Send me §, for my muse’s reaction to yours slowly slipping a knife into their chest.
Levi sauntered down the corridors of the castle like he always did, making his way to his office to get some more paperwork signed and filed for Hanji and her experiments. He swore she never stopped. How she had time to write down all her notes and actually perform the experiment, was beyond him. Though, that woman rarely slept, lived off of caffeine, so it wasn’t that hard to believe.
Walking into his office he expected to be welcomed by just the warm fire on the right hand side, hoping to sit in front of the bright fire, watching sparks flicker from the wood and simply sitting in his own company. He was surprised to see a taller male known as Jean. He eyed him curiously, about to shout at him for being in his office without permission, and yet, his words were cut short.
A knife was slowly thrust into his chest, piercing his flesh and instantly staining his best shirt in red. Blood began falling, tricking down his chest, making him quickly weak. He and Jean had never seen eye to eye, but they’d never had a confrontation, certainly not something worth dying over. Unless this guy was a double agent,out to kill everyone slowly. Start with the strongest, until the weak ones go insane. A mastermind plan.