?

Otonashi: Being gross.

Erebus: Hey, you're the one who didn't believe me, darling.

Otonashi: Put me back together.

Erebus: *...quirks an eyebrow* How?

Otonashi: Fucking /fix/ me.

Erebus: I don't do healing, babe.

Otonashi: Get someone who can.

Erebus: *headtilt* Why should I?

Otonashi: 'cause I'm fucking /hurt/.

Erebus: *toothy grin* That was the point.

Otonashi: Get help.

Erebus: *...blinks* What?

Otonashi: Get help.

Erebus: Okay! Why?

Otonashi: 'cause I'm hurt and I need help.

Erebus: Oh, /that/ kind of help. *laughs* Sorry, but no. That would pretty much totally defeat my own purpose here, yeah?

Otonashi: *shuts his eyes tightly* I'm going to die, you prick.

Erebus: Well, /yeah/. Did you totally miss the "Hades" thing when I introduced myself?

Otonashi: Fuck.

Erebus: *ruffles his hair* It's okay. You'll come back.