Post by Charion McCarrion on Jun 23, 2020 20:14:21 GMT -5
Blooper reel
An intruder.
He would feel her presence before he saw her in the telekinetic grip that wrapped around his form to keep him bound in a single position. Lilith would step out of the shadows, sword already drawn and ready for an upward strike. The very tip of the single honed blade sliding up his chest, up his throat, and coming to rest at his chin. It was not deep; the strike was meant first as a warning and a way to place the blade directly at the right angle to drive upwards into the skull. Eyes of jade would recognize him then, widening in surprise. Had she made a mistake and misjudged?
The telekinetic hold would tighten as she observed the situation. The knife in his hands that throbbed with power, the way he stood over her mother, the way he was dressed.
"Kil'atha. I need you to be very specific with me as to why you are here."
She was always more powerful, but he had always been faster and more clever. Flicking the blade upward, it severed her telekinesis like burnt string and his gloved hand caught her blade while the knife came down in a flash on her shoulder. The drow who never missed landed his wrist on her clavicle, the blade not touching her then turned the blade outward so that the pommel rest against her neck. His hand slid quickly to grab her wrist, and pulling both her neck and wrist forward sharply, the blade slid cleanly through his chest, cleaving his lung and exiting his back. In the same motion, he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. There was no green light around the wound, only dark blood splashing to the ground. Weak already, his head fell to her shoulder, his lips curving into that playful, teasing smile. Wheezing, he struggled to form the breath.
"Because...I have always....wanted to....do that...."
Swallowing, a tear rode down his cheek.
"I'm....I'm sorry, Lil. I'm tired....3,000 years.....is enough. I wanted to....to pass by Our Lady.....and......and in.....the company of.....my friend."
He slumped then, falling to a knee.
"The book....my bag....destroy....destroy the knife.....it can harm.....harm Yana."
He licked his lips quietly, the light fading slowly.
"I apologize.....for....for stealing one last thing....that kiss. Tell El......I'm.....I'm sorry."
His lips twisted up playfully once more, his mirthful tone strained.
"I love....love you, my....my friend. Do....do me one.....one last favor?"
Lilith's eyes narrowed as Charion entered the room. Charion immediately snapped his neck. "Denied." Lilith snorted.
CUT!!
"Is this in the script? Can we remove the stuntwoman? AND... Can we get security in here? Reset the scene please."
"I love....love you, my....my friend. Do....do me one.....one last favor?"
Lilith removed her wig, wiping her mouth. "Ew. No." She lit a match, displaying her grayish skin. It was Charion again.
Her strike would have matched her sister's wrath, as she slammed her fist into his rib-cage.
"You stole a kiss... and I stole ye heart." She began rummaging around in his chest cavity, squishing all of the organs around... Now where is it?".
CUT!!!
"Let's try that again with Lilith this time. I'm going to need the cleanup crew in here tonight."
"I love....love you, my....my friend. Do....do me one.....one last favor?"
"Nope. Your breath smells like dishwater. We're gonna toss out your corpse tomorrow morning before the trash runs." Lilith shrugged and walked out of the room, swigging a bottle of DemonWyne.
CUT!!!! What in the hell?
"Vic, will you get the talent back to the set? I think we've seen enough of her "method" acting.
Damn it. Let's run it again once more from the top."
An intruder.
He would feel her presence before he saw her in the telekinetic grip that wrapped around his form to keep him bound in a single position. Lilith would step out of the shadows, sword already drawn and ready for an upward strike. The very tip of the single honed blade sliding up his chest, up his throat, and coming to rest at his chin. It was not deep; the strike was meant first as a warning and a way to place the blade directly at the right angle to drive upwards into the skull. Eyes of jade would recognize him then, widening in surprise. Had she made a mistake and misjudged?
The telekinetic hold would tighten as she observed the situation. The knife in his hands that throbbed with power, the way he stood over her mother, the way he was dressed.
"Kil'atha. I need you to be very specific with me as to why you are here."
She was always more powerful, but he had always been faster and more clever. Flicking the blade upward, it severed her telekinesis like burnt string and his gloved hand caught her blade while the knife came down in a flash on her shoulder. The drow who never missed landed his wrist on her clavicle, the blade not touching her then turned the blade outward so that the pommel rest against her neck. His hand slid quickly to grab her wrist, and pulling both her neck and wrist forward sharply, the blade slid cleanly through his chest, cleaving his lung and exiting his back. In the same motion, he pressed a gentle kiss to her lips. There was no green light around the wound, only dark blood splashing to the ground. Weak already, his head fell to her shoulder, his lips curving into that playful, teasing smile. Wheezing, he struggled to form the breath.
"Because...I have always....wanted to....do that...."
Swallowing, a tear rode down his cheek.
"I'm....I'm sorry, Lil. I'm tired....3,000 years.....is enough. I wanted to....to pass by Our Lady.....and......and in.....the company of.....my friend."
He slumped then, falling to a knee.
"The book....my bag....destroy....destroy the knife.....it can harm.....harm Yana."
He licked his lips quietly, the light fading slowly.
"I apologize.....for....for stealing one last thing....that kiss. Tell El......I'm.....I'm sorry."
His lips twisted up playfully once more, his mirthful tone strained.
"I love....love you, my....my friend. Do....do me one.....one last favor?"
Lilith's eyes narrowed as Charion entered the room. Charion immediately snapped his neck. "Denied." Lilith snorted.
CUT!!
"Is this in the script? Can we remove the stuntwoman? AND... Can we get security in here? Reset the scene please."
"I love....love you, my....my friend. Do....do me one.....one last favor?"
Lilith removed her wig, wiping her mouth. "Ew. No." She lit a match, displaying her grayish skin. It was Charion again.
Her strike would have matched her sister's wrath, as she slammed her fist into his rib-cage.
"You stole a kiss... and I stole ye heart." She began rummaging around in his chest cavity, squishing all of the organs around... Now where is it?".
CUT!!!
"Let's try that again with Lilith this time. I'm going to need the cleanup crew in here tonight."
"I love....love you, my....my friend. Do....do me one.....one last favor?"
"Nope. Your breath smells like dishwater. We're gonna toss out your corpse tomorrow morning before the trash runs." Lilith shrugged and walked out of the room, swigging a bottle of DemonWyne.
CUT!!!! What in the hell?
"Vic, will you get the talent back to the set? I think we've seen enough of her "method" acting.
Damn it. Let's run it again once more from the top."
