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Event - For Sport


For Sport

➥ Breaking It In


(cw: mentions of apparent mutilation of/violence against animals and animal death)

The conference room on the upper floors of ADI HQ is bright, airy, perhaps unnaturally so for the grim tidings that bring people here today. Those who have recently arrived will be ushered to the meeting by ADI employees or by Bonnie. It's not just the newest arrivals, but some other people who seem to be longer-term employees. The room is rather large and arranged like a lecture hall. Bonnie takes up a seat near the back, looking somewhat uncomfortable, but smiling at anyone who greets her.

At 9 AM sharp, a person steps into the room and heads to the front. They have curly hair and are wearing a gray business suit with a dark blue bow-tie. When they address the group at large, they speak in a calm, measured tone. "Good morning. I appreciate some of you may be here more reluctantly than others, but… there are matters of import to all of us to discuss. Some of you may have seen me already. I am Reyes Amador, assistant to Ms. Lehrer, the head of ADI. Earlier this week I sent out a message regarding some unusual activity at Coffin Beach. Thank you to those who investigated."

Their eyes seem to find the people who did, in fact, go looking, whether they found something or not.

"We have determined the creatures are shape-shifters. Some sort of, em... horse thing. In lieu of a term they might give themselves, we are referring to them as kelpies. Given the locations these were found, as well as other information into disappearances and deaths and mutilations of sea mammals in the area, we believe the kelpies are coming from the Essex Bay area to the north.

"For those willing to assist, we are mounting a reconnaissance mission. This is not intended to engage kelpies, just to find out where they are and how we might best approach an attack. All supplies, transportation, and monetary compensation will be provided. We will meet at ADI HQ in main lobby at 6 PM three days from now. Essex Bay is a remote site and conservation area, accessible only by boat, and not without a scientific permit. As you may guess, we will be traveling under cover of nightfall." Reyes smiles.

"I will be accepting questions about further details. I understand this is the first mission away for many of you, and you may have concerns. I will do my best to allay them. Bonnie also has some experience in these missions, if you would like first-hand accounts. Please also feel free to discuss amongst yourselves if this is a mission you think you are ready for. You will not be required to attend, nor penalized in any way if you do not. There is additional work to be done here, both with continuing examinations of the bodies we have and other efforts unrelated."


➥ Move the Goalposts


(cw: kidnapping, violence, sadism)

It happens away from the safety of ADI HQ one evening or so early in the morning, it's still dark, away from the potential for help, maybe. One moment, you (and possibly someone you're with) are walking, and the next, you will find someone has grabbed you and slammed you into the nearest surface. For those unable to fight back, a cloth will be held to their noses and mouths--chloroform, something to knock them out. For those able to fight or even to escape thanks to not actually being corporeal, they'll find that it is a trio of people who have attacked them. They wear jagged smiles and they're all much too sharp around the edges beneath their clothes. Those who saw the kelpies at Coffin Beach may recognize these people as something like them.

"Run, rabbit, run," one of the group says, voice rolling out like a gurgling tide.

Those who run will be chased and, if caught, chloroformed. Perhaps you're lucky, though. Perhaps you can race them back to safety. Or perhaps you'll find help along the way to protect you. Either way, the kelpies are relentless in their pursuit unless one of their number is injured or their prey can make it to ADI. The kelpies seem reluctant to actually enter ADI HQ or their housing, and will break off pursuit there, slinking back to the shadows.


➥ Curveball


(cw: kidnapping, violence/violence and mutilation against apparent animals, sadism, body horror, transformation, potential for claustrophobia)

For those unlucky enough to be caught, they'll find themselves waking amongst mud and bodies. Living, breathing bodies, thankfully. You have been tied up, but not gagged, and left with a group of other captives. A nearby fire casts light over everything, showing a large group of naked people with long, scraggly hair hauling a seal up out of the water. The animal fights them with a cunning that might seem odd, but the kelpies just laugh at it. They get it up near the fire, one raises a knife, and stabs into the seal, dragging the blade down its belly.

The seal bellows and then goes limp, seeming to collapse in on itself. It isn't long before a woman is drawn from the skin, shaking, fighting, wild-eyed with terror as her captors shove her around the fire in their own game. A few others turn their attention to the captives who are just beginning to wake and move about. They approach, one grabbing the skin the woman had come out of, others grabbing more skins from a nearby pile.

