[A non-answer that reveals is more than what he usually gets from her.
In that instant he learns she died before all this-- that made two of them-- and that this was that last real piece what got left of her. This is her motherfucking Beforus. He can see his own reflection in the red and silver shine of it. He looks back to her, blazing through her broken skin. His chin lifts.]
... It'll up and do.
[Time. She was offering time. That was all he wanted.
He shifts to let his other hand show from behind the door. In his hand, dangles a thread, and on it the single fang she held a want for, already strung upon it. He's left some indigo on it.]
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Date: 2017-06-13 02:26 am (UTC)In that instant he learns she died before all this-- that made two of them-- and that this was that last real piece what got left of her. This is her motherfucking Beforus. He can see his own reflection in the red and silver shine of it. He looks back to her, blazing through her broken skin. His chin lifts.]
... It'll up and do.
[Time. She was offering time. That was all he wanted.
He shifts to let his other hand show from behind the door. In his hand, dangles a thread, and on it the single fang she held a want for, already strung upon it. He's left some indigo on it.]