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[personal profile] devoutish 2016-11-24 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[The light is starting to slip from his eyes, and he lets out a keening sound. With one last surprising burst of strength, he moves a hand up to his stomach, as if he can hold his guts in.]
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[personal profile] empireofrats 2016-11-24 07:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[Unfortunately, Emily finds she can't get the shiv to go any further down. Alfie will have to settle with having some of his stomach and most of the top of his intestines trying to crawl onto the outside.

With a jerk, she pulls the shiv out and stands up. For several moments, she stares down at Alfie with unreadable eyes.]
This is what happens when you're bad. That's what happened to Miss Fiona, too. She was probably bad. Now she's dead, and you will be, too.

I could have said a prayer for you, but you wouldn't tell me what it was. [Because "we don't say prayers for people still alive," even if those are the people who really need it. The dead don't need prayers.] Goodbye, Mister Alfie.
devoutish: (your ass haunts me)

[personal profile] devoutish 2016-11-24 08:28 pm (UTC)(link)
[He's only half-aware of what she's saying. His consciousness fading quickly. The keening sound is still going on, but his eyes are clouding over. Soon, the sound will stop and his gaze will glass over, vacant and unseeing.]