Heartaches and Massacres (Venetus and Leona) - Eternal City RP2024-03-29T11:29:03Zhttps://eternalcityrp.com/forum/topics/heartaches-and-massacres-venetus-and-leona?xg_source=activity&feed=yes&xn_auth=noShe stared at her hands, her…tag:eternalcityrp.com,2021-04-15:6610746:Comment:4270392021-04-15T03:53:45.623Z✓ Leona Vivaldi d'Fierrohttps://eternalcityrp.com/profile/Leo
<p>She stared at her hands, her copper skin masked with red gloves of blood and guts. Her double scythes and various dagger were strewn on the ground not too far from her hands, everything from the hilt to the blade caked with the same red that covered her body. Her full lips were pressed together, and she could still feel the remains of the poisonous tears that coursed their way down her angled features. The lump in her throat hadn't disappeared yet; she still wanted to sob more over the pain…</p>
<p>She stared at her hands, her copper skin masked with red gloves of blood and guts. Her double scythes and various dagger were strewn on the ground not too far from her hands, everything from the hilt to the blade caked with the same red that covered her body. Her full lips were pressed together, and she could still feel the remains of the poisonous tears that coursed their way down her angled features. The lump in her throat hadn't disappeared yet; she still wanted to sob more over the pain that still ached in her chest, but her body was numb. All she could do was sit by the wall, eyes wide, wings of ice extended and wrapped around her lithe form. One memory alone flashed through her mind, leaving her breathing somewhat strained: the memory of the love of her life, dying from his wounds in her arms.</p>
<p>If he could see her now...<br/><br/><span>The sound of the wooden doors of the warehouse creaking as they opened reached her attention, the woman glitching just slightly as her olive-green optics flickered towards the figure that approached her. </span><em>Could I have missed one?" </em><span>she thought to herself. </span><i>No, I knew exactly how many there were---they're all gone. </i><span>Sure enough, the man that walked towards the end of the room didn't wear the face of an enemy, but had the familiar one of an longtime ally. She looked away from the man as he moved closer, her gaze returning to her hands that rested atop of her bent knees, propped up close to her chest.</span><br/><br/></p>
<p><a rel="nofollow noopener" href="https://64.media.tumblr.com/540ceb374fa49ba83694117120c20747/tumblr_inline_ow8gtjHDkL1qlt39u_250.gifv" target="_blank"><img src="https://64.media.tumblr.com/540ceb374fa49ba83694117120c20747/tumblr_inline_ow8gtjHDkL1qlt39u_250.gifv?profile=RESIZE_710x" class="align-left"/></a>His words brought a twitch to the corners of her lips, the pain of the scene that still played in her mind stopping a pained laugh from sounding from her. Instead, she simply let her gaze rest on him once more as he approached somewhat cautiously, an eyebrow raise just slightly. <strong><i>"You insult me by not considering me a threat with every waking moment I walk on this earth," </i></strong>she uttered dryly. She let out a heavy breath then, narrowed hues scanning their surroundings of dead, mangled bodies strewn about the warehouse. <em><strong>"It's the last of them, anyway," </strong></em>she assured. <em><strong>"I won't be killing anyone else, at least anytime soon." </strong></em></p>
<p>Leona looked back at the Aspect, not attempting to hide the pain in her voice and her eyes---she had no energy to even attempt it. <em><strong>"What are you doing here, Venetus?" </strong></em>she asked, her tone devoid of emotion. <em><strong>"If you've come to throw me in a hole, I can promise you that these fools deserved everything that came to them." </strong></em>She paused then, not meeting his gaze. Leo had once told the Aspects and their Guard that her days of mass murder were over, but recent events had changed things. She knew that in order for the Aspect of the Realms to defend her to his siblings, she'd have to admit what sparked off her recent trail of death. It probably wouldn't justify in their eyes, but it was no secret what Leona d'Fierro would do to those who harmed her family. It'd be the first time she uttered the words aloud since it happened, and she was nowhere ready to hear them. <em><strong>"They killed my husband."</strong></em></p>