For the past few days she's been going non-stop, hitting up as many Nightmarescapes as she could. It was obvious that she was burning herself out, but she knew that time wasn't on her side anymore. For the sake of the ticket that she collected and herself, much less so for the rest of the town, she had a mission that she absolutely needed to finish.
She wanted to pawn it off on someone else. Desperately, wanted to just give it to someone else to tell them to deal with it, but then she'd have to deal with the consequences of that. Hearing more about how she's putting everyone at risk by not going to anyone sooner. When was she supposed to? When she was sleeping? When everyone in town lost their memories? While everyone was killing each other? She sure as hell wasn't going to do it now, now that everyone else's self-preservation rang true, and rang against her. It was a pain in the ass, and she didn't want to deal with it.
Speaking of things she didn't want to deal with.
She felt tired. Too tired. In the back of her mind, she tried to figure what would help... coffee, probably. Coffee and cream. She was more into tea, but there were multiple times that she had to switch to coffee during particularly long stakeout missions. Which was neither good for those she was staking out with or the Darkstalker they inevitably found. In her groggy daze it was already hard for her to see where she was going, and she passed through the doors of the new chocolate shop.
With an incredibly sleepy yawn, she goes up to the counter. In her mind it was the cafe, but that girl had probably moved into that new store she created. Shouldn't be a problem. ]
Tall coffee, please. Just a little cream. No sugar.
[ It hasn't registered who she's talking to yet. ]
[ Of all the people to show up at her brand new, awesome chocolate shop, Lilith hadn't expected the hunter. It's unbelievable, really. She walked in without a care, headed directly to the counter, and without even the slightest hesitation sought to order...
a coffee. squint.
Was this girl serious? Did she really waltz in to a chocolate shop, Lilith's chocolate shop, just to order a coffee? Lilith leans over the counter, hands placed delicately on the marble, and stares long and hard at Bonnie. God, the girl looked like an utter mess, and who was she trying to fool with that outfit? Herself?
It's almost comical, the entire situation. Weren't her last words to Lilith something along the lines of "Burn in Hell"? That icy stare, replaced by a barely cognizant gaze. Acting like nothing was wrong, like Lilith was just any other person in her life. ]
Dear... [ A shit eating smirk. ] Do you miss me that much?
[ The voice jars her out of her daze long enough for her to finally gather her bearings. The area was actually unfamiliar, unlike the cafe that she had initially avoided due to the figure behind the counter, occasionally serving meals. No-- this was that shop, wasn't it? She walked here in a stupor, and now she was face to face with--
Her.
The hunter's face turned stony with a frustrated sick of her teeth. Goddamn it, of course she looked so smug, so satisfied with herself. She killed her, killed that girl, and she got away with it. She started a business for heavens sake. Lilith looks like someone who knew how victorious she was, smirking at the girl she bested.
It was too exhausting after all. No witty comeback, no comment to be made. She doesn't look angry or as if she's going to attack. Instead, she turns on her heel. Not giving her this benefit. ]
[ It wasn't as clear cut as it seemed. Certainly, Lilith was acting her usual self, but Bonnie didn't see all the time she spent in her house in complete darkness. The thoughts continued to swarm, the disappointment and frustration directed her way for reasons she didn't understand. It was fine, what she did to Bonnie. It had to be fine, because if it wasn't then she'd have to dwell on matters.
She only did what she had to in order to guarantee her safety, and if this encounter was any indication, it worked. ]
[ In her head, the extra casual way that Lilith spoke to her spoke volumes of how she handled everything. If she were still in the mindset of the girl who-- for who knows what reason-- was interested in making peace so that they can handle their business easily from then on, this would be the time to do it. Finally, all of the debts have been repaid. The issue was that she wasn't anymore. There was no peace to be had anymore. She wasn't going to lay down and pretend that nothing happened, not anymore.
She's turned around, making her way towards the door, because she knows what'll happen if she stays. If she sees that face anymore. It won't look like a face anymore when she's done.
Before she can make it, a hard swallow passes through her throat. She's even making jokes. The hunter doesn't turn, and staring at the floor, not bothering to deal with anything else. But she can't help but say. ]
You love this, don't you.
