[b][u]Luke Schwarz-- Red Pill[/u][/b]

[i]Oh you've gotta be [u]kidding [/u]me![/i]

This was too much! Making him look like an enemy was one thing, but blaming him for his [i]own[/i] fictional death and telling[i] her [/i]to kill him for it?

Ignoring the dull ache on his arm as the burns receded in both coverage and severity, the outermost regions now little more than an angry red, he clenched an inflamed fist.

[b]"Don't you listen to her! There's no way I could kill me that easily!"[/b] he roared, pointing an accusatory finger at Morgan with this non-injured hand. [b]"She's a liar! You're being deceived, Ciel! [i]Snap out of it![/i]"[/b]

Punctuating the sentence with a grabbed barstool flung at the space a few feet above Ciel's head, and not Ciel herself, Luke used the momentary distraction for every drop that it was worth, charging Morgan directly.