“I wouldn’t hurt you at all anyway, you moron. Hmph, I may be blind, yes but, that doesn’t mean I cannot fight.” Weiss responded rather sternly and with touches of irritation throughout. Being reminded of her impairment was always annoying and somewhat painful.
She continued to grimace at the sound of blood fall, a horrid sound. She felt 3D approaching her, intentions were still unclear; what could she be up to. Weiss gave a slight face, feeling the other’s lips brush against her cheek. Disgusting.
“I do show it. Perhaps you’re the blind one in this room, hm? Also, what did you put on my face. Get it o f f.”
◣ ☣ ◥ “ Ah, shush your face, princess. I’ll get it off. Calm down. ”
Idly smearing every last ounce of blood all her fingers on her legs and shorts, the entity’s lithe fingers reached up and brushed the smear of blood off the heiress’ cheek. Her lips pursed in concentration; once again brushing against Weiss’ skin again, absent of blood this time. Until she’d start hacking it up again, that is.
Eventually 3D let out a small groan of pain, hand falling to her gashed abdomen. She’d forgotten about that. It was a weird thing to forget, being gashed in the abdomen with a broken glass bottle. Whilst pain never usually bothered her, the glass dug into small crevices of the wounds. The blonde doubled over in pain, hair even brushing against the floor.
“ Oh… fuck, that h u r t s ... ”
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◣ ☣ ◥ “ Th-ank you. ” A bloodied hand was wiped against her thigh to rid itself of any excess crimson, the blonde...
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