Her flesh ripped uselessly under the knife, translucent pink flowing like molasses under the wound, but Daniella did not notice. What she did notice was the pressure on her back pushing her forward, then the two men pushing her away.
Hmph.
Pressure on her back meant another worthless patient was behind her. Another patient meant more to clean, and she did not need to clean more right now. Master needed them to go to sleep. What Master says goes.
She stumbled back when the men rammed their weapons into her, the blow to her poker not enough to unleash it from her hand, but enough to swing it back. Good enough, and she let the force of it spin her around to the girl and reach for that… that perfect blonde hair, to tear at it to…
No Azoth in her, but she was… she was
The maid let a screech out from her throat and moved to grab the girl's hair and use it as means to throw her off the railings edge.
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Hmph.
Pressure on her back meant another worthless patient was behind her. Another patient meant more to clean, and she did not need to clean more right now. Master needed them to go to sleep. What Master says goes.
She stumbled back when the men rammed their weapons into her, the blow to her poker not enough to unleash it from her hand, but enough to swing it back. Good enough, and she let the force of it spin her around to the girl and reach for that… that perfect blonde hair, to tear at it to…
No Azoth in her, but she was… she was
The maid let a screech out from her throat and moved to grab the girl's hair and use it as means to throw her off the railings edge.