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OH TO CHOKE YOU, LOVE!
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( Neck on neck, fist to fist, we seethe and fume like animals. As long as you're the one to purloin my heart, will i forever be undone. Death by contrasting enmity. )
*violence: i do not support toxic relationships, albeit Regulus and Circe aren't together & can have a little brawl if they wish :) + minor mentions of past rape
—"WHAT?" CIRCE ASKED, THE colour diminishing from her face. She'd had her fair share of shock for the week, and so in this peculiar situation, she went into a state of incredulity. It didn't make sense, none of what he was saying added up. How? How could he have known? Even if Regulus was to understand Praesidium and it's true intentions, he couldn't...shouldn't be able to speak her real name. Einar. The words jumbled and scattered in the girls head. Einar. Einar.
Regulus raised his brow, moving towards a sofa that'd been conjured by the room. "Sit down. I'll explain everything."
"I have to—" she dug her hands into roots of her hair, "I have to get rid of him."
Regulus' lips remained stationary until Avery was nothing more, his pupils widening slightly as the girl chanted an unknown spell, causing skin and bone and blood to tangle together and disappear into nothing. As if he was never there. As if Vincent Avery didn't exist.
But he did. At one point in time, he had been alive and pulsing. And now he was dead.
The Black should have cared, and if it was a year prior, he might've. Albeit since then, he'd witnessed death in its nasty, raw form, and so the body of a rapist didn't unsettle him. In a way, it made him assuaged; someone had finally taken equity into their own, crimson hands. So he stayed there, fixated on her until there was no more obstacles between them and the truth. He sat there and he bathed in her presence, and it didn't matter that she'd murdered someone, because quite frankly, he wouldn't have done anything different in Circe's situation.
