Shook hands with the devil

Tamsyn · 09-02-2020, 12:47 AM

She had already known that whatever Resin did it wasn’t going to be pretty. It was going to be brutal and messy and, if she was a betting woman, probably not quick. Osmond was just one piece of the puzzle in the world that she had come from, but he was a fairly substantial piece of it and she had no doubt that Resin wouldn’t go easy on him because of that. However, she hadn’t quite known just how violet Resin could be if given free reign to destroy someone as much as she wanted. The flow of blood started quickly and never really stopped. Her brother’s howls and yells of pain and agony quickly filled the air and stayed that way until he could no longer speak. Tamsyn couldn’t quite tell when he had actually died, but she knew he was. Of course he was, how could he not be? Eventually things shifted from merely killing the man to making it so that no one would be able to tell he was ever a fully formed being. Blood and guts went every where as Osmond’s body was ripped to pieces.

She kept expecting herself to look away or to feel afraid or concerned or something, but she didn’t. She didn’t look away and she barely flinched. She didn’t feel much of anything. She wasn’t happy or upset or disgusted. She was just... there. If anything, if she had to pick an emotion, she could say she was content and maybe a bit proud to call Resin hers. Once Resin finally stopped and she saw her lover sit among the core she had created instead of looking back toward them then Tamsyn began to feel concerned, but only then, not before.

Her gaze shifted to Sirius then, watching him as he kissed Resin’s cheek before he came to kiss hers as well. She looked at him for a moment and realized that her mind was still processing everything that had just happened. It wasn’t just the murder she had just witnessed - it was reliving the gripping fear of facing her brother again when she had been so sure that she had escaped him forever. She smiled softly and leaned up to press her nose to Sirius’ cheek in return. She was certain that the Warlord world be furious that he had missed out on a chance to partake in Resin’s brutal murder. She glanced to the woman at her side, honestly a bit surprised to realize that she had stayed for the whole ordeal as well. As much as she wanted to make sure she was okay, Resin was her top priority and always would be.

With Sirius there to keep Iona’s sister company, Tamsyn slipped away and went to where Resin was laying. She carefully stepped over some of the larger pieces of the corpse till she could stand in front of her lover. She knew that she would end up covering herself in the blood as well, but she didn’t care. She laid down in front of Resin and pressed her forehead to hers as she closed her eyes. The relief that had been hiding in the shadows of her mind came to the surface in overwhelming amounts and she quickly felt the tears stinging her eyes and emotion swelling in her throat. She never wanted to feel that fear again, not from anyone. Resin had taken that fear away and she would always be so incredibly grateful for that.

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