Her programming tries, seizing his wrist with an unnaturally strong grasp-- but before she can even act, before she has time to do anything with that grasp, she's hurled to the floor--
-- and then it's all over.
The room is silent. The silence frightens Ranboo more than any of the noise beforehand; hesitantly, they peer out from their hiding place, and all they can see from that angle is Dirk, still, blade in hand.
Oh, shit.
He emerges from his hiding place quietly, finally gains a better view of what exactly Dirk just did-- the head and body where they lie on the floor, the blood beginning to pool lazily beneath her. The Showfall-branded missing poster still grasped loosely in her hand.
They stare at it for a long moment. When was that picture taken...? The mask covering their face is cloth-- it was before the mask was even installed. Did Showfall take that photo? Or was it an existing one that they stole?
Hetch was telling the truth about the missing posters.
The raw shock of everything about the sight in front of him leaves Ranboo frozen for a moment in the living room's doorway, gaze just slightly unfocused and dazed, their breathing muffled, almost stopped completely for a moment.
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Date: 2024-06-30 07:10 pm (UTC)Her programming tries, seizing his wrist with an unnaturally strong grasp-- but before she can even act, before she has time to do anything with that grasp, she's hurled to the floor--
-- and then it's all over.
The room is silent. The silence frightens Ranboo more than any of the noise beforehand; hesitantly, they peer out from their hiding place, and all they can see from that angle is Dirk, still, blade in hand.
Oh, shit.
He emerges from his hiding place quietly, finally gains a better view of what exactly Dirk just did-- the head and body where they lie on the floor, the blood beginning to pool lazily beneath her. The Showfall-branded missing poster still grasped loosely in her hand.
They stare at it for a long moment. When was that picture taken...? The mask covering their face is cloth-- it was before the mask was even installed. Did Showfall take that photo? Or was it an existing one that they stole?
Hetch was telling the truth about the missing posters.
The raw shock of everything about the sight in front of him leaves Ranboo frozen for a moment in the living room's doorway, gaze just slightly unfocused and dazed, their breathing muffled, almost stopped completely for a moment.
"Oh."