[Yami no Matsuei] (PG)
Jul. 3rd, 2014 03:19 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mtxref_ficWritten for < lj user="fuda_100">'s "Anaesthesia". Featuring Maria Wong. Warning for supernatural weirdness.
She caught herself welcoming the times when Dr. Muraki pulled her under his spells: she would never know what he did to her and what he had her do, but somehow, even this psychic anesthetic never hid the memories of what she did. She would come back to herself, her red cheong-san spattered with the blood of people she had bitten and drained, or in Muraki's arms. Once she slapped him across the face, trying to wipe off that smirk, but he only chuckled, amused by her efforts.
That time, he put her under longer; she wished it ended her.
She caught herself welcoming the times when Dr. Muraki pulled her under his spells: she would never know what he did to her and what he had her do, but somehow, even this psychic anesthetic never hid the memories of what she did. She would come back to herself, her red cheong-san spattered with the blood of people she had bitten and drained, or in Muraki's arms. Once she slapped him across the face, trying to wipe off that smirk, but he only chuckled, amused by her efforts.
That time, he put her under longer; she wished it ended her.
