#corvusmortis

Send me a ▣ and my character will tell you the last thing they’d say before having to kill yours.

"This is why you shouldn't go threatening innocent girls all willy-nilly. You don't know what kinds of monsters they have hiding inside, just waiting to come out."

MOTHER, or Hera as she's come to be called, smiled at him evilly as she held on firmly to the neck of the writhing crow in her right hand. She had Eric pinned to a nearby wall by her other hand, now a massive claw, the sharpened blades digging into his shoulders,

"You see...I come out when she's scared or in physical danger, which in this case was caused by you. Now-" she shook the crow in her hand, chuckling darkly at it, "I hear this is what keeps you in one piece. I wonder what would happen if I..." 

Flicking her wrist, she easily snapped the birds neck, Eric screaming as if it hurt him too. She dropped the now dead bird, making a slightly disgusted sound, her eyes shining brightly as blood started to flow from where her claws were,

"There we go! Much better!" she tittered, grinning darkly, "Hopefully, this'll teach you to be more careful. Not like you'll get another chance to come back, though." she pulled back her other arm, now a sharp blade as long as her body. She placed it at his neck,

Lizzy dressed as Eric Draven for corvusmortis:

Please do not remove the watermark or repost!

Breaking Down - Florence and The Machine

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10. my character playing a joke on yours

Elizabeth had been cooking for the better part of 20 minutes, humming lightly to herself as she moved to and fro across the kitchen, her daughter napping peacefully in her bassinet nearby. 

She didn’t hear the living room window sliding open or the sound of black boots as they shuffled in, too busy with trying to get the recipe she was working on correct. The crinkling of plastic made her ears perk up, but after a moment she just brushed it off as her imagination and continued, stirring the sauce pan a little before adding a dash of seasoning. All the while the mysterious intruder had padded up silently behind her, painted face a muted smile.

He waited in the shadows, waiting for the perfect time to strike.

Elizabeth moved away from the stove to the fridge, rummaging around, and it’s at this point he decides to pounce.

With a playful smile on his lips, he sneaks up behind her and grabs her shoulders, whispering a quick ‘Boo’ in her ear before backing away. Her reaction is priceless; she jumps, screaming and drops the gallon of milk she had in her hand, the liquid splashing all over the floor. 

He’s laughing a little too hard as she clings to the fridge door, her free hand covering her face and her shoulders shaking with either laughs or sobs, he can’t really tell. After a few minutes, he starts feeling a bit guilty, 

"Hey, you ok?" he asks, stepping into the large puddle of milk to stand next to her. Elizabeth is laughing, but it’s the kind of laughter that’s mixed with a sob, the tears in her eyes attest to that. He hadn’t meant to freak her out this much. Liz on the other hand is trying really hard not to just yell at him, she knew he was just joking but….that hadn’t been very nice.

"Eric…! You…you…." she straightened up, pouting as she got as close as she could, causing the other to lean back a bit, "You! You’re such a jerk!" she huffed as she pounded her fists on his chest once, though the small smile on her lips meant she was just playing. 

The playful hit had more force behind it than was intended, and Eric actually felt it, knocking some of the breath from his lungs and making him stagger a bit. She was quite a bit stronger than he anticipated. After a bit of stunned coughing, he noticed Liz cleaning up the mess and turning off the stove,

"Hey, uh…I didn’t come empty handed." he said, going over to the hall and pulling out some plastic bags filled with groceries, "I kinda figured you’d need some more….and I’m glad I did." he said, offering the bags and a small smile.

Riley glared at the figure before him, annoyed to the bone. 

"What?"

  Ash stayed back while T-bird and his group of fiends clambered up the stairs, breaking into the supposedly empty apartment that was Eric Dravens. The woman didn't know why she felt uneasy about this, he and his girlfriend were both dead and couldn't do anything about it. Laxly, she made her way up the stairs, smirking as she heard their heavy foot steps run around. Why she had to come along was also beyond her; probably to keep the idiots from doing anything drastic... Again.

  When she reached the entrance, everything was silent. Ash furrowed her brow, putting her hands on her hips. "You guys better not be pulling some prank on me..." She sneered, "Remember where that got you all last time?"

"Who me?"