#CoDependentCrashOut
“Hot damn.” A small flash leaves a ripple of distorted colors washing over the alleyway. Turning reveals a small figure silhouetted by the glare of the street behind her. Clearly female and more humanoid than most. As she steps closer, Alastor recognizes her, even through the kaleidoscopic colors of Tisiphone’s fury-tinted vision. This is the little Vee. In her hand is her constant companion, that fatuous device that has usurped attention and brainpower from audiences for the past decade. She appears to be using it as both a flashlight and a video recorder. Tisiphone’s attention locks onto the blinking light at its top.
A snarl gives her no pause and, as tiny as she is, she takes several steps closer. “You really are a rabid dog, aren’t you? I thought Val was just jealous of you or something, but there’s more than just a kernel of truth to his shittalk. Isn’t there? Can you even understand me?”
“Leave, little girl.”
“Oh! It knows English! What a surprise! I wonder what else of Val’s character assassination was true. Were you actually stealing souls from him? Are you able to make deals? I mean, obviously not like this, but when Mr. Hyde leaves, is Dr. Jekyll able to wheel and deal?”
She smells terrible, like plastic and over concentrated fragrance. Turning away, the rest of the body is wolfed down and legs coil to jump.
“I bet you’re livid about your bae abandoning you.”
Muscles seize up. The colors of the alleyway start to warp and cool. The little Vee is still standing with her back to the light.
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Long time coming, this illustration! The poor thing languished in my abandoned WIP pile for months and months but I decided to take it in a new direction, rework it, polish it up, and now it has graduated to a finished piece! Who doesn't love some monstrously magnificent manifest Tissy??! From Chapter 4 of "Flesh of My Flesh" by @feynwiddershins