Juliet (Grell Sutcliffe) (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
esoteric_rose) wrote2009-10-02 11:18 am
esoteric_rose) wrote2009-10-02 11:18 am
OOC: Memory 4/Death Scythe
It was the last victim for now. Juliet went silently into the house, swift as a shadow behind a light. The blond woman did not notice him until it was too late.
Easily he subdued her, tying her hands and gagging her, then placing on opera to hide any stray noise. Then he took out the makeup kit along with the scalpels as her eyes widened in shock. Simple motions were enough to convince her to be still as he made her look more beautiful.
When he got to the last part, he carefully untied her gag, shushing her. She was crying, but did not make a sound. Delicately, with the hands of an artist, he painted the red rouge on her lips. The creation was complete. Still she cried, and the sight of her tears irritated him.
It was time to end this, give her the beautiful death only he could deliver. As he raised the blade, she screamed-once. That set him off, and with all the speed and fury only a shinigami could deliver, he destroyed her, painting the room, her, him all a beautiful crimson.
He felt so alive, such a contrast to the death he wreaked on her and the other women. This was power, this was what he could do. This was beauty...
The door opened, and Juliet saw the boy...the little nephew. He was instantly snatched and his eyes covered by the demon. Juliet's thoughts were in turmoil. Have to pass this off...Damn. Damn it all.
{The film snaps off here}
Easily he subdued her, tying her hands and gagging her, then placing on opera to hide any stray noise. Then he took out the makeup kit along with the scalpels as her eyes widened in shock. Simple motions were enough to convince her to be still as he made her look more beautiful.
When he got to the last part, he carefully untied her gag, shushing her. She was crying, but did not make a sound. Delicately, with the hands of an artist, he painted the red rouge on her lips. The creation was complete. Still she cried, and the sight of her tears irritated him.
It was time to end this, give her the beautiful death only he could deliver. As he raised the blade, she screamed-once. That set him off, and with all the speed and fury only a shinigami could deliver, he destroyed her, painting the room, her, him all a beautiful crimson.
He felt so alive, such a contrast to the death he wreaked on her and the other women. This was power, this was what he could do. This was beauty...
The door opened, and Juliet saw the boy...the little nephew. He was instantly snatched and his eyes covered by the demon. Juliet's thoughts were in turmoil. Have to pass this off...Damn. Damn it all.
{The film snaps off here}