ka_verse Prompt 25, 'Soil'
Prompt 22, 'Soil'
A/N: Because this prompt was just *begging* me to take 'Beauty Is Never Tarnished' from Rachel's TVTropes section and run for the hills with emotional subverting.
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"Out, damned spot! out, I say!"
-Lady Macbeth, Macbeth: Act 5, Scene 1
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"Life is a solitary cell whose walls are mirrors."
-Eugene O'Neill
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She strips out of her morphing outfit with slow, ritualistic precision in the pale blue dawning of another cloudless morning.
First the top, then the bottom halves peel away from her cool skin, the process reflecting back to her not quite true to life in the full-length mirror. Once she finishes, the limp spandex lies empty and crumpled on her bedroom floor.
After nights like this- with the roar of battle still raging in her ears and the phantom feel of soft flesh splitting under the unforgiving sharpness of her fingers claws - she always feels that there should be some physical sign on her somewhere that everyone can see marking staining her body as well as her mind. A mark to be some kind to be a warning for others- a scarlet letter K for killer, M for murderer, E for executioner, D for both dangerous and deceitful. Scrawled in Hork Bajr blood, perhaps.
The fabled beautiful, untarnished Rachel- who is supposed to be able to walk through anything the elements Ellimist can throw at her without a splatter of mud adhering to her or a golden hair out of place - why is she the only one who can't see this girl at all?