Tuesday, December 6, 2011

On Flies And Parlors

"So they finally sent someone to try and kill me, and a woman even, someone has a sense of humor." The voice echoed in the building, it didn't seem to be coming from one place specifically but all places. Marian held the shotgun in front of her trying to check for the source of the noise.

"You've gone too far councilman, they can't hide your problems any longer." It was a lie Marian had no idea if he went too far, or not far enough, all she knew was she had been told to kill him or she'd die, not much of an option.

"Please they wouldn't tell you why you need to kill me, I'm sure they even threatened to kill you should you not try.  You are just their errand girl, and not the first, you'll mark their fifth failed attempt at killing me." Marian shot, a darkened cabinet exploded in wood and glass from the impact, the councilman was not inside. She felt a chill run down her back that solified into a block of ice.  It was so cold it burned, from the house laughter erupted. Marian dropped to her back and the ice shattered (see there's where fire is a boon and ice is just something for people who got the raw deal, personal opinion of course), she fired behind her because she doesn't understand how magic works (I did not say this opinion to her while she related this story to me), and of course just destroyed more furniture bringing more laughter. Marian realized she had to control the enviroment, so instead of remaining in the big open room, she rushed to a side room.

She ran in and slammed the door behind her, the room was lit by oil lamps like most places were, though it was a bit too bright compared to other rooms she'd been in, and Marian could immediately see why.  Incased in unnatural ice around the room were the heads and naked bodies of several women of various ages. It was so grotesque a scene Marian had to fight back a feeling of vomit. Whatever else was going on with this guy this was enough for Marian to want to crush the life out of him and watch him die.  And she had a perfect plan to do it seeing his frozen trophies...

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