“Dismembering? I don’t doubt that. Killing? I do doubt, just a little. And if your victim doesn’t feel threatened by what you’re laying down, should you trust me to keep a secret?” Quite the thinker. Sorrell keeps her lips in a slight frown, using blue hues to observe the other more than she had done before.
“Perhaps, sir, it’s you that doesn’t understand what I’m capable of.” She was thinking very narrow minded at the moment. She’s never met a killer in real life, someone who would be willing to hurt her. She wanted to prove herself, prove that she couldn’t be killed off so easily. Prove her worth, even if it was to a creep like this. Stupid. She’s so very, very stupid.
♛【 Most people would have booked it by now; terrified, knowing he was completely serious, when he talked on and on about killing them and possibly dismembering them. “You’re not a victim; Keep talking like this and I’ll make you a top priority on my list.” Edgar didn’t really keep a list but he thought it was somewhat intimidating to say that he kept a list. 】
♛【 “I will admit; I admire that you haven’t run in the other direction, like most people would have.” Using the term admire loosely, he replied, pushing his hair out of his face again; The blood on his hands, clothes, face and hair had caked up and dried by now. He was a complete mess, soaked in the blood of his victims, hair too messy to even mess with, his white button up shirt now a dark maroon. 】
The girl paused, looking at the freak again to listen. Ah, so playing stupid wasn’t a good option? Whatever. She took a tiny shuffle backwards when he approached. God— don’t touch her with those stained hands. It’s much too difficult to get blood out of cloth. Especially pale cloth.
“I’m not one for blood.” She mumbles a small response. “And I’m not so sure you can trust me.” Sorrell tilts her head. Maybe her condition would freak him out a little, and as much as she loved scaring people— now wasn’t really the time for that.
She doesn’t seem to care.
“You’re tiny threats of killing me, mean nothing.” Maybe if he lit her on fire— that would work fine but otherwise, it wasn’t easy to do.
♛【 The young man examined her quickly; he stroked his chin, with his not-so-bloodied hand. “So I can’t trust you and you consider my threats of possibly killing you and dismembering you amongst a heavily wooded area tiny, hm?” Of course, that was just one option for how to dispose of her body, he could come up with a number of rather creative was to dispose of a body after all. 】
♛【 “Perhaps, you don’t understand just what I’m capable of.” Edgar had been running a freakshow of a circus; he had been in this business for over eleven years, the body count in this room was nothing compared to his earlier massacres. 】
What she walked in on was disgusting, and had the possibility of staining her skin. She wasn’t afraid, any damage he could do with the little knife he hand could be stitched back up for her. No, Sorrell was more so worried that his bloody hand would touch her and soil the fabric of her pale skin. How horrible.
Still, watching life leave a body wasn’t something she saw everyday. That was her second thought. What damage did this boy have that was so bad that he felt the need to end a life?? Once she saw the mess, her eyes went up and refused to leave his to look again. She knew what was there. Maybe if she pretended she didn’t see it….? Maybe she could get away.
Her lips part slightly, taking in a little air that would lead to her breathy response. “H-hi. Uhm….wrong room…..” Then she would attempt to backtrack her steps. Wrong room— was right.
♛【 Brown eyes met hers, a witness to his murdering spree; how delightful for him. He stood up from the mess, the knees of his pants absolutely soaked in blood. Edgar began to walk towards her, “What you saw here, Miss,” He tapped his lips with his the side of his pointer finger, “If you speak to anyone about it, I will find you and I’m sure you can tell what I’ll do.” 】
♛【 Blood was still pouring out of the victims neck, the young man turned back around to the mass amount of bodies; smiling, watching as the blood poured out of the victims like a fountain, leaving a lake of blood under their bodies. “It’s quite a lovely sight.” Edgar mumbled, more to his self than to the other, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. 】
♛【 “Welcome to Cirque Du L'Enfer, Miss. The next act doesn’t start for quite some time but there are plenty of sideshows and game to keep you occupied til then.” 】
