‘ vengeance is like an open wound. ‘
meme.
delphine speaks and rachel takes more than a beat to let it register, because the concept itself is more foreign than she’d care to admit. her life is spent punishing – hurting and harming when her odds seem less than likely with each passing day. they wouldn’t put a clone at the head of neolution. they wouldn’t put a clone at the head of dyad. they wouldn’t put a clone in any facet of power. they wouldn’t put her anywhere she could do any real damage.
(she’s grown into this. she’s grown for this. each day, she’d sift through articles, worming her way through old businessmen that wanted nothing more than to see her fall, and young businessmen that wanted nothing more than to see her splayed open beneath the sheets. she’ll do none of that – she’ll watch as everyone else falls. she’ll watch as sarah manning loses every morsel of luck that’s made her a poor mutational tramp with a child to show for her ingrained will to survive. sarah has caused nothing but headaches and eye twitches, and rachel seethes like the rage is about to split her seams.)
“sarah manning is nothing more than a shoddy dna mutation. i don’t want vengeance, delphine. i demand justice.”
sarah manning drove a pencil into her brain. she’s a tramp with fists and bared teeth that needs to be put down like the dog that she really is – and all she has to do is apply the right pressure and watch the bitch squirm.
