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[So... Two-Face is well aware he is not the sanest man alive, but he pride's himself on being able to keep his cool... under most circumstances. Or at least as long as no one provokes him. But there is nothing like an uneven body count to completely unsettle him]
[He shifts slowly, fixing his jacket and stepping forward. Left shoe is coated in blood now, but there are still only three bodies. After a moment, he turns his gaze up, finds a man passing a long ways down the road. He doesn't what's happened yet]
[Target]
[Harvey protests, as he so often does, but the coin silences him a moment later, the long, ugly metal scars shining back at him from the palm of Two-Face's hand. It is fortunate, he thinks, that the townsfolk are like sheep, and the target doesn't know he's in danger until after Two-Face catches him, covers his mouth and slams him into an alley wall. He doesn't deserve it. It's certainly not fair, but the coin can be cruel in its judgment and the knife he stole from the kitchen tears through the man's flesh as easy as it would if he were guilty]
[Two-Face makes Harvey watch the light and fear and life fade from the innocent man's eyes, and he grins his own dark grin. He hums as he drags the body to the pile and drops it unceremoniously with the others. Four bodies now. Much better...]
[The walk back to the castle is calm and undisturbed, and he rolls his sleeves up to hide the bloodstains. Just long enough to change into a better jacket, and burn this one. He can only hope he doesn't run into anyone along the way...]
((ooc: ...Two-Face found Cain's mess and decided it needed improving. Yup))
[He shifts slowly, fixing his jacket and stepping forward. Left shoe is coated in blood now, but there are still only three bodies. After a moment, he turns his gaze up, finds a man passing a long ways down the road. He doesn't what's happened yet]
[Target]
[Harvey protests, as he so often does, but the coin silences him a moment later, the long, ugly metal scars shining back at him from the palm of Two-Face's hand. It is fortunate, he thinks, that the townsfolk are like sheep, and the target doesn't know he's in danger until after Two-Face catches him, covers his mouth and slams him into an alley wall. He doesn't deserve it. It's certainly not fair, but the coin can be cruel in its judgment and the knife he stole from the kitchen tears through the man's flesh as easy as it would if he were guilty]
[Two-Face makes Harvey watch the light and fear and life fade from the innocent man's eyes, and he grins his own dark grin. He hums as he drags the body to the pile and drops it unceremoniously with the others. Four bodies now. Much better...]
[The walk back to the castle is calm and undisturbed, and he rolls his sleeves up to hide the bloodstains. Just long enough to change into a better jacket, and burn this one. He can only hope he doesn't run into anyone along the way...]
((ooc: ...Two-Face found Cain's mess and decided it needed improving. Yup))