[closed] general catch-all

[verrostet]

Who: Tanya and her Sleeper pals
What: Anything and everything!
When: Always!
Where: All over Trench

Content warnings: will be added on a threadly basis

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[pawper]

[Lying sideways across a body that's stopped moving, she can't see what Tanya's doing. But the gruesome sounds and warm, wet sprays of blood making a worsening stink in the air—to say nothing of Tanya's running commentary—are enough to let her imagination fill in the gaps, and she doesn't try to roll over on her good side.

She hadn't wanted to see Tanya loot the hunter's corpse. Despite the pain he's afforded them both, she wants to see Tanya cut his body to pieces like a butcher in a slaughterhouse even less.]

...just...cut off his head.

[The words grate in her throat, too harsh and too thick. She can't seem to draw a full breath. Did the blade puncture anything vital? She can't tell, but as the seconds tick by, she's not surprised when the throbbing, bloody gash under her hand doesn't start to clot. If there was internal damage—a severed vein, a perforated organ—her body's healing factor would prioritize those injuries first. All she can do for now is continue to put pressure on the wound and try to compartmentalize the pain slowly beating back the adrenaline.]

...bodies can't rise again without their head...