Nine lives with a little pushLike most substances, blood does have its appropriate setting. As much as its presence in, say, a fancy dining salon would be a decent setting scene for a mystery, in a butcher's shop, it is if not expected, at least unsurprising.Nine lives with a little push by VAEisenberg
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As such, Burmice's reaction was hardly different when she entered her shop, pleasantly exhausted after rehearsal of Three Steps up the Ladder (the role of the duke's scheming plenipotentiary might as well have been written for her) , only to happen to a shallow pool of it, with small, filthy feline footsteps leading away.
"Liothe's tits, Muri, what did you catch this time. I swear if I catch you eating it in my bed once again i'll hang you by the tail from the sausage rack." she cursed, but a small prideful smile crept upon her face all the same. After all, for all her faults, the cat was an impressive hunter, and lately increasingly prone to bringing her prey home to show.
Her gaze tracked the footprints, which carried on through the door to the living room,
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The small file snapped near the tip, its stubbed leftover slipping and ruining the delicate glyph that decorated the finger-bone.
"Lolth's tits, I...screw it!"
With a sudden surge of vitality, Burmice grabbed the handful of screw-ups from the provisional altar in front of her and tossed them at the wall. They scattered across the subterranean room, save one knuckle-bone which bounced off a brick, and hit her right eye.
"...fucking ENOUGH!" Her eye twitching, she grabbed the little offender and crushed it to powder between her fingers.
And now for the eye-drops. Where the fuck did I put my eye-drops
It was one of those days, the sort that seemed to happen a lot more often ever since she moved to Castleton. A day that started with being woken from trance by a cramp, carried on with a stubbed toe which led to burns from the tea mug in her hand, and now, a hour and half of eye-straining work ruined because of the files being made of rotheshit.
The considerably irritat