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[fine-art-of-finishing-others]

@dunsgathaich | continued from here

“Did they now?” The wound would certainly need stitches, Sophronia saw, and Scathach had already lost a good bit of blood. “I’m surprised they got even a ‘few licks’ on you, much less...” Sophronia set the bloody rag in her hand aside. “Do you have any alcohol on hand? I’d like to wash this out before I stitch it up.”

[xwill-cipherx]

“I may or may not have a dead person in my basement.”

Will rested his head in his hands. “Why.”

[xwill-cipherx]

"I'm just glad corsets have finally gone out of fashion."

“I know, right? That was a horrible era.”

[crowleytm]

"There’s nothing wrong in doing what is absolutely necessary. The ends justify the means."

“Yes, exactly! That’s what I say all the time. So what if you have to kill a few people to get there, the ends justify the bloody means.”

[fine-art-of-finishing-others]

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“Oh - I see.” And now Sohpronia felt the fool, for speaking with no understanding of Scathach’s pain. It was not a pain Sophronia truly understood. All her family was alive and well, all her friends, and her lover was a werewolf who would live for hundreds of years after Sophronia’s own death. “I am sorry for your losses. And I could see how you would want the pain to end. But at least, while you have the pain, you shall never forget them.”

[savemyscul-blog]

"I could always just kill them..."

@dunsgathaich

“You could.” Charlie hummed, head bobbing slightly to the side. “I mean, you probably shouldn’t. But I wouldn’t tell anyone if you did.”