I'll bleed you dry now [Closed]

[calledmenasir]

Who| Nasir and Felicity
What| Nasir is a mindless monster. Felicity is his friend. Naturally she needs to put him out of his misery before he ends up killing her.
Where| Near the Orchard
When| Week 6
Warnings/Notes| A lot of violence, body horror, a corpse, and someone who has totally lost it.

To say that Nasir had seen better days would be a horrible understatement.

Nasir's body had changed since the last time he had encountered Felicity. The bronze skin of before had peeled to reveal something pale, a disgustingly glistening white. Teeth with a sharp points were pushing out the ones he had and his gums itched and ached constantly. His hair, carefully managed even in the arena, had fallen out bit by bit until nothing but strands remained. He was nearly unrecognizable. Once you added onto that the wounds he'd sustained fighting Venus-- the broken arm and wounds that were still breaking open and bleeding as he moved, he was in a miserable, pathetic state.

He wanted to tear something apart but when the fight with Venus had ended he'd retreated to where Agron's corpse had been and stayed there, beside the rotting remains, trying to ignore the smell of dried blood and decaying flesh. He sat on the ground next to the body and waited for the pain to subside, knowing that it wouldn't. Knowing it wouldn't matter even if it did. Another hurt would still be there.

When he heard footsteps he looked up from Agron's discolored face and stood, clutching his crowbar tight enough that his knuckles cracked.

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[iphigeneia]

Though she was afraid, she did not whimper. Instead, she used his falter to her advantage, withdrew her knife from his side, and plunged it in again. As she did she let out a mighty scream, as if she were summoning the strength of Diana herself to slay this beast of a man. Again she struck him, and again, and again. Not every cut was deep. Some were superficial and shallow, but her cry was fierce and she was determined that no matter how many times her smacked her, no matter how much it hurt, she would take him out too. If she died, so would he.

[calledmenasir]

Nasir sucked in a breath as the dagger not only bit into his skin but pushed past it and sank in deep. Then he felt the pain again, this time in his stomach, followed by a shallow cut but the damage was done. He had several mortal wounds. His blood spilled from his body onto Felicity. It pooled in his mouth and he coughed as he rolled off of her and onto the ground.

Now that he was overcome with pain, now that he was dying, the weakness seemed to drain the anger from him.

"You--" He coughed. "Fought well."

The Arena was over. He had come close-- painfully close-- but in the end it hadn't been enough. He'd been struck down by a friend he never should have attacked.

[iphigeneia]

Panic coursed over her and she felt like she might get sick. Covered in his blood, beaten and bruised, his corpse lie on next to her in a still warm mess. Weakened, Felicity shivered as she tried to pull herself together and get to her feet. It was too much. He'd pushed her as hard as anyone ever had and for that, she was nearly in hysterics and desperate for it all to end.

"You fool! You're such a fool!" Fee's entire body shook as she broke down into sobbing. "I hope you're happy, you monsters! I told you--" She sniffled, wiping her eyes with blood stained hands. "I told you. I'm not just another little plaything. I'm a bloody goddess."

But instead of standing, gathering her strength and bolting into the fog, she curled up to Nasir's body, arm slung over his torso. And then she cried. She gave no thought to being spotted now. The sooner someone found her, the sooner it would all be done.