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epidemiology2016-02-05 11:58 am
beyourrock) wrote in epidemiology2016-02-05 11:58 am
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CHARACTERS: Pearl beyourrock & Gilgamesh babbylon
DATE: Feb 5th, evening
WARNINGS: Slight gore imagery!
SUMMARY: Gilgamesh comes by to check in on his master after she's had some deadly encounters with demons and chimeras.
[Pearl found herself in the communial kitchen in the goblin portion of Chantes. She felt as tgough she should busy herself. Her hands especially. So what better way to do that than to bake? She had been at it for nearly the whole day. Goblins, both young and old came by to check in on the Gem, but they only left with a pie or two in hand, Pearl still working away inside. Other pies at the ready and fresh along the counter.
Baking was something she could focus on. Baking and all of this moving and packing madness in which ALASTAIR expected of them within a few days' time. She works on pouring out some filling for two pies in particular. Apple flavored this time around. The filling oozes out of the bowl and into one of the pie crust pans. Again, her mind wanders.
She had no choice. She had to act. She had to stain her hands with blood. Killing living creatures. Blood had stained her hands. Her gem. How the life from the creature's eyes just faded away. Choking gasps. Blood curdling cries as they fell to the ground. She stares blankly ahead of herself, and only when her vision became blurry did she realize that the apple filling was overflowing from her pie.
Pearl inhales sharply, furrowing her brow as the filling had gotten all over the counter. Softly cursing to herself, she blinks away tears from the corner of her eyes as she sets the bowl down. Hastily, she tries to clean up what she can, trying to even out the filling inside the pan.]
Dear stars, look at yourself...!
beyourrock & Gilgamesh babbylonDATE: Feb 5th, evening
WARNINGS: Slight gore imagery!
SUMMARY: Gilgamesh comes by to check in on his master after she's had some deadly encounters with demons and chimeras.
[Pearl found herself in the communial kitchen in the goblin portion of Chantes. She felt as tgough she should busy herself. Her hands especially. So what better way to do that than to bake? She had been at it for nearly the whole day. Goblins, both young and old came by to check in on the Gem, but they only left with a pie or two in hand, Pearl still working away inside. Other pies at the ready and fresh along the counter.
Baking was something she could focus on. Baking and all of this moving and packing madness in which ALASTAIR expected of them within a few days' time. She works on pouring out some filling for two pies in particular. Apple flavored this time around. The filling oozes out of the bowl and into one of the pie crust pans. Again, her mind wanders.
She had no choice. She had to act. She had to stain her hands with blood. Killing living creatures. Blood had stained her hands. Her gem. How the life from the creature's eyes just faded away. Choking gasps. Blood curdling cries as they fell to the ground. She stares blankly ahead of herself, and only when her vision became blurry did she realize that the apple filling was overflowing from her pie.
Pearl inhales sharply, furrowing her brow as the filling had gotten all over the counter. Softly cursing to herself, she blinks away tears from the corner of her eyes as she sets the bowl down. Hastily, she tries to clean up what she can, trying to even out the filling inside the pan.]
Dear stars, look at yourself...!