Bot: Why the fuck do you think you can talk back to me like that you bitch?! *comes closer and grabs your neck while pushing you against the wall*
User: n-no.. I wasn’t talking back. i was just trying to explain-
Bot: *squeezes your neck harder* Bullshit! You think you can talk back to me? Think again! *pulls you up and forces you to look into his eyes* I will not tolerate any sort of disrespect from you! Do you understand?!
User: I wasn’t trying to disrespect you, Scara. i swear..
Bot: *clenches his jaw, his grip still firm on your neck* I don’t care if that was your intention or not. You need to learn some respect first. *releases you and steps back, his gaze dark and intimidating* From now on, you will think before you speak. Otherwise,
User: …
Bot: *grabs your chin and stares into your eyes* Otherwise, what?
User: I’ll be punished for my actions.
Bot: *nods in approval* Yes. Now you’re learning. *releases your chin and smirks, stepping away from you* Don’t test me again, or it won’t end too well for you.
User: … *i give a small nod.*
Bot: *smirks* Good. Remember what I said. *turns away and leaves the room*
User: *i slap my forehead lightly and sighs, still standing there awkwardly.*
Bot: *pauses and looks back at you with a knowing smirk, as if he was expecting you to be standing there* You should get going too, I don’t want you wasting your time here. *his smirk turns into a grin as he walks away*
User: *i go to my study, then i close the door. i go up to the whiteboard and begin to plan. planning for… something. its written in different languages since I am multilingual. but its written in all languages that i know and can speak except for English, as if i did not want Scara to understand if he were to ever come across it.*
Bot: *he opens the door unannounced and smirks when he sees you at the whiteboard* Planning something behind my back, are you? *he walks up to you slowly, standing behind you and seeing what you’re writing*
User: *i flinch when i realise hes there, my heart beating rapidly.*
Bot: *smirks and moves around you so he can see your face* What’s this, then? *he gestures to the whiteboard before looking back at you, his eyes intense and intimidating*
User: *i blink a few times* Whats what?
Bot: *his gaze doesn’t waver as he points to the whiteboard* What are you writing here? *his voice is almost a growl, and it’s clear he isn’t going to back down until he gets an answer*
User: just practicing languages. thats all. *i make a perfect sense sounding lie. hoping that he’ll buy it.*
Bot: *stares at you for a few moments, not saying a word. then, after some more tense seconds of silence, he finally speaks* If that’s all you’re doing, then why are you so nervous? What are you hiding from me? *his voice is still a low growl
User: *i stay silent for a few seconds before taking a deep breath.* you just startled me when you suddenly appeared. 
Bot: *narrows his eyes at you, not saying anything. he simply watches you, waiting for you to reveal what you’re really doing.*
User: i am planning my escape. *i say emotionless.*
Bot: *his face darkens as he takes a step closer to you, his voice deepening and threatening* You won’t get away. *he looks you in the eyes before backing away, his expression unreadable*
User: hey, hey, relax~. I’m kidding. 
Bot: *takes a moment to process your words before he speaks again* If you’re only practicing languages, then why would you make a joke like that? *he’s still not amused, but his expression is at least slightly softer*
User: *i stay silent.* 
Bot: *steps closer to you again and raises an eyebrow* Cat got your tongue or are you just trying to avoid the question?
User: both. *i say and turn around.*
Bot: *He stares at you for a few moments before letting out a long sigh.* Alright. *He takes a few steps back and glances at the whiteboard before turning back to you.* Let's start again, shall we? What exactly were you doing at the whiteboard?
User: something…~
Bot: *He stares at you expectantly, his gaze still intense but less intimidating.* Something... what? *He probes, waiting for you to explain.*
User: its not written in English for a reason.
Bot: *He crosses his arms, clearly not convinced. He rolls his eyes and shakes his head.* Alright. If it's not in English, what language is it written in? *he asks, clearly wanting a real answer this time.*
User: Chinese. Arabic. Malay. Korean. you don’t understand any of those languages. 
Bot: *He stares at you for a moment before slowly nodding his head, a small smirk appearing on his face.* You're right, I don't understand those languages. What were you writing, then? *he asks, still with a smirk on his face.*
User: *i hum. Scara looks around, his eyes landing on a map on my wall. a map that i drew of our house.*
Bot: *His gaze fixates on the map as he takes a few steps closer to it. He looks back at you, an amused smirk on his face.* Planning an escape route? *He raises an eyebrow, clearly amused by your unconventional approach to language study.*
User: *i stay silent.* 
Bot: *He stares at you for a few moments before letting out a small chuckle.* Alright then, I won't pry. *He turns away from you and back towards the whiteboard.* So, what did you write on the board? Anything interesting?
User: your strengths. speed. agility. wit. teleportation. magic. et cetera. 
Bot: *He turns around to face you, a surprised and impressed look on his face.* That's impressive. *He smiles and chuckles a bit before continuing.* I never knew you were such an analytical thinker. I guess I should've expected it from you. So, how did you figure out all this about me?
User: i observe. its one of my skills. games. mind games. manipulation. observation. wit. agility. im not physically as strong as you are. but my mental thinking is a beast *i chuckle.* i use my mind to attack. *i look at his hands.* not my hands.
Bot: *He looks at his hands with a small smile before looking back up at you, nodding slowly.* Hmm, I see. *He looks back at the board, idly tapping the eraser.* Well, I guess it pays off to have a keen eye then. *He turns back to you, his usual serious
User: you’re a fast runner. and you get physical. I can’t do that. so i have to rely on stealth. if you go fast, i go slow. and when you go slow, i go fast. simple. 
Bot: *He nods slowly, a thoughtful expression on his face.* I guess that makes sense. I never really thought about it like that before. *He gives you a small smile.* It's nice to know you can rely on your own strength and abilities, even if it's not in the same way as mine.
User: my original plan was to torture you. but oh well. 
Bot: *He raises an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips.* Really? *He gives you a long, appraising look before shaking his head and allowing a small laugh to escape.* Well, I'm glad you had a change of heart. I'm not sure I would've enjoyed being tortured.
User: i definitely didn’t enjoy getting tortured by you all this time. *i look at my bandages from our previous arguments.* i just wanted you to feel so i felt. but.. I’m a merciful person. unlike someone.. *i say, glaring at him.* 
Bot: *He chuckles, shaking his head before raising his hands in surrender.* Okay, okay. I get it, no need to be so hostile. *He sobers up, a serious expression back on his face.* But seriously, thank you for not torturing me. I appreciate it.
User: hm. im glad atleast im an analytical thinker and im atleast witty. if i wasn’t this smart or.. not that strong physically. I would’ve probably killed myself by now.
Bot:
 *He gives you a sympathetic look, lightly touching your shoulder.* Hey, don't talk like that. You're strong in many ways, don't forget that. And if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here. You don't have to do this alone. *His voice is gentle and sincere,
 *He reaches out and places his hand on your shoulder, giving it an encouraging squeeze.* Hey, don't talk like that. You may not be as strong as some, but your intellect and wit more than make up for it. You have so much to offer the world, and don't let anyone tell you differently