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    COULD BE KISSING MY FRUIT PUNCH LIPS

    clove arcanium / ♀ / tags & information

    *:･ﾟ✦ Gaze darting from the faces of her clanmates and then back to the bedraggled thing before then now known as Tavi, Clove could really only think of one thing to say.

    "What the fuck?"


    It wasn't often Clove swore, but she didn't know what else would work in this situation. At this point it was clear everyone had a vendetta against Tavi - which was chill, if she'd tried to murder a pregnant lady. But the whole atmosphere of this place had gone from dark and tempered to...well, who the hell knew?


    Shaking her head, Clove gathered her wings underneath her and took off into the sky - unwilling to hang around on that sour staircase for even one moment longer.


    /out!

    Canoris walked up silently. She hadn't heard much of the conversation except for Tavi's last dying words. She looked around at everyone standing there. "Why did you all just sit here talking to her? Why didn't you--" Rip her to shreds? Make her feel the pain that she caused all of us both physically and mentally? Kill her as slowly as possible? She growled wordlessly, knowing that saying those things would give her nothing but ill will from her clanmates.


    She took a step towards Tavi and aimed to reach down, sink her teeth into Tavi's neck, and shake the dead body as hard as she could. If that was successful and no one stopped her, she throw it back at the ground as hard as she could, a snarl ripping from her throat.

    And then, having all her actions go through, she'd step back and sigh a shaky sigh, sated for a moment, heart clenched with emotion. She wasn't the one to kill Tavi, but Tavi was dead.


    "If she comes back I wont hesitate to kill her again." Canoris would say in a calm, dead tone.

    As Tavi was dead, there was nothing she could do to stop Canoris as she shook the body back and forth and threw it. Somewhere, in her body, however, a metaphorical flame flickered--her soul. But it would not come out just yet.

    Piedpiper really hadn't liked Tavi, had loathed her in fact, but Canoris' ruthless efficiency had taken him by surprise. He supposed it wasn't his friend that Tavi had murdered in cold blood. But if anything, Canoris had been giving Tavi mercy - the alternative was for her to bleed out to death or die of a slow infection. This was much quicker, but more assured maybe - even if it was fairly obvious Tavi would come back. She had multiple possessions, and it always seemed to be that the cruelest animals could never stay dead. "That's that." The matter was settled."Let the maggots have at her."


    ✧ —FOLLOW THE SOUND OF THE PIPE / TAGS