Verity and Liam's Place, MHA #6, Monday Morning

[arboreal_priestess]

Verity watched the screens depicting Skywalker's last walk with a rictus that only barely passed itself off as a grin. She darted her eyes over to Liam, who was watching this with way too much satisfaction. She had been watching the whole thing, nodding right along with it, and then those gates had slammed shut and something within her had snapped.

At first, she'd been afraid that something really had snapped. That was a real danger when you were a porcelain music box ballerina. But no, it had just been her mind coming back to herself - and boy, she'd nearly snapped again when she realized she was made of porcelain - and realizing that she was watching a man walk to his own gruesome death.

"No!" she cried as the machine started up.

[Open for him who lives here, but also to anyone wanting to visit/intimidate. Liam modded with permission]

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[firstofitskind]

Liam cocked his head at her in confusion.

"It's only what he deserves," he said, as casually as one might say 'we're out of milk'.

(Not that they had milk so much as a piece of plastic shaped like a milk carton, but details).