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How much did he say his blood was...?
;; hey so i just remembered something while i was looking over the doc again
happy birthday to leviathan.
Honse.
“ Oh, but... I liked this place, and Margaret’s friends are all here... “
Make a cocktail of your muse!
As cold and dead as the person it’s themed after. Yet, for those who aren’t afraid to delve deeper, There is a touch of sweetness amidst the bitter concoction.
A tiny shade of light, to touch one’s fouled, broken heart. Corpse-flower.
" Asbestos-free, my ass... "
She’s gotta dress her best this morning. She’s gotta look like the belle of the ball, like auntie would say. It’s not like her to be arrogant or self-concerned, but...
Today was her birthday after all. She’s going to look the part.
She’s casually strutting away now, tossing the various things she nabbed into different places; nearby trashcans, random corners of the room, closets. Of course there was a purpose to all this- it would just depend on how soon Ifrit finds out...
Time to stoke the fire a little...
The fire alarm’s going off. Sprinklers pouring water over the immediate area- but the water has no effect on these flames, spawned by something more than simple combustion of heated wood and friction.
She’s screaming. Holding her face, hands over her eyes, she’s screaming in pure agony, as if someone was tearing her open, stabbing her where it hurts the most. There was, however, no injury.
Just as there was no sound. Nor was there an alarm.
... a nightmare. It must be, because there wasn’t anything going on the moment her eyes opened.
No, it was just her, in the darkness, breathing hard. Her body won’t move, her blood’s gone cold (a terrifying prospect for her to even consider), she feels sick.
She was running out of time. Each day that passed was one day closer to her ‘expiration date’. She couldn’t die like this. Not without getting what she wanted...
;; crane liberi swordswoman from higashi. highly flirtatious and actively engaging, looking for her "mate for life"
but. she's infected, and sterile, meaning she can never really have what she wants.
(@bitter-forces) Platinum forcibly holds Maria's hand, fingers interlaced. A devious smile on her features.
Icons Only: Nearl once more recklessly throwing herself into danger to protect Dobermann and the squad.
icons only - Maria noticing Platinum trailing her
Icons only - Lava trying to flirt with Dobermann
icons only - nine and saria, paired for a mission
icons only + Blemishine having her injuries looked at by Pramanix