"Hush, hush... you'll have your freedom soon... while you can swim." The words come just before the kelpie slices your bonds and throws the skin over you.

The skin grapples your body, twisting tight around you, encasing and restraining. Your body is different now, thick and round, ungainly in the mud. Your legs have fused together and your arms have shrunk to thin flippers. This is not your body, you can feel how foreign it is, how you're crammed into the too-small confines of it... but you have instincts to go with it. Water is freedom! Or it's an attempt at freedom. It's either swim for your lives as some mockery of a selkie or stay and see how it feels to be cut open. Luckily for you, you'll find yourself psychically linked to the other selkies around you. Maybe you can do something together? Best think fast because the kelpies are setting their sights on new prey to chase once they've finished with their latest victim.


➥ Below the Belt


(cw: violence/violence and mutilation against apparent animals, body horror, gore)

The journey to Essex Bay isn't a long one, but it's somewhat treacherous as a small group of powerboats make their way into the refuge. The mission is simple: find where the kelpies are and see if there are any strategic points of-

Was that a seal? There are, in fact, many seals that pop up once boats enter the bay. The animals might seem to have an unusual cunning about them. Will they lead you somewhere useful? Perhaps try to flop themselves into your boats? The point is, there are seals accosting you in the middle of the night, and that's weird. Perhaps they have something they want to communicate.

Or was that a horse? A crocodile? There's something that seems to have noticed you, and it's smart enough that it's going to try to tip you and anyone else in your boat into the water rather than trying to engage otherwise. Sit down, you'll rock the boat.


➥ Sticky Wicket


(cw: potential for severe burns/injury, pain)

ADI is engaged in far more than one mission at a time, and for those not dealing with Essex Bay, or even before that, there are pick-ups to handle. Artifacts, you've been told as you're paired with someone else, whether you like it or not. The mission is simple: go to the Docks, collect a package from a locker there, and return with it to ADI. You've been provided an exact location and a code for the combination lock. The section of the Docks you've entered seems to be one with a lot of empty warehouses covered in graffiti, but the locker is there, something heavily reinforced and designed to be virtually impossible to get into. There's evidence that people have tried to gain entry without success.

Your code works, though, and you have your prize! You've been given strict instructions not to open the box the artifact is in… but there's nothing technically stopping you now, and there is a strange pull toward it.

Those who can't help themselves will find they have just picked up… some piece of sports gear! It looks wholly innocuous. Touch even a finger to it, though, and a horrific, searing pain will consume your entire body as 3rd-degree burns bloom across the skin where you've touched your artifact.

Or maybe you have a will of iron and sense enough not to touch strange, supernatural objects. What should be an easy mission is quickly derailed by some young punk darting out of an alleyway to try to steal your package. Or, at the very least, knock it from your hands. The youth is not alone, either. You've found yourself on someone's 'turf,' and they want what you've got. Are you cruel enough to let them have it?



➥ Mod Notes
  • BREAKING IT IN (21 July): Both Reyes and Bonnie will be available to answer questions that characters might have or listen to their complaints. Please put "NPC Requested" somewhere in your top-level response if you would like a mod response. For characters who can access their supernatural abilities and have some measure of supernatural spidey sense, both Bonnie and Reyes will register as off, but in different ways. Characters are welcome to attempt to use whatever powers they believe will work on the NPCs. There are potential IC consequences for this.

  • MOVE THE GOALPOSTS (23-24 July): Characters are welcome to capture or kill the kelpies. The only information they will be capable of providing to those who capture them and attempt to compel them for information is that they consider the entirety of the Massachusetts coast as their 'hunting grounds.' Whether that's true or not, it's what they believe.

  • CURVEBALL (23-24 July): Kidnapped characters will become seals! Sort of. Psychic seals who are extremely ill-fitted to the skins they're in. The only way to escape their current state is to be cut open and pulled out. As soon as they start to flee, the kelpies will chase them. Those who are captured will be cut out, toyed with, and shoved back into a skin again and again to continue the chase until they simply can't go on anymore.

