She Pulls a Razor from Her Boot [Open]

[fearisinthemind]

WHO| Penny and open
WHAT| Poisoning pigeons in the park
WHERE| A Capitol park
WHEN| Week 2 of the Arena
WARNINGS| Animal death. Also, she's a sadist torturer.

Penny doesn't see sunlight often. It isn't an avoidance thing; she just works six days a week and tends to have her servants make grocery runs for her when she isn't feeling like subjecting herself to the faces of others. She loathes smalltalk, and truly only enjoys Katurian's company these days. That he hasn't answered her phone today has put her in a foul mood, and she wafts through the park like a wisp of a thunderhead signaling a storm in contrast to the bright lighting.

An Avox, one of her personal servants, carries a bag of birdseed for her. Penny sits on the park bench (the Avox must stand) and picks out one piece at a time, holding a cup of hot coffee with one hand and occasionally meting out dead-eyed stares at passers by. Her gown is too elegant for a simple park visit, even by Capitol standards, and her slippers are perfectly clean, having been brought by the Avox in a purse and substituted for more comfortable footwear.

The first pigeon seizes up six minutes in. It flutters and tries to flap away, only to fall from a height of only a few feet and collapse to the ground. Its feathers puff, it makes little chirping sounds, and it expires. The other pigeons examine it, and then another suffers the same fate. Then another. It's not long before she and the Avox are surrounded by tiny corpses.

Penny smirks and drinks her coffee.

Comments

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley's cheeks burned red and she let out a cry followed by a much more appreciative groan. It had been a long time since someone pulled her hair the way she liked it.

"I-it might be fun?" She stammered grinning a twisted smile at Penny with her head tilted from the hair pulling.

[fearisinthemind]

Penny's fairly certain no one's ever called her company 'fun'.

"Perhaps." She starts to walk away. The Avox follows like a white-robed shadow. "I'll have to consider it."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley let out another squeak and scurried along after Penny, head still tilted as Penny hadn't let go of her blond locks. The sadistic woman was essentially walking Harley like a dog and using her hair instead of a leash.

"T-take your time. I'm easy to find." she joked seemingly undaunted.

"And you're worth the wait aren't you?"

[fearisinthemind]

Penny lets go, but not without jerking her wrist for a moment to wrench at Harley's neck.

"Do you even need to ask? I'm insulted that you ask." She shoves Harley away. "Get out of my sight."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley looked surprised, then pouted. "It was a rhetorical question sassy pants. Try not to pull the trigger so fast will ya? I like how you're making me squirm and it's no fun if it's over too quickly right?"

[fearisinthemind]

"What did you call me?"

Penny goes from hot to cold in a moment. The expression on her face now is pure loathing.

"Don't make me give an order twice, either."

[revvinguptheharley]

Harley sighed and tucked her hands behind her head rising to her feet.

"Alright alright I'm going. But Sassy isn't a bad word. It's an admirable trait. One of the many you have. And what's wrong with pants?" She wondered out loud.

"See you soon sexy!" She added for good measure sauntering away from the dead birds.