now_ish They always like to leave with a statement.
My dark eyes stared as I watched the stranger make his leave, the woman that he tossed to me squirming and trying her hardest to remove herself from my clutches. I traced my nails along my lips, my brows knitting together in my thoughts. He tastes like spices.. all of them. Like the ones mummy used to have all collected in her kitchen. I frowned, my eyes trailing down toward Miss Edith who laid upon the alley floor, her dress and face painted from the mud she fell upon. "Now how did you get there?" I asked the doll, lowering my hand as I picked her up into my arm. Ah yes, of course, she must've fallen when that stranger decided to leave that "statement" upon me. Naughty boy. He will pay for Miss Edith's dress if I ever see him again.. I will be quite cross.
"LET ME GO!" screamed the girl who I had my grip upon -- I almost forgot she was there. I turned my gaze back upon her and smiled my sweetest smile before shoving her back roughly against the wall as how Kyle pinned her earlier. "Screaming is not nice," I scolded, my grip upon her neck tightening. ".. it's impolite to interrupt the pixies when they're talking." My hold upon Miss Edith was released when my other hand moved in to pierce the girl's neck with my nail, the warm blood sliding down my finger as it's strong scent consumed my senses. It was so sweet, and the girl's cries of agony was only spicing up the moment. I pulled my nail out, tasting the blood that coated my finger.
"Oooooh," I cooed, my tastebuds coming to life by the brilliant liquid, ".. my Spike will like you. Very much." She was sobbing uncontrollably by now, knowing that she was meeting her death quite soon. Not soon enough for her unfortunately, my hand smacking with strength behind across her jaw to knock her completely unconscious. I smiled happily to myself, closing my eyes for a moment as I marveled in the beautiful mess I've done. I was quite pleased.
I picked up Miss Edith again and tossed her upon the girl's stomach, allowing me to pick both of them up. "Enough play Miss Edith," I murmured idly to myself, my steps walking along the back alleys that will lead me straight up to Wolfram & Hart. "We have to tell everyone there's a new bully on the playground."
"LET ME GO!" screamed the girl who I had my grip upon -- I almost forgot she was there. I turned my gaze back upon her and smiled my sweetest smile before shoving her back roughly against the wall as how Kyle pinned her earlier. "Screaming is not nice," I scolded, my grip upon her neck tightening. ".. it's impolite to interrupt the pixies when they're talking." My hold upon Miss Edith was released when my other hand moved in to pierce the girl's neck with my nail, the warm blood sliding down my finger as it's strong scent consumed my senses. It was so sweet, and the girl's cries of agony was only spicing up the moment. I pulled my nail out, tasting the blood that coated my finger.
"Oooooh," I cooed, my tastebuds coming to life by the brilliant liquid, ".. my Spike will like you. Very much." She was sobbing uncontrollably by now, knowing that she was meeting her death quite soon. Not soon enough for her unfortunately, my hand smacking with strength behind across her jaw to knock her completely unconscious. I smiled happily to myself, closing my eyes for a moment as I marveled in the beautiful mess I've done. I was quite pleased.
I picked up Miss Edith again and tossed her upon the girl's stomach, allowing me to pick both of them up. "Enough play Miss Edith," I murmured idly to myself, my steps walking along the back alleys that will lead me straight up to Wolfram & Hart. "We have to tell everyone there's a new bully on the playground."