hai mươi tám ❀| but the darkness has a hunger; it offers you blood for wild blood

[lotuslife]

[The day wears on, and long streaks of golden light are starting to settle across Mayfield as the sun begins to set. Downtown, there's someone casting a long shadow as they walk slowly down the street. It's a young woman; she's dragging something large and unwieldy. Whatever it is, it's leaving a long, dark smear on the road as it's pulled along- a

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[bard_of_orlais]

[Hi there, neighbor and fake!husband's friend! Leliana sees the blood , although she doesn't really figure out that it's due to Vietnam is eating people. Being covered in blood is a fairly normal thing for her after months of killing darkspawn and sometimes people, so she simply assumes that there's some unholy menace running around the town for the holiday.

As such, she goes instantly into defender mode, approaching Vietnam with a sense of concern.]

Vietnam, are you all right? What has happened here?

((Blanket permission to attack/maim/murder/etc. Leliana has some knives on her--better not to go unarmed, even when things don't seem terribly desperate--but she does not have her rifle.))

[bard_of_orlais]

[There's a crack as her elbow breaks, causing Leliana to cry out in pain. She kicks upward, trying to bring Vietnam down to the ground.

Fighting like this is easier when you have a party to help you. Even now, she half-expects someone to get Vietnam from behind.]

[lotuslife]

[But nobody comes, of course, to help either one of them. And Vietnam is the only one who doesn't need the help here. She rolls with Leliana's kick and hits the pavement hard, and though she catches her breath sharply she seems to be fine. She reaches out to swipe an arm at the woman's ankle, but her hand has suddenly morphed into something twisted, abnormal, and clawed, with gnarled veins and long, lethal talons. She aims to sink these into her flesh.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON WITH VIETNAM OH GOD MAKER!

Leliana yelps in pain when the talons hit their mark, although she bites her lip to keep it from being an outright scream. It's obvious she's going to lose this fight, which is frustrating but not terribly unexpected. She silently resolves to work on close-ranged combat; she's spent so long fighting with ranged weapons that this is somewhat difficult for her, and that will not do.

Impending failure, however, doesn't mean that she's giving up. She swings her unbroken arm toward Vietnam's shoulder, hoping that she's distracted enough that she can sink the knife in and possibly sever an artery.]

[lotuslife]

[She drags on the woman's leg to take her down to the ground, and while she's knocked back she doesn't seem to be hurt- still, though, the knife will meet its mark--...

There's a lot of blood.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[There is a lot of blood, most of which belonging to Leliana. Between pain and blood loss Leliana is starting to feel light-headed, so she staggers slightly before going down. Unfortunately, she goes down on her injured elbow; she's unable to stifle the yelp of pain.

Engaging Vietnam face-to-face was not the best idea she's ever had.

At this point, the best she can hope for is a quick death and no complications with her respawn in the morning.]

[lotuslife]

[And, thankfully, as soon as Leliana goes down, a quick death she'll make it if she chooses not to struggle; Vietnam climbs on top of the other woman and places her hands on her head.

If she doesn't try to get away, she'll snap her neck in one clean movement.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Neck: broken.

Leliana slumps over dead almost immediately after. Good job, Vietnam. :| ]

[lotuslife]

[SHE WILL BE SO SORRY LATER. w;A;w For now, she's just. Going to drink all the blood out of her, sob.]