Falling to the depths can I ever go back
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fragmentsofthegalaxyThe demon sat on the hood of her stolen truck, taking a long, distracted drag off the cigarette that she’d taken from the former driver. She was waiting. And normally she was patient about these things; it wasn’t like she didn’t have all the time in the fucking world, after all. But not today. Her brow furrowed, and she pressed borrowed fingers against her equally borrowed temple. “Shut UP,” she hissed, black eyes flashing. “You’re giving me a headache.”
Her host was fighting her. Again. STILL. Not that she wasn’t used to some kind of fight from the poor fucks whose headspace she used, but this one wouldn’t. Fucking. GIVE. UP. And it was pissing her off. None of her hosts’ had lasted this long. Or fought this HARD. Didn’t it just fucking figure that she had to go and choose the stubborn one. No matter. This body was hers in every way that counted, and her host would be broken, defeated, subsumed soon enough.
Until then, she would just have to cause her as much fucking pain and heartbreak as she could. And she knew just the way to do it.
There he is. Watch and enjoy, poppet. She hopped off the hood, crossing the distance between them unnoticed and slipping behind her prey. “Hello lover,” the demon wearing Siri’s face purred in Obi-Wan’s ear, dragging her tongue up the side of his face.
Her host was fighting her. Again. STILL. Not that she wasn’t used to some kind of fight from the poor fucks whose headspace she used, but this one wouldn’t. Fucking. GIVE. UP. And it was pissing her off. None of her hosts’ had lasted this long. Or fought this HARD. Didn’t it just fucking figure that she had to go and choose the stubborn one. No matter. This body was hers in every way that counted, and her host would be broken, defeated, subsumed soon enough.
Until then, she would just have to cause her as much fucking pain and heartbreak as she could. And she knew just the way to do it.
There he is. Watch and enjoy, poppet. She hopped off the hood, crossing the distance between them unnoticed and slipping behind her prey. “Hello lover,” the demon wearing Siri’s face purred in Obi-Wan’s ear, dragging her tongue up the side of his face.