A MURDER.

[idolpro]

[ If you're a certain member of alcheME!: the floor drops out from under you, and—after a brief moment of utter darkness, you find yourself in the same room, but surrounded by different people. The bead strands wrap around your arms and legs, restraining you.

Well. Here you go. ]

Comments

[holdhandsandsing]

Would you please "hurry up".

[beautyofnature]

Ah, then...

Would you rather remain tied up?

[holdhandsandsing]

If I am untied, then "they" will complain if I do not "resist", yes? So it would be a pain. Please hurry up.

[beautyofnature]

[ Internally, weighing hand motions of, yeah sure she's feeling petty but is she feeling petty enough to make a show of this...

Man, it's a problem when your would-be victim has no interest in resisting at all.

She's going to kneel down to open her bag and --

...Pull out a sword...This bag is a little too small for a sword, wha??? ]

I'll make it quick, then.

[holdhandsandsing]

...

[He won't thank her, for obvious reasons. But he'll close his eyes and wait.]

[beautyofnature]

[ She does deliver on what she said she'd do -- serenely, swiftly, she stabs the sword into N's neck. ]

[holdhandsandsing]

[Fish: gutted.]