Chance Encounter WHO: Sissy+Danii WHERE: Alleyways of Lower-Plate WHEN: Late evening WHY: Suspicious activities tends to draw people
The demon got in a second's scream before Cecilia slit his throat.
Blood sprayed across her front and arms as she pulled back the large butcher knife. The demon's mouth was still moving, trying to trick her. If it was the demon's victim it was another trick, the demon was only letting them go long enough to beg for mercy on its behalf but she wasn't going to let herself be fooled. Oh no, no, no, others might be fooled and let the demons walk among them or go about unpunished but not her.
"Shhh, don't be such a sore loser!" Cecilia whispered brightly. "No one likes those. Accept it and die with a little grace! No?" She sighed as he hit the ground but still she graciously and reassuringly ran her hand over his face. "Shhhhh...I'll give you forgiveness soon so you can stop worrying..."
He was gone by the time she brought the knife to his forehead.
Twenty-five minutes later, a far distance away, gone was the dark blood-stained jacket, the gloves, hood, and knife, buried under a pile of trash in an alleyway. The black bird mask she kept tucked at the bottom of her bag. A heroine didn't throw away their lucky charm unless absolutely necessary.
Cecilia casually walked out of the alleyway and onto the street, back towards the general direction of Upper-Plate.