It was a still night, very eerily quiet actually, despite all the chaos the city had been through just that day. The fight for the skullheart had ended, and even if only one person actually defeated the Skullgirl, nearly all participants had found some sort of epiphany or growth. Sadly, it would appear that the victor whom defeated the Skullgirl, hadn't been too happy with the outcome.
Cerebella sat on the lap of one Vitale Medici, wearing what could only be described as a bunny suit, as if her usual outfit wasn't revealing enough. Vice Versa, the living weapon that served her well, had been flipped inside out. Most would believe this was on Vitale's request, as to complete the sexual outfit forced upon the girl, but sadly it was her decision to wear it like that (though he was the one who suggested replacing the skull for the rabbit head)
Vice Versa had been stained that day, stained with the blood of the first murder she had ever committed… the first of many she would assume. Its a stain that she knows will haunt her for the rest of her life, one that will never wash out. When its time to server her… When its time to serve Vitale she will flip it back, but for now she wants to hide the stain, from her fellow circus performers, from her fans, from her best friend and roommate…and from herself.
She had been so lost in thought that she hadn't really heard anything Vitale had been saying. It was only when she heard him laugh and gave her a casual spank that she snapped out of her trance.
"And as if the day wasn't good enough, Lorenzo told me that they had found the River Kings Daughter. She's in our Custody right now" He said, grabbing a cigar from a tin he had nearby. "And if that wasn't enough, you will never guess where she had been staying whenever she was out"
Cerebella put on the best fake smile she could muster at the moment. She kept reminding herself that this was the man who took her off the street. This was the man who gave her the life she had now. The man who gave her everything she wanted… The man who made her do questionable things on occasion… No! he was a… a good man she kept telling herself, she was sure there was a good reason for the things he does. "Where was she?"
Vitale lit his cigar and began to take an extended smoke before answering. "Why, the same place that old nuisance Ms. Fortune had been hiding out was." Smoke escaped his lips as he spoke, and a shot of pain hit Cerebella's insides upon hearing the cat burglars name. "Not only do we have the River Kings Daughter, but the only person that could have saved her is dead! ha!" He laughed and pulled Cerebella closer. She tried her best not to let any of her guilt show, but she couldn't help but have too look away. All the same, she began to doubt that he ever looked at her face, as opposed too her constantly open cleavage.
"And its all thanks to you…" He said, words that were fire that burnt Cerebella internally. She had made a mistake. She knew this already. She wanted to run, to punch the man. To tell him that she had been wrong to ever help him. To tell him her affection was misplaced… But it was too late. She had already murdered, killed the thief between the fingers of Vice Versa, Squeezed her to death and dropped the remains of her on the floor in front of the remains of the skullgirl. Blood on her hands that will never wash out.
As much as she wanted to leave now. She never can. She was a criminal now, and where else would a criminal stay, but with other criminals. She looked out the window onto New Meridian while she felt Vitale rub her ass, causing her to cringe…Between this and committing more crimes, she suppose that this was the better half of her new life.