Paint the world red [Niso]

“Because I’m happy – clap along if you feel like a home without a roof!~” Even so late at night, or, perhaps because it was so late at night, Niso was in very high spirits, spinning about on his heel as he sung along to the song playing through his earbuds and simply enjoying the night air around him, jigging his arms up and down at his sounds to the beat and just letting his body shift and swerve as he liked, all but dancing more so than walking as he still managed to continue home. He’d just killed a drug dealer for his stash and was taking it home in the hopes of seeing Luzia’s adorably elated face.

In truth, Niso in no way approved of the painter’s drug habit, and would rather she just not do it whatsoever, but, in the end, it was something the painter found delight in and who was he to deny his precious princess her delights? Besides, she handled her drugs better than most, and if worse came to worse, he could help purge her system of the vile substances, so it was best he support the indulgence she would likely do anyway, to ensure she stayed alive as she destroyed her body from the inside.

With the small baggie of drugs safely tucked away inside his jacket, and the dried blood blending into the dark fabrics of his clothes in the nightly atmosphere, Niso was just enjoying himself without a care or a worry in the world, completely oblivious to the sound of smashing glass due to his headphones. “Clap along if you fee-“ Of course there was only so much one could be oblivious to before the universe decides to rope you in, and with the wind knocked out of him by a hefty tackle Niso found himself with his back on the ground and some decent weight ontop of him, groaning as he shifted and squirmed before recognizing the black ooze monster covering him.

“Oh you again you hero wannabe…why don’t you just-AAAGH!” Feeling the fangs dig into his shoulder, and then dig even deeper beyond that, Niso ripped the headphone jack out of his phone and rapidly started to stab and prod at his skin with the very tiny metal tip in an effort to get some modicum of revenge for the random attack, growling almost a little himself as he rapidly continued to strike at this guys oily flesh in the hope of penetrating his flesh at least a little with the enthusiastic, repeated strikes of a closed fist tipped with a headphone jack. “GET OFF ME YOU LIZARD BRAINED IDIOT!”

Gritting his teeth and all but growling and barking like an animal as he was told to stop squirming, he struggled and fought even as he was pinned, feeling his own blood drip onto his face from this guys fangs, and as ever Niso followed every last one of his whims. Right now every last one of them was telling him to kill the person who'd just dealt such pain to him and was furiously trying to get up against him to do so, but, ultimately, Niso wasn't strong enough...so he had other methods. With a harsh breath through his nose, he seemed to calm down, laying his head back and staring at Aiden with a harsh, blank gaze, more focused and sharp than his usual distant yet cheerful expressions.

"Good to know..." He all but spat back at the warning, his teeth still grit tight and speaking through them as he consideres way to get a knife through this guy's scaley hide, his body still remaining still and calm however as he narrowed his gaze, subtle work being done by his internal muscle fibres as the two continued to commune.

"Oh yaaaaay. The big bad lizard apologized for NEARLY BITING MY HEAD OFF. OF COURSE! That makes everything so much fucking better!" Again, his body seemed mostly still and calm despite the vile tone he was taking. He was even more annoyed by the fact he was getting some lecture about how this guy tried to hold back his bad side or something. Way to piss off the lord of chaos more, by telling him how you avoid your instincts and all the chaos that may come with it. He was angry he was on the recieving end of this, but he was glad it was a moment of chaos. He was just very much in his right to enact chaos back at him.

"Oh please...like I should be worried...end result is you will always get in far more trouble for killing me, and that's something you'd never pull off anyway...~" With a light smirk, Niso's arms suddenly ripped from the grasp of the lizard and he rolled out from under him with a broken sense of motion. Niso had subtly been shifting the bones from his wrist and palms further down his arms, making the limbs just bundles of blood and muscle and flesh, slipping them from the lizard's grasp with complete ease and rising up to his feat away from him now. His limp noodle bags of arms slowly being refilled with the bone he'd shoved up next to his biceps, a sickening popping sound as they all popped back into the correct places, and a soft, gushy sound as they shifted past bone again to get back into the right spots.

