Dahlia... Hawthorne, right? She told me all about you.
[ it's hard not to notice all the images -- the red hair, dead, half a reflection of the woman standing in front of her, who looks just like mia -- ]
[ and she finally fuckin gets it. ]
[ dahmia doesn't have to lunge, because maya makes the first move. she disappears and reappears in front of her, trying to grab the knifehand and force it out of her hand. then, she glares up at her with glassy eyes. ]
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[ finally, it dawns on her. ]
Dahlia... Hawthorne, right? She told me all about you.
[ it's hard not to notice all the images -- the red hair, dead, half a reflection of the woman standing in front of her, who looks just like mia -- ]
[ and she finally fuckin gets it. ]
[ dahmia doesn't have to lunge, because maya makes the first move. she disappears and reappears in front of her, trying to grab the knifehand and force it out of her hand. then, she glares up at her with glassy eyes. ]
Get out of my sister's body, right now!