[Ogata's own emergency exit has the manic energy of, again, a cornered wild animal, blind and panicked, thinking only of one thing: escape. But then he somewhat shakily gets to his feet, blood dripping from his face, his mouth mostly, his previously fractured jaw already blossoming with bruises. And he he standing right next to one of the discarded maces.
So, he picks one up. And walks back over to where Beau is scrabbling frantically. All calm, the look on his expression as dark and unreadable as it always is. And he speaks in that barely audible voice again;]
I hope you meant what you said, because I'm sure your father would be terribly ashamed to see you die like this. [And then he swings the mace at her head.]
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So, he picks one up. And walks back over to where Beau is scrabbling frantically. All calm, the look on his expression as dark and unreadable as it always is. And he speaks in that barely audible voice again;]
I hope you meant what you said, because I'm sure your father would be terribly ashamed to see you die like this.
[And then he swings the mace at her head.]