!!z0ABcqUnNAP 03/18/12(Sun)23:24 No.18375005|
"Kiara?" You ask in a hushed tone.
She makes no effort to respond, or even acknowledge you are there.
Instead, she walks slowly and deliberately toward the crowd, toward the senators. Their eyes glowing a faint red, they step back to allow her through.
Caesar, you know its Caesar now, coughs blood as he watches her approach.
And its a dazzling approach. She looks haughty, superior, as though this was all her plan. Maybe it was all her plan...
You don't speak Latin, hell you don't even know if you know any Latin words. Now, though, you can pick up on exactly what they are saying.
"Y-you?" Caesar gasps, blood oozing from his mouth. Frothy, pink lung blood.
"Me." Kiara smirks, before picking him up by his hair and dropping his head back onto the cold marble beneath.
You notice now that her purple eyes, subdued when you first saw them, are visibly glowing now, and brightly so.
"Evil?" Comes a quiet voice from behind you. Turning around, you see Kiara sitting on one of the marble rows, watching. Perhaps not sadly, but certainly without jubilation, as though crestfallen. She has her knees tucked up to her chest, her arms around them. You aren't sure how your subconscious put her into jeans, but that isn't too important.