❥ so degrading, the show has just begun;;
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pulsefire They break so easily...
[She looks down at the bodies, torn limb from limb as if a beast had attacked them. All Sierra wants is to go home, but she's horribly lost in these back alleys and Google Maps is totally full of shit. There was no left to turn on to. This is just a dead end that was full of creepers. Well--now they're dead, but there's just one problem...]
And none of them were nice enough to give me directions. How sad.
[Yet the heir to the Baranski family doesn't seem sad at all. In fact, she seems quite bored as she attempts to brush some of the blood off her porcelain white cheeks. Bright red blood smears across her face. Red is such a pretty color--it's why she likes wearing it, but the Don always did prefer white. He's dead now though--because of her--but that doesn't really matter anymore.
She keeps staring at the limbs and torsos as she contemplates her next move. Google Maps has failed her, so what next?]
[She looks down at the bodies, torn limb from limb as if a beast had attacked them. All Sierra wants is to go home, but she's horribly lost in these back alleys and Google Maps is totally full of shit. There was no left to turn on to. This is just a dead end that was full of creepers. Well--now they're dead, but there's just one problem...]
And none of them were nice enough to give me directions. How sad.
[Yet the heir to the Baranski family doesn't seem sad at all. In fact, she seems quite bored as she attempts to brush some of the blood off her porcelain white cheeks. Bright red blood smears across her face. Red is such a pretty color--it's why she likes wearing it, but the Don always did prefer white. He's dead now though--because of her--but that doesn't really matter anymore.
She keeps staring at the limbs and torsos as she contemplates her next move. Google Maps has failed her, so what next?]
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Date: 2012-07-04 12:53 am (UTC)Sierra, then. [He corrects himself, omitting the "Ms".]
Hannibal Lecter. [Her own name rang a bell, though Hannibal didn't really make a habit of knowing the titles of crime syndicates. A few newspaper articles flashed through his head, but that was all.]
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Date: 2012-07-04 01:06 am (UTC)[She leans over to brush her lips against his left cheek, then his right cheek. It was a habit she picked up from living in Europe for so long.]
I presume you know your way back to the main roads? I'm not terribly familiar with this part of the city.