  • BELOW THE BELT (24 July - night): Characters may encounter their selkie-fied comrades! Unfortunately, while the selkies can communicate with each other psychically, they are incapable of human speech. They are also being actively hunted by the kelpies. Characters may kill any kelpies they come across. Capture will not be possible in this case while they're in their horse forms. If PCs do not eradicate the kelpie threat that night, NPCs who have joined the mission will do so. Unfortunately, reconnaissance has become engagement, whether they like it or not.

  • STICKY WICKET (21 July - 5 August): You may select any piece of sporting gear you'd like for your character to pick up as long as it can fit in a reasonably-sized box. The pain associated with the burning will last only as long as a character is touching the object. Holding onto it for more than a minute will likely result in coming very close to death. Characters with inorganic appendages will find that the artifact will start to melt that appendage, whatever it is made of and it will still, somehow, hurt while it does it.
thatsreallygreat: (pic#14991538)

[personal profile] thatsreallygreat 2021-07-26 11:14 pm (UTC)(link)
[He takes the box and tucks it under his arm without hesitating, and without any pause to try to peek into it. He smiles at Shiro. He seems like a good guy, he's been a good mission partner so far and he reminds Caduceus just a little of Fjord.]

Artifacts can be small, [he says as he looks down at the box. It is light, isn't it? He wiggles it a little and hears something slide inside it.] Seen a few small things turn into big trouble.

[But if it was dangerous, why was it just behind a mundane lock? Unguarded? That seems kind of weird in his experience. Then again, Twiggy just gave them the Happy Fun Ball, so. Maybe it's not weird? His tail swishes.]

Maybe they'll let us see it when we get back.
apodictic: (pic#14014127)

2a

[personal profile] apodictic 2021-07-26 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Very kind of you to play worm on a hook, but if you keep moving erratically -

[ angelo keeps firing. he fires two shots at a time before moving on to the next one. at least the monsters can die, but there's a lot of them. it won't be long before they have to resort to close quarters fighting.

he'll finish off the target for him, stealing a kill. ]


- you're going to get into someone's range.
thatsreallygreat: (pic#14863946)

[personal profile] thatsreallygreat 2021-07-26 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[It's kind of neat to hear the seal barking. He thinks of the ones he'd met in Nicodranas--focus. Caduceus looks like he's paying attention, eyes intent on the round seal as it kind of insistently makes noise at him. Or in his direction. But he's pretty sure it's making eye contact.

His hand tightens on the edge of the boat and Caduceus listens. He can't really talk to animals, he's not a druid, but--but he can glean things. (And, lucky Martin, he rolled an 18 on his nature check.)

Slowly, he opens his eyes again, frowning.]


Out?

[Is that just what the barking sounds like? Out, out, out! No, he's pretty sure that's something he's getting, an empathetic click in the back of his head.

Through the water he sees those weird roots again, creeping along and outward. He can't see how far they go. Focus.]


apodictic: (pic#14175716)

goalposts/a

[personal profile] apodictic 2021-07-26 11:31 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he's not looking better after the attack, too. if anything else angelo feels disgusted, considering he's never seen so many mammals in one time and he's never been in a bay and he's never been in earth - or a version of it - for far too long. all in all, a terrible environment nonetheless.

he's uninjured, however, and that's a lot more than what he can ask for for his first go. it's just tiring work. when he passes by him, and he hears the remark, angelo takes out a hunting knife and stays by his side. ]


Hold still.

[ he'll have to remove it joint by joint considering how tough its hold on his ankle is, but when there's a slight give, angelo pulls the other end of the arm taut. ]

Pull your leg back slightly so I can have leverage.

[ easier to snap something in half when it's taut across. ]
apodictic: (pic#14017079)

iv.

[personal profile] apodictic 2021-07-26 11:33 pm (UTC)(link)
Fine.

[ angelo digs in to his meal dispassionately. ]

It's just tiring work. We were there all evening.

[ he gives her a short glance. ] You don't look like you're doing well.
apodictic: (pic#14175739)

vi.

[personal profile] apodictic 2021-07-26 11:35 pm (UTC)(link)
[ he's out and about because he was actually looking for a decent florist, but found nothing satisfactory. on his way back, he frowns at the figure on the bench, and - oh. that's their housemate. ]

Why are you drinking on a bench? This is ridiculous. We have tables and chairs in the apartment.
apodictic: (pic#14017077)

iii.

