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ѕarιѕѕa "noт тoday, ѕaтan" тнeron ([personal profile] magnitudes) wrote in [community profile] logsinthenight 2019-11-27 10:14 pm (UTC)

( The thought to arm themselves is a good idea, and Sarissa goes to one of the tables that had been stacked up, eyeing the leg critically as she flips the table so it's lying with the legs sticking up in the air, and takes a seat on the underside of the table as she violently kicks at one of the legs to try and get it to break off.

She can't quite think where the some came from, but-- hey, it's just gotta be some kinda earworm, right? The humming might get a little more intense with her kicks, the melody turning slightly punchy at times...

... or it would, if they hadn't just gotten the worlds worst surprise.

For her part, Sarissa just stays sitting for a moment, frozen. And then, )


Fuck!

( Loud and strained, and it's her fear of this shit getting in her eyes and her mouth that keeps her from sliding into a full meltdown as she gets up and just walks out of the room, trying to shake the rotting viscera out of her hair, and pulling a handkerchief out of her pocket to start carefully wiping the stuff away from her eyes and her mouth. )

Kol, what the fuck.

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