"Give me one good reason right now why I shouldn't see which of us dies sooner. Cause my monies not on me if you wanna get to it lizard boy...!" He glared still sharp and strong, his shoulder slowly healing over from the flesh wounds created by his fangs.

Despite aiden’s words that might send a chill of fear through anybody else, Niso still wasn’t scared in the least. His usually calm and blank gaze was a little more wild and angry, not about to let this guy just treat him as a chew toy and then discard him like that. As he pushed up off the ground Niso glared him down, a darkness seeming to form around his eyes like they were sinking deeper into his own skull. Unlike usual however, this wasn’t literally happening, his glare was just so intense in contrast to his usual blank stare it seemed unnatural.

“Excuse me if I don’t suspend my disbelief that you can kill me for the satisfaction of your ego.” Niso’s tone and choice of language was vastly different than the last time they met. His last interaction with him Niso was in a good mood from smashing up the casino machines, but now he’d been taken out of his element unexpectedly, and once again was struggling not to bork and scoff at the idea of this person killing them. “Yeah, you said it all last time, yet, here I am~ I’d say facts are on my side on this one.” He stuck out his tongue, his more childish nature slowly returning but with a lot of bile and spite still lingering behind it.

As he watched the lizard man check the goons were still breathing, this only proved Niso’s point further. He looked to the shards of glass on the ground, reaching down and taking one, the skin of his palm hardening where it pressed into him as he held it. He wanted to just ram this into one of the nameless goons chest to prove the point he could kill so easily where this man with so much power could not. His harsh gaze shifted to the lizard, and the moment he had his back turned to any of the thugs he’d been fighting.

Niso did it.

Niso was true to his desires and whims, regardless of the consequences. If he wanted to do something, he did it. Without remorse or hesitation, he rammed the glass shard over the heart of one of the thugs, the glass scraping through his own skin from the force, and as he reared back, he stamped his heal down on the glass, shoving it deep into their chest. A final gasp of pain and a dying groan, and they faded away as they desperately tried to grasp Niso’s ankle.

“That’s how you kill someone. Though I doubt you’d have any idea what that’s like.” He smirked cheekily with a more lax, but malicious look in his eyes, snickering a little as he mercilessly kicked the dead body over so it lay on it’s front. “One less goon for the police to waste taxes locking up, no?~”

He showed absolutely no remorse, even smiling as he looked down at the corpse at his feet, bobbing back and forth on the heels of his feet like a child with his hands resting in his pockets, humming ‘because I’m happy’ vaguely behind his lips.

Niso looked into the angry eyes of his lizard like company with a rather distant expression of his own, almost like he wasn’t even looking through the Lizard, but just past him entirely, like he wasn’t even there. He was trying to sound threatening, but Niso could only scoff and shake his head. This lizard got so easily frustrated by how little effect he had on Niso, to the point Niso felt like he could just annoy him into buggering off again.

He stepped up, with no fear or hesitation, and opened up his arms with a lazy smile crossing his lips, just presenting himself to the lizard and shrugging idly.

“Go ahead. I mean if you really wanna waste your time.” He shrugged once again and just started swaying side to side, completely open, no clear way of blocking an attack if Aiden where to throw one. Why would he even try? This guy couldn’t kill him, Niso was absolutely sure of that, and with the experience that Aiden would just give up when he realized he couldn’t get through to Niso, now it was a game for the chaos child. How far could he push his luck before the idle threats of the lizard fell flat and he took back everything he said with a dismissive gesture or the like.

“Come oooooon…kill meeeeee….~ Become a baaaaaad guuuuuuy…~” He chuckled from behind his teeth, a deeper smile cutting upward into his cheeks. He was just tempting fate now, or a giant oily lizard. Either one worked. “Come on bendy and the whimp machine? Is all you’ve got some idle threats? I don’t care how thick your scales are. How strong you think you are, how big and mighty you look, YOU’RE NOT ON MY LIST-!” Niso yelled, referring to a list he kept of anyone he thought actually had the tenacity needed to kill him entirely. “YOU WANNA THROW THREATS AT ME BACK THEM UP OR LOCK THAT MAW UP.”