[personal profile] apodictic 2021-07-26 11:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I've got another one here -

[ angelo gasped as he drags a seal. or two. seals are, surprisingly enough, rather heavy, and the bay being entirely composed of mud and grass didn't make anything easier to drag. ]

- they're injured. Let me have your sword.

[ he's got a short hunting knife and that won't do. ]
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Below the Belt

[personal profile] thatsreallygreat 2021-07-27 01:19 am (UTC)(link)
Caduceus is getting the hang of this. He's managed to tie a blade onto the end of his staff and it's become a very effective kelpie-stabbing weapon. It gives him reach and so far it's been more reliable than calling on any kind of magic.

And now he sort of understands what he's looking for. It's the seals. He's seen people get cut out of the skins and he recognized some of them. But he still hasn't seen any of the (few) people he knows. Meredith Idlewild and Sister Mercy Graves, in particular, have just been... missing.

He keeps an eye on the water, keeping his balance as he stands in a boat. It gives him a wider view, and if he ends up in the water... fine. He sees a kelpie moving through the water, then notices the seal. It's shallow here and Caduceus doesn't hesitate to get out of the boat, water up to his waist at first. He keeps his eyes on the kelpie, following its movements as best he can with the staff held ready.

"Hey, seal. Over here."
graveyounglady: (uncertain | scared)

[personal profile] graveyounglady 2021-07-27 01:40 am (UTC)(link)
I think I can...

[Mercy goes quiet as she reaches, feels blindly until she finds the other woman's bindings. Her fingers search for a knot to untie as quickly as she can. It's slow going with the mud making everything slippery, though.]

I'm gonna get you out of here. [Focus on helping others. That's the safety of the Spring Tide, isn't it? A focus on other people so you don't have to worry about yourself. She starts muttering a prayer under her breath, but it's not the Spring Tide that rises to her lips.]

You are the earth, the sacred ground, a place for rest, for sleep.
You are the home for all things, all times, all places.
You are the quiet and the stillness, the calm that will always be.
Protect your children, Brother Earth, and only bring us to your soil when it calls.
Never before.
Praise to beneath as it feeds what's above.
graveyounglady: (sad | uncertain)

Below the Belt

[personal profile] graveyounglady 2021-07-27 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
Danger! There's danger! You got to turn all these boats around, Mr. Caduceus!

They're the words Mercy tries to convey. All that comes out is a series of barks as she presses herself up against the boat, even trying to push it as best she can to spin it around in the other direction.
graveyounglady: (smile | amused)

iv

[personal profile] graveyounglady 2021-07-27 01:58 am (UTC)(link)
Aye, sir!

[The young woman he's with is dressed in a dress more suited to the 1510s than the 2010s. She's been told she should save her money for a sewing machine, though, so she's sticking to it. It's not like she doesn't usually wear the same clothes most days. As it is, there's a white piece of cloth over her hair that marks her as a novitiate, and she's been told to tell people her garb is a religious thing. Which... well, it is no harm in that.]

It's been... there's a whole mess of magic here. Water coming in from the outside, them carts that run themselves, and-and bikes. You ever been on a bike?
marmoron: (ara?)

[personal profile] marmoron 2021-07-27 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
[ there's a lot to be processing here, lots of moving pieces to figuring out this whole kelpie fiasco. keith realy should know better than to get distracted by seals, but how is he supposed to ignore when the seals are apparently nodding along to his question?

he blinks, stares really, then:
]

Can you understand me?
[ hd holds out his hand, holding it above the surface of the water. ]

Boop my hand if you do?
henchgal: (beshadowed)

[personal profile] henchgal 2021-07-27 02:09 am (UTC)(link)
[She boops his hand three times in a row, to make it clear it's not just incidental, before looking up at his face--to see what comes next. More questions, Keith.]
marmoron: marmoron (mehhhhh)

this is fine???

[personal profile] marmoron 2021-07-27 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
[ the only indication aelwyn gets that keith was even listening is that at the end of his quick scan around the docks, he turns to shoot her the flattest look. ]

Keith. [ a beat. ] And if you're sleepy, then stay here.

