Vriska was quite familiar with crime. She'd seen the motion of "stab and kill" plenty of times, enough for it to become engrained in her mind as a regular action.
So the crime scene in front of her as she stood in the dark alley wasn't the biggest surprise to her.
Gold, like fangs, pierced through soft flesh. For how cunning the older Peixes was, she always seemed to leave something behind at the scene. This time, though, it happened to be her ever-so-prized trident.
Snatching the trident, Vriska was reminded of her frequent searches for things to steal. It was a favor she'd taken up when she was younger for her Mom, snatching up priceless items.
She always seemed to be lucky with this, but she never liked taking her chances.
She tucked the weapon under her arm. The body, she couldn't make out its face. She grasped a cold hand.
Soft, she thought, the only word that came to mind was soft. She'd have to think more, think of more words, she demanded herself.
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she moves thru moonbeams slowly (vrisfef)
Paranormalhumanstuck...or zombiemermaidstuck? lil romance thingy idk meet-cute but in a creepy way vriska falls in love! updates probably every friday or saturday? idk probably wont be consistent
