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Originally Posted by Celestial
They stood over the bodies. Arms crossed over their chest as they admired their work. Leaving the anonymous tip was the last thing to do before they were able to abandon site and move onto the next few targets. Than their phone rang and a few seconds passed before they answered it. "Yes... It is done... Drop the payment off tomorrow at the gas station back alley... Left corner between the pizza place. Yes." a moment passed before they set the phone down and fracked their knuckles within the black gloves. Looking over to their partner they only smirked and nodded "shall we?" they asked steppign over one of the bodies and reaching the apartment door opening it a crack and peering out for anybody.
[ Last dyeing moments of Aspen & tord ]
Aspen looking over at tord, she had sworn to protect him with her life. But by doing so.. She had got them both killed. Her face was bleeding with bruises already on her face. She had lost to much blood.. The feeling in her body had left her hours ago. And she was so aware of how much they were enjoying their suffering. It was sick. She looked across the bloodstaine carpet at tore who was in worse shape than she was, reaching out a weakened hand Aspen grasped his own cold one with her hand. She was crying and she wasn't even aware of it... So she grabbed his hand and clutched onto it in a loving way. She had appreciated and loved tords friendship more than almost anything in the world. "I- I'm so sorry tord... I'm so sorry"
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A short woman stood next to the other person, her eyes glowing with a sort of satisfaction. She didn’t seem like one that would be finding herself in this kind of situation, and being happy about it. However, she obviously was one of those people, looking at her parter with a smirk clear on her face. She obviously was proud, and for looking so innocent, she was practically Satan. As her partner turned to her, she nodded, following their steps, lightly jumping over the bodies, trying to keep blood from touching her. That was her least favorite part. Once she had passed all of that, she looked out of the door, waiting for her partner to move before she made any severe movements that would definitely give away anything.
Tord was curled up in a ball, pain affecting him so much that he could barely feel anything anymore. Strings of hair were sticking out everywhere, and his clothes were cut in every place you could think of. He was quiet now, too much in pain to really speak without sending waves screaming through his body. Why was he in this situation? He didn’t know what he had done. As a hand made a way into his, Tord went limp, trying to see through the dots racing across his vision. However, in the end, he didn’t see anything, making a sort of grunt in reply. Darkness was staring to creep into his eyes, and he let it consume him, curled up in a tight ball, the immense pain covering his body finally vanishing as he finally stopped breathing.