[ Jessica doesn't understand. Why does this monster want to be killed? She's the one who chose to hurt the one Jessica loves, and she clearly has no remorse over it, so why is she twisting the knife deeper? Why is she smiling, and why does it remind Jessica, just for a moment, of the confident grin she'd flashed when they—
Jessica doesn't even turn to look when the door opens, bent upon her grim task before all else, her eyes fixed on the awful face of her victim. That changes half a second later, though, when the knife floats out of her grasp, corrosive green blood blossoming out of the wound she made. She looks over her shoulder to see her cousin, daring to defend the monster that's a danger to all of them so long as she draws breath. Stupid, stubborn girl. What will she have to do to protect her? ]
Don't get in the way, Ange-chan! She murdered Sayo! This fucking monster killed my girlfriend!
[ The irony that said girlfriend is a murderer herself, who killed her and her family in countless worlds, is entirely lost on Jessica right now. There's only her rage to revenge herself on the one who hurt her loved one, the same fury that Ange had seen directed towards the culprit in the many game boards.
She stands up, rounding on Ange. There's far less venom in her eyes; more like frustration, like she truly can't understand why she's interfering. ]
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Jessica doesn't even turn to look when the door opens, bent upon her grim task before all else, her eyes fixed on the awful face of her victim. That changes half a second later, though, when the knife floats out of her grasp, corrosive green blood blossoming out of the wound she made. She looks over her shoulder to see her cousin, daring to defend the monster that's a danger to all of them so long as she draws breath. Stupid, stubborn girl. What will she have to do to protect her? ]
Don't get in the way, Ange-chan! She murdered Sayo! This fucking monster killed my girlfriend!
[ The irony that said girlfriend is a murderer herself, who killed her and her family in countless worlds, is entirely lost on Jessica right now. There's only her rage to revenge herself on the one who hurt her loved one, the same fury that Ange had seen directed towards the culprit in the many game boards.
She stands up, rounding on Ange. There's far less venom in her eyes; more like frustration, like she truly can't understand why she's interfering. ]