[ why else would she be staring after him dreamily?? god help him, he's just a little oblivious here. ]

You're just gonna be more of a risk.

[ AND WITH THAT SAID, off he goes towards the pick up site. ]
henchgal: (headpats please)

[personal profile] henchgal 2021-07-27 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
The seal approaches Caduceus without hesitation, recognizing his staff and voice even through the human illusion he's currently wearing. She barks her panic at him, flopping in the water a little, asking for his protection.
marmoron: (owl eyes)

[personal profile] marmoron 2021-07-27 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
[ oh my god??? the impact rocks the boat just enough that keith has to windmill a little to try and stay upright. in the end, he doesn't actually manage that and ends up on his butt. wincing, he jumps back up to look over the side of the boat.

are they being attacked or -- wait. he squints. stares at the sad seal floating alongside the boat.
]

I think it's confused. [ that's directed at an npc aboard the boat with him first, then he leans a little over the side of the boat to uh.. talk? ]

Hey buddy. That was a bad bump. You don't have a concussion do you?

[ is that a thing? seal concussions? ...and why is he talking to the seal like the seal can talk back anyway? god knows, but keith is low key pretty delighted by how friendly this one seems?? ]
Edited 2021-07-27 02:34 (UTC)
gaijinsleeve: (10)

[personal profile] gaijinsleeve 2021-07-27 03:17 am (UTC)(link)
[He couldn't just splash around and scream that he's drowning? Why assume that Tak can understand postmodern avant garde interpretative water... sports?

Don't answer that.]


...fuck. [Tak stands up too quickly that it makes the boat wobble unsteadily as he quickly sheds out of his jacket, throwing it and his gun down onto the boat floor. He grabs one of the life buoys on his way jumping out of the boat, trying to avoid slapping or kicking the seals as he swims after his poor drowning new... friend, trying to pull him out from going under the current's tow and get at least one of his hands onto the floating ring.]

Come on. Don't panic. [He'd make a dry joke about getting turned into seal food, but that might be unhelpful right now.]
marmoron: marmoron (speechless with underwhlemed feelings)

[personal profile] marmoron 2021-07-27 03:18 am (UTC)(link)
[ and there goes keith's sense of humor, expression falling on a decidedly not-pout. ]

Not you too, Shiro.

[ do you know just how many people got on his dang case when they were clothes shopping? gosh, it's like folks here are more focused on being fashion forward than they are about y'know, preventing the apocalypse. allegedly. not that keith's been given a specific reason to think adi's invented a bunch of tall tales, but he's had more than enough experience in dealing with folks not being entirely forthcoming with all the information.

and no. he's not just talking about the galaxy garrison doing a massive cover up of first contact with the galra on kerberos with a bullshit "pilot error" smear job. his thoughts are drifting to allura and coran as well for keeping zarkon's bond to the black lion a secret. but for now that's neither here nor there.

he folds the map back up, shoving it into a pocket, still looking slightly disgruntled.
]

What's wrong with the way I look anyway. [ grump. not that this matters to him, okay. he does't huff, but you can practically hear it anyway as he starts walking into the outskirts of the long abandoned vilage settlement. ]
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Tomas Ortega | The Exorcist

[personal profile] bravidiocy 2021-07-27 03:23 am (UTC)(link)
move the goalposts - closed to Marcus Keene

[ Tomas has always liked to go for a run when he needs to burn off excess energy, to find the time to think. Most of the time he runs in the morning to start his day out on the right foot. Tonight, though, it's after midnight when he gives up on trying to sleep and heads out to run until his brain stops going in endless circles.

The kelpies take him by surprise as he makes his way through silent streets, claws raking down his arm and sending adrenaline coursing through his veins. He doesn't know Manchester well but he knows how to run and does so, trying to put distance between them until he can duck into an alley and call Marcus- ]


Please, please, pick up-

[ They won't be gone for long, he knows it. Deep down, something instinctual tells him they'll catch him before he finds sanctuary. All he can do now is warn Marcus to stay off the streets. ]


curveball

[ Waking in a press of bodies is disorienting as Tomas tries to rock himself into a sitting position as he takes in the scene before them, the creatures by the fire having their ghastly revels. When another body in the mud shows signs of life he moves closer. ]

Try to stay calm, they are distracted now but that could change. We do not need to draw their attention just yet.

