Fairbanks
you people make me violent (inactive)
To Hisashi's surprise, he found the man in front of him dead before anything fun could happen. That made him angry, taking the rope off and walking around in front of the body to stare down at it. The breathing through his mask was loud, his tired beady hues barely able to be seen through the eye holes. The male inspected the body for some reason before taking his hands and legs, tying them up. There always was something he was afraid of- people waking up after thinking they were dead.
Hisashi mumbled and laughed to himself as he pulled out a scalpel from his pocket and went to work on the body. First it was the eyes, then the chest, then the fingers. He amused himself for a solid 20 minutes, feeling the excitement course through him. While doing this he daydreamed about Saiyuri and how perfect they were, at how much fate must have brought them together for such events to unfold. Once he was done, he stepped back a bit and took a look at the masterpiece he had made.
"Now that's much better." He gave a small nod and grabbed everything of his, making sure to leave no trace of anything left. Hisashi retreated back the way he came in, walking back to his house to clean up. There was blood all the gloves and chest of the coat so he made sure to stay in the shadows on the way home.
***
The two days it took for her to wake up were painful for him, seeing her in a state broke him. He had blocked out any thought of what had happened two nights before, leaving him almost as clueless as anyone. Hisashi was standing near the window, looking down on the passing people when he heard the slight noise of her head moving. His eyes darted towards her bed to see her eyes open, making him run to the beside, almost tripping over a chair. Even though the doctors and nurses told him she was okay, he panicked.
"Saiyuri! You're up! I'm so glad, we can be together forever now.." He looked like he didn't sleep for days and there was something strange about how he smiled at her.
Hisashi mumbled and laughed to himself as he pulled out a scalpel from his pocket and went to work on the body. First it was the eyes, then the chest, then the fingers. He amused himself for a solid 20 minutes, feeling the excitement course through him. While doing this he daydreamed about Saiyuri and how perfect they were, at how much fate must have brought them together for such events to unfold. Once he was done, he stepped back a bit and took a look at the masterpiece he had made.
"Now that's much better." He gave a small nod and grabbed everything of his, making sure to leave no trace of anything left. Hisashi retreated back the way he came in, walking back to his house to clean up. There was blood all the gloves and chest of the coat so he made sure to stay in the shadows on the way home.
***
The two days it took for her to wake up were painful for him, seeing her in a state broke him. He had blocked out any thought of what had happened two nights before, leaving him almost as clueless as anyone. Hisashi was standing near the window, looking down on the passing people when he heard the slight noise of her head moving. His eyes darted towards her bed to see her eyes open, making him run to the beside, almost tripping over a chair. Even though the doctors and nurses told him she was okay, he panicked.
"Saiyuri! You're up! I'm so glad, we can be together forever now.." He looked like he didn't sleep for days and there was something strange about how he smiled at her.