She had such perfect hands.

Rin would stare at them all day. Just the way the fingers bent oh, so delicately. Just the gentle curve of the wrist. It wasn't strange of her. They were just so amazing and flawless. Other people were silly for not noticing such jewels. They focused on her personality or her clothing. How trivial.

And there she went by again. Hands swinging loosely, yet so gracefully. How did she accomplish such a thing? How was such perfection possible?

"Meiko!"

The woman sped up her pace, and Rin was disappointed to see the hands go. She hated those moments when she couldn't see them. It was so annoying. If only she could just take the hands. Take them and treasure them. She didn't much care for the woman, but her hands.

Perhaps she could just "take them". A smile spread across Rin's face. One delighted, like a child peeking into their Halloween basket. She simply couldn't wait to have those hands, those jewels. All to herself, yes...

"Oh, hello Rin. How's work going?"

She simply edged closer to the woman. Such a trusting fool. Rin felt as if she were going to kill an elephant for its beautiful ivory. Would she "kill" this woman, though? Was there really a point to offing her? Couldn't she just take the hands and go?

But what if the woman told?

Rin lured her into the coat closet, closing the door. The air was heavy, and the space was cramped. Rin found the mood delicious.

"A-ah, what are you..."

She could hear Meiko's heartbeat, tattooing against her chest. Her smile only grew wider, though she knew the woman could not see. She drew out a roll of tape.

"What's...Rin, I─ Mmph!"

The beast fought in its bindings. Rin was patient, however. She tucked away the tape and drew out her knife, slowly. She didn't want to frighten it even more.

"Mmm!"

"Shhh," she said softly, stroking its head. "It'll only hurt a bit. I promise." That seemed to only agitate it more, sadly. Ah, well. Everyone was out on lunch break, so it wasn't as if anyone would hear. The knife gleamed gently in the dark.

Slicing away, gingerly. Careful not to damage the hand itself. Only the arm, yes. Rin was careful not to get any blood on her clothing.

"MMMMM─"

The hand came off. It felt so delicate in her own, like a little bird. But this bird could not fly, so she would need to nurture it herself. Rin wiped off the blood with some tissues and stuffed it in her bag. Only one more to go.

She readied her knife once again.