[ Irritation gives way to joy - an erratic, vile cackle rings through the destruction. It takes him only a second to push himself up after she flings herself off him.
There's copper on his lip. It stings. He wants more and-
It's not quite the massacre he wanted - an insect's guts aren't as satisfying as blood and ethereal smoke. He commands Loki to attack all the same. There can't be too many creatures getting past them, but even if they are-
They're going to rip apart this place - the ceiling, walls, siding is torn with her Triple Down and Riot Gun. He sidesteps beams and panels that collapse. It's not smart, it's not wise. A part of him recognizes this senseless destruction might cause more problems than it solves, but- ]
[ Pieces of wall and beams are completely torn away from rotting, thin wooden walls and a spot of moonlight illuminates the area, revealing the senseless destruction the two have enacted.
But there are no doors hidden behind panels or bookshelves that have been knocked over in the ensuing chaos, or anywhere.
It's just one big room, with thick dust and splinters flitting about the air and some of the already mangled bodies of the creatures they had taken out earlier, riddled with more holes now.
The spiders are mostly dead. Squashed under the force of their feral attacks, if not ripped into pieces through the sheer violence of Loki's attack.
Haru recalls Milady when no door appears, still on her knees, her hand pressed to her lips now. A hasty wipe with her finger reveals the deep red staining her face and neck and her figure comes to a still as she gazes hard at blood that doesn't belong to her.
The metallic taste floods her mouth again when her senses zero in on the warm, slick fluid coating the side of her mouth and her tongue.
She wants to gag, but after releasing all those spiders, she barely has the energy for a second go at it.
Haru wipes her mouth with her back of her hand and very slowly, heart hammering away in her chest and her stomach churning at the thought, swallows with an unpleasant expression seeping into her delicate features.
And maybe she does gag behind her hand, but it's quiet, barely audible as another piece of the ceiling collapses from the side, hitting the walls on the way down.
This is definitely the worst room she's been in thus far. ]
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[ Irritation gives way to joy - an erratic, vile cackle rings through the destruction. It takes him only a second to push himself up after she flings herself off him.
There's copper on his lip. It stings. He wants more and-
It's not quite the massacre he wanted - an insect's guts aren't as satisfying as blood and ethereal smoke. He commands Loki to attack all the same. There can't be too many creatures getting past them, but even if they are-
They're going to rip apart this place - the ceiling, walls, siding is torn with her Triple Down and Riot Gun. He sidesteps beams and panels that collapse. It's not smart, it's not wise. A part of him recognizes this senseless destruction might cause more problems than it solves, but- ]
I'll annihilate you pieces of SHIT!
[ Well, he's having fun. ♥
Bye bye windows!! ]
cw: emeto + blood AND WRAPPED đ
But there are no doors hidden behind panels or bookshelves that have been knocked over in the ensuing chaos, or anywhere.
It's just one big room, with thick dust and splinters flitting about the air and some of the already mangled bodies of the creatures they had taken out earlier, riddled with more holes now.
The spiders are mostly dead. Squashed under the force of their feral attacks, if not ripped into pieces through the sheer violence of Loki's attack.
Haru recalls Milady when no door appears, still on her knees, her hand pressed to her lips now. A hasty wipe with her finger reveals the deep red staining her face and neck and her figure comes to a still as she gazes hard at blood that doesn't belong to her.
The metallic taste floods her mouth again when her senses zero in on the warm, slick fluid coating the side of her mouth and her tongue.
She wants to gag, but after releasing all those spiders, she barely has the energy for a second go at it.
Haru wipes her mouth with her back of her hand and very slowly, heart hammering away in her chest and her stomach churning at the thought, swallows with an unpleasant expression seeping into her delicate features.
And maybe she does gag behind her hand, but it's quiet, barely audible as another piece of the ceiling collapses from the side, hitting the walls on the way down.
This is definitely the worst room she's been in thus far. ]