#shroudedknife

How to win Kass’ heart -Accepting!!

If you get her a new knife/sword, she will love you forever. She keeps a lot of knives, swords, and daggers alike with her and tends to carry them around. Better yet- get her an ax and let her flex on you.

Take her out to a picnic for dinner. It doesn’t have to be anything entirely fancy. Just eat on the ground with her. But if you really want to win her over, cook her boar and bring wine. She’ll be yours before the end of the night. 

beep beep how’s my portrayal? -Accepting!!

❛    I’M   NOT   WHAT   I   SEEM ,      THERE’S   SOMETHING   HOLLOW   IN   ME   THAT   HOWLS   OUT   FOR   MORE   AND   IT   WAS   BUILT   TO   BE   LIKE   THAT.   I   WAS   MADE   TO   BE   EMPTY.   ALL   THE   HOPE   IN   THE   WORLD   COULD   POUR   INTO   MY   EMPTINESS   AND   IT   WOULDN’T   MEAN   A   GOD   DAMN   THING   BECAUSE   I   WOULD   STILL   WANT   MORE,   BECAUSE   I   AM   UNFINISHED.   THE   MASK   I   WEAR   IS   A   COVER   I   USE,   I   CAN   MESH   AND   MOLD   MYSELF   TO   FIT   WHATEVER   I   THINK   PEOPLE   WANT   ME   TO   BE,   I   BUILD   MY   APPEARANCE   TO   FIT   IN.   BUT   I   DON’T.   I   DON’T   LOOK   LIKE   THIS.   I   DON’T   LOOK   THE   WAY   YOU   THINK   AND   IF   YOU   SAW   WHAT   I   WAS   WOULD   YOU   STILL   WANT   IT?   YOU   SLAUGHTER   PEOPLE   THE   SAME   AS   ME   SURE,   IT’S   AN   ART   THE   WAY   YOU   MOVE,   BUT   THE   HORRORS   OF   HUMANITY   ARE   NOTHING   COMPARED   TO   THE   THINGS   THAT   LURK   OUTSIDE   YOUR   WORLD.   THERE   ARE   CRACKS   IN   YOUR   WORLD,   SMALL   PLACES   FOR   THINGS   LIKE   ME   TO   SLIP   IN   AND   OUT.   JED,   I’M   NOT   A   PERSON   I’M   A   SPLIT   THREAD   FROM   SOMETHING   SO   UNIMAGINABLY   HORRIBLE   THAT   YOUR   EYES   --   YOUR   MIND   WOULDN’T   BE   ABLE   TO   COMPREHEND   IT.   EVEN   IF   IT   WAS   RIGHT   IN   FRONT   OF   YOU.   I’M   A   SMALL   PORTION   OF   IT,   WATERED   DOWN   BECAUSE   OF   MY   SIZE   SURE,   BUT   .      .      .   IF   YOU   SAW   ME   WITHOUT   ALL   THE   MASKS,   WITHOUT   CHANGING,   WOULD   YOU   STILL    .      .      .     ❜

HE   SEEMS   STUCK   ON   THE   WORDS,   CAN’T   BREAK   THEM   PAST   HIS   THROAT   AS   IT   COILS   ROUND   THEM   AND   HE   SWALLOWS   THEM   WHOLE,   CHOOSING   TO   END   HIS   MOMENT   OF   VULNERABILITY   THEN   AND   THERE   AS   HE   FALLS   SILENT.   YET   GLOVED   HAND   LINGER   STILL   LONG   AFTER   HE   TURNS   AWAY,   PINKIE   BRUSHING   UP   AND   NUDGING   AGAINST   DANNY’S   OWN.

crystal lake sheriff’s office is far from novel to his schedule, and more like a necessary staple--or a bad joke run into the ground. when the town’s law enforcement aren’t breathing down his neck, they at least keep themselves occupied being exactly where he doesn’t need them to be. everywhere except on the lake, doing anything--anything at all. cloudy bruise and tenth ‘last warning’ later and he’s stepping back out into the summer heat, one flimsy strike off a psychiatrist discussion.

so maybe track record is one long smudge--so maybe man at the bar with the snide comment hadn’t deserved crunched nose. he can’t quite find the apology in his heart or his aching knuckles.

quiet and seething under the surface, he nearly flinches at the person stepping into his path. and there are only a few reasons anyone would wait on him outside the polcie station--and if the other had been polite, he doesn't parse it. “what?” it comes out a little stiffer than he means it to. he’s not new to this--camera bag and questions. he’s aware of the media circus surrounding him, aware, very much, of being looked at within an enclosure and under a microscope. speck on the map--murder capital of jersey--has a way of drawing prying eyes looking for a buck on an urban legend. couldn’t give less of a shit if jason voorhees was real if they were the crystal lake police department.

To be honest, I think Kassandra would be cautious of Jed at first. Sure, she would eventually ease up once she knows she can somewhat trust him, but not all the way bc yeah--- trust issues at its finest. Though I feel like eventually she’d be chill with him and enjoy his company so long as he doesn’t try to do anything he’d regret with her. She wouldn’t know about him being a murderer, and quite frankly I don’t think she’d care as much because she has no right to judge. She has killed many in her life time and has blood staining her hands from several different victims. Hers was mercenary work, and killing off those who had done her or her friends misjustice. However, I can’t figure she’d be upset about finding out- just shrugging but telling him if he so much as thinks of trying to kill her, she will end him without a thought.

On the other hand, in her DBD verse I’m working on-- she’s a survivor. Though I am having trouble deciding if she should go full survivor or go with killer- but anyways she’s rowdy and likes to fight just like in her canon. She has killed in order to survive, and would 20/10 do the same in her DBD. Those hatchets in the locker? Hers now. If you don’t think she won’t hold on and threaten him with it you’re thinking wrong bc this lady is angy and rdy to fite. I imagine they would have a shaky relationship there as well.