badfic_manor | Fourth Act // [Accidental Video]

[The feed begins on a very loud sickening crack noise. That would be the sound of a skull breaking. The Blackberry falls to the floor to see the body of Kuja's Mary Sue hit the floor just afterwards, blood pooling around the wound. For extra measure he lets off a flare over her body, it's just there burning... Kuja appears in the background. There's a cold sweat on his brow. There's a heavy golden candlestick in his hand caked in blood on the side. His hands are shaking. He never had a problem with killing people, but that's not the problem here. The Author sent these damned crones and wretches in to kill them all. For what purpose he doesn't know. But he didn't need telling twice when he saw the feed of Elizabeth and her Stu.

Throwing the thing aside he slumps into his chair. The room smells awful. The burning flesh is making his stomach turn. It's disgusting. His head snaps up and stares directly at the feed, realising it's on by the red light.]

She was trying to kill me. It's been their intents all along. I've seen what they've been doing. Strike before they have the chance.

[He stands up and retrieves the blackberry from the floor. The video is shaky, his hands are still trembling.]

Allow me and it shall be quick.
((OOC: Yes, emotionally fragile psychopaths introduced to paranoia aren't a good mix. Anyone want some Sue/Stu extermination for free?))

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[He looks away, down to the smouldering body on the floor.]

That's a first. I don't need any help. I'm fine by myself.

[He admittedly sounds more bitter than self assured.]

I want that festering crone out of here.

[She looks at him in concern]

That may be, but it doesn't change the fact that you need to dispose of her properly..

[Kuja's brows furrow and makes a face.]

It would help if this place had a furnace or a graveyard...Where on earth could I leave it? I'm not giving it the privilege of a proper burial. It doesn't deserve it.

[This is him refusing to even acknowledge the Sue.]

[Mmm, not the best thing to say to her~

She frowns at him]

Everyone deserves a proper burial. And besides, we don't have much of choice, but if you're not going to help me you might as well leave me to do it in peace

[Kuja just makes a noise of annoyance.]

Like I'm going to let you. She was my annoyance I shall deal with it.

[getting off the chair finally he scoops up his ruined duvet. Yanking the duvet from inside the sheet he then uses his magic to levitate the corpse from the floor and into the cover.]

I know exactly who I can leave these with. If you want to make yourself useful canary then clean this mess.

[Robin steps back from the mess as Kuja sorts it. She looks a little surprised when he levitates the corpse, but she says nothing. When he tells her to clean up, she scowls at him]

I'm not a cleaner - and my name's Robin, not 'canary'-

[She sighs in frustration as she watches him leave the room]

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