[ Working as an exorcist has hardened Tomas somewhat to horror, to violence and evil. And as he watches a woman be torn out of the skin of an animal he begins to pray under his breath. ]

Our father, who art in heaven...

[ In the end he is transformed just as easily as everyone else, trapped in the body and instincts of an animal as he dives into the water and finds he can still hear the voices of his fellow victims. In that silent voice he calls out to the nearest seal. ]

Swim as fast as you can! I will try and distract them!


below the belt - in the thick of it

[ His frantic flight from the kelpies eventually has Tomas swimming right into the midst of the boats, barking frantically in an attempt to warn against the kelpies approaching. Does it help?

At one point Tomas drags himself onto a boat, bleeding from a wound in his stomach from a kelpie. ]



below the belt - aftermath

[ In the aftermath Tomas is human again, sat on the docks with a blanket wrapped around him as he stares hollowly into the middle distance. His experiences, the hunt and fear of it is something he's not used to. When someone approaches he looks up, trying to refocus onto the present. ]

Are we allowed to leave yet? The ADI did not say if it was alright to leave or if they needed a statement.
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[personal profile] thatsreallygreat 2021-07-27 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
[Lucky Mercy, Cad's rolling pretty well with a 14 on his nature check.]

He's getting the hang of this here. Somehow that fuzzy understanding becomes easier after he's helped to put down a couple of kelpies, so when a seal starts desperately barking at him, Caduceus at least recognizes the warning.

Standing up in the boat, he nearly loses his balance when the seal tries to bump into it and push it. Caduceus crouches down and peers over the edge.

"Hey little buddy," he says, sounding relatively calm despite everything. It helps when other people are panicking. Or seals. People. He's already seen at least one person get cut out of a sealskin.

He can't make out words, he's not a druid and he can't talk to the seals like one of them could, but. He gets a gist. Danger. He already knew that, though.

"Is one of them nearby? The kelpie things."
gaijinsleeve: (5)

[personal profile] gaijinsleeve 2021-07-27 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
Even if Caduceus was human, he would likely have been subject to some staring. Tak doesn't look too imposing whilst sitting down watching everything around him, but he leans heavily into the natural taciturn gangster vibes he's already giving off simply by existing.

"Most people would refer to the ADI when they talk about the locals. Or Bonnie." Not the seals. Tak lets go of the... man's? Tail and leans back in his seat again, crossing his arms. Granted, those people haven't been particularly helpful. Tak is wary of what might be turning out to be some kind of stupid fetch quest. No guarantees that they won't get sent out to do the same thing ten times over once they get it right the first time.

"So what're the seals saying?" This should be good.
henchgal: (vulnerable)

below the belt - aftermath

[personal profile] henchgal 2021-07-27 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Meredith moves to sit beside him. She has a blanket, but she just sort of sets it in her lap instead of folding herself into it.

(She tried that, it felt like being swathed in a sealskin again.)]

I haven't heard yet, either. I know they want to get medical to look at my hands before I turn in for the night. But I don't know when...how...what the plan for getting back is.
aelwyn_aberration: (awww you're adorable)

[personal profile] aelwyn_aberration 2021-07-27 04:41 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh my god... He doesn't know what dreamy means... This is the best day of Aelwyn's life. She takes a moment to blink in surprise before she starts giggling.]

Don't be racist, Keith, I'm an elf, we don't sleep.

Who am I a risk to, anyway? You? I'm flattered that you think I'm so dangerous.

[She trails along after him after less than a moment's delay.]
Edited 2021-07-27 04:42 (UTC)
worthallthis: (skeptical)

[personal profile] worthallthis 2021-07-27 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
What the fuck. He stares from her to the knife and back again, then crouches in the water to put the blade where the flipper smacked. And there he pauses, looking from her muzzle to the knife and back again. "You want me to kill you?"

It actually sounds like a question this time.
henchgal: (at peace)

[personal profile] henchgal 2021-07-27 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
You know, if that's what he needs to think in order to shove that knife into her...she goes still, with the knife against her belly, looking him in the eyes for a lingering moment before closing them.

That's clear enough permission given, right? Right?

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