death will be their acquisition

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Who: Aramat and your NPC's
What: Aramat's just minding her own business with some possible retail therapy until there's... a disturbance.
When: May 14th
Where: The Vista City Mall
Warnings: Stabby, stab, stab. <3


There's no obvious melancholy plaguing her today nor any disturbing visions.  It's a nice calm day out in Vista City, so Aramat decides to go out and buy some nice things at the mall. (After all she can nearly buy anything and everything there.) Dressed nicely with her purse on her wrist, she wonders from store to store.

Eventually news will get out that Datura is out in the mall.

Comments

NPC - Sariel may show up later

[psyvampexperiment]

A short, dark-haired guy wearing a multi-pocketed canvas vest over a tee shirt and cargo pants, the pockets full of 35mm film canisters for the analogue camera hanging on a strap about his neck might be walking at some near distance, snapping fast film of her from under an escalator. He'll pause only to pop one roll out of the camera and slot another one into it, before moving in to film her at closer range, narrowing the gap between them, till he's maybe ten feet away, a few random shoppers drifting through the gap...

Re: NPC - Sariel may show up later

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Admittedly she never got used to cameras on her 24/7. She tries to walk faster, with Avery trailing her.

Re: NPC - Sariel may show up later

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The camera goon gets closer, still taking quick shots, using up another roll, slotting it out, pocketing it, slotting in another. By now, he's getting painfully close, less than ten feet away. A passing fan, a dark-haired girl with glasses, wearing a tee shirt with the Emperor in Violet's sigil might yell out, "Hey, let the flower have some space to spread her petals!"

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It's slowly starting to grate on her nerves. Both the fan and constant camera clicks.

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And the damn camera guy has gotten within about five feet, stopping only to swap cameras, for something that does not have a long range lens... Much too close for anyone's comfort...

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And now Aramat is ununcomfortable. She tries to be polite for now.

"Excuse me, but you're getting rather close."

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"Just wanna get a good shot," the guy says, cluelessly, taking the cap off the lens of the second camera around his neck. The fangirl at the near distance is now glaring at him and shaking her head.

At this point, Sariel might be approaching, head down, wearing a grey fedora and dark glasses in a bid to hide his identity. He hasn't seen anything just yet...

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"You've had enough shots to be honest." And the annoyqnce gets in her voice.

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"Just one more?" the camera goon pleads, and he'll take a quick shot, even before he gets an answer.

The fangirl frowns, giving him a death glare; Sariel in the meantime, has heard the conversation and looked up, frowning in concern.

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Aramat's annoyance turns into anger.

"You've had enough." Her tone is serious, on edge.

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"Just a few more?" the camera idiot pleads, trying to give her puppy dog eyes, but he might look more nervous than soulful.

The fangirl backs up a bit, while Sariel's good eye widens, but he looks more concerned even worried than scared. This looks too familiar and he's not one to judge...

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"A few. You should stop before you regret it." This is her last warning.

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And he'll take a half step close, getting right into her personal space, the camera cranking like mad as he takes shot after shot.

Sariel glances away, about to walk on and pay no heed to this, but he stops himself, telling himself he can't turn his back on her. Instead, he steps forward, about ready to pull the photographer aside, but likely not quickly enough...

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Definitely not, before Sariel can even make a move, Aramat takes out a bladed object from her purse and stabs the photographer in the chest, again and again, screaming at the man.

"YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT! THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON'T LISTEN, BUT YOU KEPT TAKING FUCKING PICTURES! THIS IS THE PRICE YOU PAY YOU FILTHY LITTLE CUNT!"

The entire scene is shocking.

[psyvampexperiment]

The camera guy drops the camera, trying to throw up his arms defensively, likely getting some cuts on his arms in the process, before weakness from pain and bloodloss causes him to sink to his knees. The fangirl goes running, her hand going for her cellphone.

Sariel, on the other hand, stops completely in his tracks. His mind might flash onto something in his own past, an encounter with a woman under a cherry tree...

He can't judge, as terrifying as the scene is. They're no different, either of them...

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Meanwhile Avery practically scoops Aramat up to take her away from the mall before everyone surrounds her.

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And in that moment, Sariel pulls his gaze away from Aramat as she's carried out of sight and reaches back to the better memories of Muraki and his medical training (the simpler things at least). He'll quickly but in a practiced way approaches the injured man, even gently shoving his way through any onlookers crowding in, before kneeling and pressing his hands on the man's wounds in a bid to staunch the bleeding....

"Someone call 119!" he calls, darting a Look to the onlookers, obliging them to make themselves useful.