( KILL LOG - QUER )

[abhoth]

[It's quiet out in the city. The sun perpetually hangs over the horizon, granting illumination to the cobbled streets even after nighttime. Under any other circumstances, perhaps taking a stroll from the Botanical Gardens back to the motel would have been peaceful — but. Well. That's not really the case here. Not with the murders and trials hanging over everyone's heads, alongside this week's night terrors.

It's no wonder that as Quer heads out of the gardens, intent of returning to the motel, that misfortune strikes. Now, it's time to set the scene.]

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[18x0]

[She watches the cleaver disappear, and even through the horror dawning upon her she thinks that's a problem. She's just made everything much more complicated than it was supposed to be.

Then the life bleeds out of Quer, and Akane knows she has done something unforgivable.

She's never killed anyone with her own hands before. There's blood on her hands, blood everywhere, and everyone's going to know. They're going to know, they're going to execute her for it, and for once in her life she can't afford to die now.

It's all gone wrong.

She flees the scene of her crime, tears streaming down her face, and tries to think of how to fix this.]

[blacktailed]

[thirty minutes after this death, long after Akane has gone, two objects return to reality.

a bouquet of fresh picked flowers, and a bloody cleaver.]