[Zelos doesn't have to be told twice to act; as soon as the ether signal is staring them right in the face, he fixes his usual mask back in place and sets his hands on his hips. He smiles, casual. Manages to keep the farce almost flawlessly for the most part, though when the door finally opens and he makes eye contact with one of his caretakers, Zelos feels a faint hiccup of terror bubble up his throat before he swallows it down and hums a greeting for her instead, acting the part, painting himself as the living decoy Sheena wants him to be.
And then it happens.
It's very fast, a little too fast, the way Sheena just springs up and puts a knife to the woman's throat. Almost like she's done this already before. Zelos barely has any time to react, but he can't do anything further than acting on the sharp surprise that pushes him forward as if he could do something about all of this anyway. He opens his mouth to say something, whatever, but by then Sheena has already plunged the knife into the woman's throat, and whatever words Zelos was going to say die on his tongue as he raises an arm to cover himself from the spray of blood that splashes on him.
His first thought is more along the lines of 'fucking hell, human blood is disgusting'. His second thought is somewhere else, wondering about the implications of Sheena fucking murdering a government official in cold blood, about sealing Zelos' fate. Stay or leave, Sheena offered. Zelos looks back at the woman's corpse, now hidden behind the door as Sheena wipes the blood off her knife on her, and slowly starts to realize that his driver has already made the choice for him.
And yet there's something... vaguely satisfactory, about it. Something that sings like justice in his core, something terrifying and deranged that he doesn't want to keep feeling, so he rips his gaze off the woman's dead stare and looks at Sheena instead, sealing away his emotions once again to make way for a shaky, blood-stained grin. Right--they're going to escape. He needs to focus.]
"Guess we're really running away, huh?" [he says, pushing himself past the static in his mind and legs to join Sheena as they exit the room. He spares a glance at Sheena's knife and laughs.] "That shitty knife's not gonna do it for you beyond that woman, though. Luckily for you, I think I can do you one better."
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And then it happens.
It's very fast, a little too fast, the way Sheena just springs up and puts a knife to the woman's throat. Almost like she's done this already before. Zelos barely has any time to react, but he can't do anything further than acting on the sharp surprise that pushes him forward as if he could do something about all of this anyway. He opens his mouth to say something, whatever, but by then Sheena has already plunged the knife into the woman's throat, and whatever words Zelos was going to say die on his tongue as he raises an arm to cover himself from the spray of blood that splashes on him.
His first thought is more along the lines of 'fucking hell, human blood is disgusting'. His second thought is somewhere else, wondering about the implications of Sheena fucking murdering a government official in cold blood, about sealing Zelos' fate. Stay or leave, Sheena offered. Zelos looks back at the woman's corpse, now hidden behind the door as Sheena wipes the blood off her knife on her, and slowly starts to realize that his driver has already made the choice for him.
And yet there's something... vaguely satisfactory, about it. Something that sings like justice in his core, something terrifying and deranged that he doesn't want to keep feeling, so he rips his gaze off the woman's dead stare and looks at Sheena instead, sealing away his emotions once again to make way for a shaky, blood-stained grin. Right--they're going to escape. He needs to focus.]
"Guess we're really running away, huh?" [he says, pushing himself past the static in his mind and legs to join Sheena as they exit the room. He spares a glance at Sheena's knife and laughs.] "That shitty knife's not gonna do it for you beyond that woman, though. Luckily for you, I think I can do you one better."