[The smell of ripely spilt blue blood is sweet to the nose of this blind one. However, so much of it is insanely disconcerting that she feels herself become even more tense. The beat of her heart becoming more rapid with every second as she focuses on her next task at hand. Not...the smell of blueberries everywhere.
Like when she killed Vriska.
No, this was different and not then. There is no way Kanaya could have managed to become a rainbow-drinker in this instance. Not to mention, there was a seemingly lack of tell-tale glow. Also, those sounds were gross.
Terezi steeled herself, fingers gripping tight of the weapon held within them. She lept at Kanaya, and Terezi's strategy was to stab her right through the back in one strike.
gross, kanchan
Like when she killed Vriska.
No, this was different and not then. There is no way Kanaya could have managed to become a rainbow-drinker in this instance. Not to mention, there was a seemingly lack of tell-tale glow. Also, those sounds were gross.
Terezi steeled herself, fingers gripping tight of the weapon held within them. She lept at Kanaya, and Terezi's strategy was to stab her right through the back in one strike.
Just like when she stabbed Vriska in the back.
Terezi kicked herself mentally for that one.]