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Grell Sutcliffe · · ☆ ([personal profile] untodeath) wrote in [community profile] thedispatch2020-08-15 10:02 pm

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[ It's happening once again - her life, flashing before her eyes.

The shock that gripped her chest, as the demon grasped her face, muttering against her lips that it would erase the pain of her pathetic existence. Meeting William's gaze with excitement as they threw themselves into the throes of battle. Launching herself at him when he'd announced that they would be investigating a case together. Waking up that morning in a cold bed, before pulling herself out of it to piece herself together.

Hundreds of other beginnings like it, contrasting the liveliness she threw into her days, the unusual occurrences that came with her occupation, and the way her heart twists around that one special man. A time of fiery passion, bloodshed, lust - so brief, less than a thousand days of bliss, before reality tore the blanket from her eyes. Thirty-six-thousand like the ones that proceeded them. Love. Meeting William. Rage. Being "reborn," they said. Throwing herself into the ocean from cliffs high above.....

Her body relaxes as it all fades away. It's nearly bliss-- until the beast tears her scythe from her hands to plunge through her chest. Its laugh is wretched, gravely, as it steps on her shoulder to remove the blade and brandish against William.

It slowly walks back, giving the man the unspoken option to pursue it for battle, or approach his colleague. ]
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[personal profile] dead_serious 2020-08-16 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
[ Very rarely does a look of shock grace William's features. In actuality, it had only occurred once before, in a scenario quite similar to this. And much like that time, William suddenly finds himself frozen, only able to watch something he should have foreseen and attempted to stop, even if his efforts would have done no good.

His partner's record flutters through the air around them, but not a single frame is paid any mind as the wretched creature leaves his prey to die and focuses on him, next. And again, there's the ultimatum presented; pursue revenge in a fit of rage or scrape together any shred of hope that he can save his partner. While he's stronger now, certainly, at least Grell could stand a chance, should he act quickly enough. So the demon's watched cautiously as he appears next to the redhead, scoops her up in his arms and retreats to their home realm.

He needs to get her treated as quickly as possible. Hopefully his faltering hasn't costed her her second life. ]