Trigger warnings for blood, horror, neck trauma, death, suicidal ideation etc will feature, follow with caution.
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Written by Andy.
blog est. Nov 2013
Status: Hiatus (as of Mid August)
Formerly strigoxica.
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( She isn’t too sure what to make of him calling her
mission a ‘quest’, but it soon flies over her head.
Homura watches the young man leave, before
heading out herself, hot on the trail of the nearest Witch.
The girl returns a good ten or twenty minutes
later in her magical girl outfit and resting against a wall,
preparing the grief seed she'd earned in one hand
and soul gem in the other. By her ragged breaths
and slightly slower movements, it’s
visible she’s worn herself out. )
… Was it expectant of me to believe he’d be back
by now?
( The less-than-bright violet glow of her gem lights up
the dimness of the room as the grief transfers,
giving her at least something to watch while she
waits. Once the seed has collected all the taint
possible, Homura throws it into the shadows, scowling.)
– You can have this, while you’re here stalking
after me. Incubator.
( The advancing of the creature after it 'consumed’
the energy of the grief seed is enough time for
Homura to lunge forward and slam the thing to the wall.
She hadn’t killed one in this timeline, yet.
It wouldn’t know what bit it. )
Clive wasn’t home yet, but at the very least, he was on his way after having had himself a decent meal. There was blood...