[ Bitter. Not a hint of that little girl that taunted Lilith time and time again. ]
You won. And you're loving it. You got me to agree to something that went against everything I stand for, just to kill me. Look at you. You have everything now.
You killed that girl, and you got away with it. [ Her hands clench. She doesn't tremble... in fact, she's still. As still as a corpse. ]
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For the past few days she's been going non-stop, hitting up as many Nightmarescapes as she could. It was obvious that she was burning herself out, but she knew that time wasn't on her side anymore. For the sake of the ticket that she collected and herself, much less so for the rest of the town, she had a mission that she absolutely needed to finish.
She wanted to pawn it off on someone else. Desperately, wanted to just give it to someone else to tell them to deal with it, but then she'd have to deal with the consequences of that. Hearing more about how she's putting everyone at risk by not going to anyone sooner. When was she supposed to? When she was sleeping? When everyone in town lost their memories? While everyone was killing each other? She sure as hell wasn't going to do it now, now that everyone else's self-preservation rang true, and rang against her. It was a pain in the ass, and she didn't want to deal with it.
Speaking of things she didn't want to deal with.
She felt tired. Too tired. In the back of her mind, she tried to figure what would help... coffee, probably. Coffee and cream. She was more into tea, but there were multiple times that she had to switch to coffee during particularly long stakeout missions. Which was neither good for those she was staking out with or the Darkstalker they inevitably found. In her groggy daze it was already hard for her to see where she was going, and she passed through the doors of the new chocolate shop.
With an incredibly sleepy yawn, she goes up to the counter. In her mind it was the cafe, but that girl had probably moved into that new store she created. Shouldn't be a problem. ]
Tall coffee, please. Just a little cream. No sugar.
[ It hasn't registered who she's talking to yet. ]
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a coffee. squint.
Was this girl serious? Did she really waltz in to a chocolate shop, Lilith's chocolate shop, just to order a coffee? Lilith leans over the counter, hands placed delicately on the marble, and stares long and hard at Bonnie. God, the girl looked like an utter mess, and who was she trying to fool with that outfit? Herself?
It's almost comical, the entire situation. Weren't her last words to Lilith something along the lines of "Burn in Hell"? That icy stare, replaced by a barely cognizant gaze. Acting like nothing was wrong, like Lilith was just any other person in her life. ]
Dear... [ A shit eating smirk. ] Do you miss me that much?
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Her.
The hunter's face turned stony with a frustrated sick of her teeth. Goddamn it, of course she looked so smug, so satisfied with herself. She killed her, killed that girl, and she got away with it. She started a business for heavens sake. Lilith looks like someone who knew how victorious she was, smirking at the girl she bested.
It was too exhausting after all. No witty comeback, no comment to be made. She doesn't look angry or as if she's going to attack. Instead, she turns on her heel. Not giving her this benefit. ]
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[ It wasn't as clear cut as it seemed. Certainly, Lilith was acting her usual self, but Bonnie didn't see all the time she spent in her house in complete darkness. The thoughts continued to swarm, the disappointment and frustration directed her way for reasons she didn't understand. It was fine, what she did to Bonnie. It had to be fine, because if it wasn't then she'd have to dwell on matters.
She only did what she had to in order to guarantee her safety, and if this encounter was any indication, it worked. ]
For the record, I don't serve coffee.
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She's turned around, making her way towards the door, because she knows what'll happen if she stays. If she sees that face anymore. It won't look like a face anymore when she's done.
Before she can make it, a hard swallow passes through her throat. She's even making jokes. The hunter doesn't turn, and staring at the floor, not bothering to deal with anything else. But she can't help but say. ]
You love this, don't you.
[ Bitter. Not a hint of that little girl that taunted Lilith time and time again. ]
You won. And you're loving it. You got me to agree to something that went against everything I stand for, just to kill me. Look at you. You have everything now.
You killed that girl, and you got away with it. [ Her hands clench. She doesn't tremble... in fact, she's still. As still as a corpse. ]