[EVENT] Lavender's Blue [open]

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Characters: anyone and everyone
Location all around town
Date: Night 180
Summary: Kill the sinners or run for your lives.
Warnings: Horror, potential gore and death. Please note more specific warnings in subject lines!

close we will live, dilly dilly
and when we die
both in one grave, dilly dilly
close we will lie

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[armoured]

[He flexes his fingers and looks down at his hand, traces of the gore from House's murder still staining the leather and metal.]

It's Dr. House's... he-- he attacked me, I tried to fight him off, but--

[He tries to make his voice shake a bit, but it's not too successful. He's getting impatient, she's a sinner and doesn't deserve any consideration, so he suddenly lunges forwards in a sprint towards her. His hands snatch out, trying to grasp her by the hair.]

[ninjainviolet]

[ WARNING! WARNING! ]

House? Attacked you? And you "tried" to fight him off? [ From her tone, it's obvious she doesn't believe him--a painful thing for her, really. Al is--was--is her friend. How can he lie to her like that?

Her training tells her that he's going to move, and to be prepared to move, but her shock at these turn of events has her hesitating a moment too long, so by the time she tunrs, he has her by the hair. ]

Ow! Let go of me!

[ And she kicks back with of her might to where his knee should be--armor or not. ]

[armoured]

[Any misgivings he might have are buried as soon as he grabs hold of her hair. It floods him how right it is, how perfect the justice he's meting out finally is. He's helping, he's no longer impotent in the face of everything going wrong.

So he tries to lift her right up by the hair to bring her to eye level, and his other hand comes to settle around her throat. He ignores her kick, though it makes a hollow metallic clang echo around the area.]

You're right, I attacked him, but he deserved it. He was like you, Sheena, a snake in the grass pretending to help everyone. You're despicable, you know that?

[ninjainviolet]

[ What's flooding Sheena right now is a mix of fear, shock, dismay, pain... Part of her wants to run, but it's the pain that has her fighting back, kicking and hitting at him.

She can feel bits of her hair being pulled from her head as he lifts, and she has no choice but to grab his arm for support so it'll stop.

Glowing golden eyes meet his as his hand finds her throat and while there's fear in her gaze, there's also that stubbornness that makes Sheena who she is.

Glaring at him, she stops struggling. ]

I can say the same thing about you...my friend.

[ Yeah, there's a sarcastic twist there. Mouth moving before brain again. ]

[armoured]

[She's showing her true colours now, and it just serves to fan the flames of his righteous anger and squash any tiny part of him that's rebelling against it. He doesn't hesitate any longer, merely squeezing his hand as tightly as it can go around her throat to crush her windpipe.

A slow death, suffocating in agony for at least a full minute, it's no more than she deserves.]

[ninjainviolet]

[ She's faced that type of anger before, and faces it again without any visible trace of fear in her eyes and expression. There is, however, a distinct shadow of sadness in her gaze as her first time meeting this friend turns out this way.

That soon gives way to panic as her air is cut off, and out of instinct, she begins clawing at him to get him to let go, fingers stinging and bruising against the resistant metal of his arm.

That minute feels like an eternity as the life drains from her until she's limp and lifeless, still glowing eyes open and staring at nothing. ]