041 x 140 // video // 4th wall

[dignity_misery]

[ Carla Morir is quiet for a moment looking down into the camera, after that moment however she smiles wryly, lifting it to point at this gentleman. He gives her an irritated look, fiddling out a cigarette to blow the smoke at her.

All Carla has to say is this, ]

Someone come take this prick off my hands before I kill him.


[[ooc; I am weak. All of your 4th wall madness is welcome to me. Her brother Donovan (no_affection) may pipe up as well.]]

Comments

[cloister]

I haven't heard of those before. How sharp are their teeth?

[dignity_misery]

They're corpses. Reanimated corpses. Their teeth aren't sharp, but they'll do anything it takes to eat and they don't feel pain.

[Laying it out like it doesn't cause her any discomfort is just one of her coping mechanisms. Truthfully, her stomach has been squirming for a while now.]

[cloister]

It would at least make an interesting fight to watch. I hope they bleed.

[the changeling remains oblivious. she often is.]

[dignity_misery]

Very slowly.

[She prefers it not be noticed.]

[cloister]

That would do.

[dignity_misery]

You should head Underground if you want to watch fights while you're here.

[cloister]

I don't know what I want to do, exactly. And I don't know where that is, except down.

[dignity_misery]

Maybe you should get on with deciding.