Kick.
"Are~ !"
Kick.
"Such ~ a piece of s**t~!"
Stomp.
"So this is what you get."
When it came to human suffering, Brassite was a less is more sort of girl. She didn't like watching people suffer. It was even a large part of what led to her getting recruited. Even those she chose to starseed, which, was basically murdering them right? Even those guys she usually made it quick. They might have deserved it, but she didn't deserve to watch them like, writhe or cry or any of that. What if she got a traumatic flashback? That'd totally kill the big justice vibes of the moment.
But like, sometimes...maybe a little suffering for certain sorts? Maybe it was because she wasn't prepared for this one. It wasn't the right timing, it was only supposed to be once a month at most! And she already a scumbag on deck, all researched up and in the process of being planned for! Brassite really liked being able to plan for big things, and murder was a pretty big thing, right?
But the thing about being a young teenage girl at night is that, even though she was now a super powered badass, civilians still only saw a young teen girl at night. By herself. With a sigh she shook her head and knelt down to pull his starseed. Some folks just insisted on culling ******** from the herd.
She paused as soon as she felt the aura of a page and debated whether to pull and deal with them or deal with them and then pull.
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