[2nd Kill] Actually Killing

[possessivelove]

Characters: Yuno and Karkat
Location: Larmline Apartments; Second Floor, Room 6
Time: Feburary 13, Mid-Morning
Status: Closed
Mid-morning
[OOC: As a warning, this post will contain death/blood/gore!] 

Today's the day. And it's going to happen, again and again. It has to happen.

The curse had ended now, which had cheered up most of the foreigners in Vatheon, but Yuno was far from being cheerful. Her encounter with Karkat Vantas at the ball had been an....interesting one. He had plenty to say to the girl, after all. Rotting corpses and cages were certainly a triggering topic for her, and he was very clearly trying to set her off.

The troll was a threat to her relationship and only happiness she had to hold onto. So was Eridan for that matter, he had to have told Karkat her dark secret due to his choices of wording to her. With that kind of information, it wouldn't be hard to tear her precious Yukki away from her...and then...

No, I can't have that happen, can I? Yuno told herself. She had been staring directly at the door of the unlit room she'd been in for quite a long while now. Her eyes held a vacant look to them, but inside that vacancy something still appeared to be stirring inside of her, something not quite right. This was a look of insanity, and it meant no good for anyone to walk through that door Yuno had been standing next to all this time, wielding the kitchen knife she had in her tight grip.

Someone should be home soon, and it wouldn’t matter who it was. Yuno was ready.

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[possessivelove]

The blow his fist landed on her was surprising, enough to cause her to lose the grip on Karkat's arm as she stumbled backward a bit, allowing him a possible chance to get away. He was open enough for Yuno to make another attempt at his throat..she couldn't lose this chance, she was so close!

Fierce determination built up inside of her. Blocking out the pain- if only for this moment- Yuno made a wild slash at Karkat's neck once again, all her might put into reaching his throat despite the bit of distance they had been separated from his hit. Karkat was not going to get away from her.

The knife made contact with his grey skin, and before either of the two knew it, there was bright red blood seeping from the wound she'd caused. Yuno let go of the knife, leaving it protruding from Karkat's neck as if the fact it was sliced open wasn't bad enough for the poor troll.

"See, my love is stronger." A slight smile crept upon her face.

[bethehugejerk]

Freedom! Karkat jerked his arm away as soon as her felt her grip release, while his own tightened on the handle of his sickle. Inasmuch as this was her chance, so was it his: it would end with the next blow. He want forward as though to swing his weapon down on her--

--and found a knife in his neck.

"Hrrghk," came the sound from him. His arm, which had halted midair, now dropped. The sickle fell from his hand. Above all, it hurt, strange and foreign and wrong, the feel of his own neck slit open. He could feel blood seeping down from the gash, how hot at first (but the whole wound burned), then cooling too quick as it slid down chest and shirt. Abruptly, he fell to his knees.

The redness caught him as he raised his hands before him. For all he knew and had seen himself bleed before, to see so much at once bored the shade into his head like none other. Worse, though, was that he could feel it. Not just the pour from his wound, but inside it was filling up his lungs, burbling with each attempt at breath that couldn't draw air. I'm drowning, he thought to himself, for what little thought he could muster, simple as realizing a twist in a movie. Stupid - he should have called himself stupid, called himself on it, of course he was drowning, but he couldn't. His head was growing too light.

He hit the floor with a soft thump. Tipped back, spine to carpet, blood pooling sticky around him. Maybe it would have been quicker if she had just pulled the knife out, let that side bleed - surely she had to have hit something important - but instead everything faded. Temperature, sensation, awareness, self - then nothing.

[possessivelove]

Yuno watched Karkat as he began to realize what had exactly happened. The blood seeping from his neck was unusual to her, it was much too bright of a red compared to human blood. She'd almost think it wasn't really even blood if she hadn't been standing there, watching it all flood out of him.

He hit the floor. Well, that was that, she thought. It was time to go home and prepare breakfast for Yukki! But she'd ought to lock up the room, shouldn't she! Yuno looked around the floor near the door. Karkat had dropped the room key around here, she only needed to find it before out. After a moment of searching, she located it.

One last thing..she should probably take his SFC, too, while she was at it. It could be important, after all, she could return both of these things once she was done with them anyway. Yuno attempted to get it off of his person without having to touch any blood, but a bit did manage to get on her fingers as she swiped the communicator off of his corpse. That would need to be washed off when she was home.

Checking the hallway first to make sure nobody was out, she exited the room and shut the door, leaving it cracked a moment to get a last glimpse of Karkat's lifeless body soaked in blood. It was for the best.

The door was locked and shut. Time to go cook.