[The memory of that sinking ship and of that heartless officer's skull smashing against a wall appears in her mind, bubbling to the surface rapidly. She can recall being afraid of frightening Will, of pushing him away with her brutality and rage. After all, most people did not understand that sometimes you had to kill to survive.
This time, she isn't afraid. They've been through so much, and despite everything, he has never abandoned her. She won't frighten him away by playing the role of monster here -- her natural role in life. Of that, she is most confident.
Lucille notices the luminous glow of his blood and stores the information away for later. His is different from her own -- pearlescent and pretty, unlike her murky, green-red blood. For just a second, she wonders what mysteries lie within their blood types.]
Ah, so you noticed that too? [She says, shooting him a proud smile. She's glad he noticed, glad that he's observant of his surroundings despite the chaos.]
You'd best not get any on you, darling. I'd hate for it to harm you as well.
[She warns gently and turns her attention to the beast that stands before them, staring at them but hesitating to move forward.]
cw: Violence, Head Injury, And So Much Blood.
This time, she isn't afraid. They've been through so much, and despite everything, he has never abandoned her. She won't frighten him away by playing the role of monster here -- her natural role in life. Of that, she is most confident.
Lucille notices the luminous glow of his blood and stores the information away for later. His is different from her own -- pearlescent and pretty, unlike her murky, green-red blood. For just a second, she wonders what mysteries lie within their blood types.]
Ah, so you noticed that too? [She says, shooting him a proud smile. She's glad he noticed, glad that he's observant of his surroundings despite the chaos.]
You'd best not get any on you, darling. I'd hate for it to harm you as well.
[She warns gently and turns her attention to the beast that stands before them, staring at them but hesitating to move forward.]