05-13-2024, 08:34 PM
S E V E R E
She does not hide the way her gaze immediately slides to the bright blood that streaks down the glistening white glass. Severe is not blood-crazed; she is not that kind of monster. Though she does not shy from violence, she is not a shark, either. The smell of blood does not send her into a frenzy, nor does it make her pulse elevate. She can watch Margot bleed and not long to spill more, though the sight of it does satisfy at least one of her curiosities, having been wondering what exactly lay beneath that fragile exterior. How perfect that she demonstrated it for her with so little prodding.
“I suppose we do,” she says, though she isn’t entirely sure she agrees. Their blood may all be the same, but the way they bleed is different — Severe has seen the way some beg for it to stop, and how others refuse to utter a sound as if dying in that way is somehow more noble than pleading for mercy. For her it did not matter how they handled being bled — once she started she did not stop until they were dead.
When Margot answers her question she nods as if she understands, even though she doesn’t. She has never stayed in one place for long. Boredom was not a thing that sat well with her, and she is certain she would make both a poor subject and a poor leader. “Well, in my case you didn’t miss anything. I’ve only just arrived. And how fortuitous that Pangea’s leader is the first soul I come across.”
“I suppose we do,” she says, though she isn’t entirely sure she agrees. Their blood may all be the same, but the way they bleed is different — Severe has seen the way some beg for it to stop, and how others refuse to utter a sound as if dying in that way is somehow more noble than pleading for mercy. For her it did not matter how they handled being bled — once she started she did not stop until they were dead.
When Margot answers her question she nods as if she understands, even though she doesn’t. She has never stayed in one place for long. Boredom was not a thing that sat well with her, and she is certain she would make both a poor subject and a poor leader. “Well, in my case you didn’t miss anything. I’ve only just arrived. And how fortuitous that Pangea’s leader is the first soul I come across.”
INNOCENCE DIED SCREAMING, HONEY, ASK ME, I SHOULD KNOW
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