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Lucretia by Joos van Cleve (detail), 1525

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[R]A058 — THE KILLING MOON

Caroline Dietl

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Selene was lost in a red haze as she continued ripping the guard’s arm open with her teeth, not even aware of the gun pointed at her or the current state of the doctor she despised so much.

Everything was background noise. And then she blinks. Love. Who had said that?

Cohen’s last sight of Selene, before every desperately sputtering synapse in his brain collapses, is her face smeared in blood. Flesh hanging from her mouth. Finally, he understands. She’s still beautiful. A monster, but still beautiful. She still treated him with kindness. He would die for her, he—

—Died. The nice scientist. The one who saved her life. With a ragged howl she lunges at Starbranch, taking the bullet in her shoulder and hitting the snow hard. Starbranch laughs as well as she can, the gurgling high and manic, and starts to run. She can still save herself, maybe even salvage this. She was a genius. She’d give Spicer a lobotomy with a fucking chainsaw if she had to, surgically remove that defiance—

Night Hunter’s bullet catches her in the back, right in her spine, and she topples like a puppet with cut strings. Everything was going numb. Spicer, that stupid whore. Everything was her fault.

Selene drags herself across the snow, laughing, taking ahold of Starbranch’s ankle with her injured arm. The remaining guards don’t stop her. Blood pours out from the new gunshot wound as she drags the dying scientist backwards.

“I said I was gonna eat your face off,” Selene murmurs, tugging the other woman’s mask and goggles off. Greying hair, ice blue eyes that were rapidly turning glossy. Pretty, in a severe way. A bit like her mother.

Starbranch tries to squirm, to do something, but her limbs are useless. She’s trapped in her own body. Her vision tunnels, rapidly collapsing in on itself like a blackhole. All she can do is be thankful that she doesn’t feel anything except a bit of pressure from the scrape of Selene’s teeth against her cheekbone.

And then nothing at all.

Sel Goes Expop Pt5

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Mikhael peered down only to see he had impaled the wrong target.

"Черт." he cursed and promptly removed the claw embedded in her back.

The Reagent in front of him let out a laugh in disbelief and continued to run along the chain link fence. His form was swallowed by the darkness and the falling snow.

Night Hunter let him run. Instead, he focused on the glowing blood that seeped into the fabric of her shirt. He leaned down and licked a stripe up Tima or Selene's back. A satisfied rumble emanated from deep inside his chest. The wound continued to weep as he aggravated the rough edges with his tongue. A mixture of sanguinous drool dribbled from his mouth further wetting the fabric.

"Вкусная плоть." he breathed.

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~.my deepest act of love-showing.