[ Riley has never seen someone die before. She wishes she could say she's never seen a dead body, but- well, after this morning, that's not true. She doesn't want to watch. And yet, she's captivated. She turns, when it looks Sigyn's going to be hit by a train (what?!) but there's nothing, and. And the waltz draws her back in.
She wishes it hadn't.
Jonny D'Ville's grin and the swift stab elicit a swift and sharp shriek from her throat, and she grips the podium to keep standing. For a food few seconds after, she stands eyes wide, staring at the stage.
And then, with shaky hands, she quickly leaves, pulling the knife from the podium and taking it with her. ]
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She wishes it hadn't.
Jonny D'Ville's grin and the swift stab elicit a swift and sharp shriek from her throat, and she grips the podium to keep standing. For a food few seconds after, she stands eyes wide, staring at the stage.
And then, with shaky hands, she quickly leaves, pulling the knife from the podium and taking it with her. ]