(Diesinueve). Last chance to lose control [Voice post]

[sixheadsoffury]

[Heavy panting. Heavy, confused, terrified sort of panting, to be exact.]

Scylla...Scylla did...the smoke...couldn't see...so much movement.

[A small whine, as realization hits her, hard, in the middle of the face]

Deaddeaddeaddeaddeaddead dead....is dead. So much blood...

Sorry...s-sorry.

Scylla d-didn't want to hurt and k-kill...

[Now she's crying

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[pennywaits]

What happened?

[sixheadsoffury]

There was a noise, and yelling, and the smoke...and Scylla couldn't see...and Cerberus is dead.

Dead.

[pennywaits]

You said that part, but what happened?

[sixheadsoffury]

The knife...and then the neck.

[pennywaits]

I need more details, Scylla.

[sixheadsoffury]

What else!?!

[pennywaits]

What did you do?

[sixheadsoffury]

Killed him.

[pennywaits]

Why?

[sixheadsoffury]

Didn't know who was there with the noise and the smoke going on.

[pennywaits]

Noise and smoke. Did you set off the smoke thing?

[sixheadsoffury]

No. Cerberus did.

[pennywaits]

Okay, will you explain to me what happened beside the killing part? How did you even get in the sort of situation to do so?

[sixheadsoffury]

Scylla was by the door, Cerberus was what, passing by? Grenade-bomb-thing goes on, smoke, yelling...stabbing and neck breaking.

[pennywaits]

An accident. Oh, Scylla, I'm so sorry this had to happen.

[sixheadsoffury]

It sucks.