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queenoflogs2011-02-15 10:49 am
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swaying to my own sound [open]
Characters: Grell and anyone else
Date: February 15th.
Summary: This girl needs to blow off some impulses. Obviously that means tearing up a regenerating flower.
Warnings: Some crazy and violence "♥"ing
Oh, this was beautiful. It couldn't die. At least, not by her methods, and it would not be restrained, and it cut, and it brought blood.
She was thrilled. Sure, it was loud with the scythe, but it was perfect practice and release, the tension that had been building slowly ebbing and showing in the broad grin that decorated her face. Pity it didn't bleed as well. It would have been beautiful, eternal blood. The fight, the feeling of her opponent out for her death, and her refusing to give in. She could sing, had that not been yesterday's purpose.
"Come at me~" she taunted, rushing in again to slash at it. She could go all day, really. Just...hopefully no one would think she was in trouble and try to really kill it. Then they'd need to find her a replacement.
Date: February 15th.
Summary: This girl needs to blow off some impulses. Obviously that means tearing up a regenerating flower.
Warnings: Some crazy and violence "♥"ing
Oh, this was beautiful. It couldn't die. At least, not by her methods, and it would not be restrained, and it cut, and it brought blood.
She was thrilled. Sure, it was loud with the scythe, but it was perfect practice and release, the tension that had been building slowly ebbing and showing in the broad grin that decorated her face. Pity it didn't bleed as well. It would have been beautiful, eternal blood. The fight, the feeling of her opponent out for her death, and her refusing to give in. She could sing, had that not been yesterday's purpose.
"Come at me~" she taunted, rushing in again to slash at it. She could go all day, really. Just...hopefully no one would think she was in trouble and try to really kill it. Then they'd need to find her a replacement.