Ava's not completely gone, you know. She's simply weighed the options on the table. Go and meet her maker at the hands of one of the others, or take control of the situation and at the very least delay the cold hand of the Reaper before it takes her.
She's prayed on it, but God doesn't talk. The yellow-eyed demon, though, he talks. He talks a good line, and he makes good promises. Ava doesn't trust him either, but so far, he's made good on everything he's told her.
Like the way her power has opened up. Like the way the demons treat her with something resembling respect. Like the way she barely flinches now, the way the fear has drained from her body the way the blood drains through the floor after each one of the others dies.
She thinks the demons might drink it up. In which case it's a win-win. It keeps them happy, it keeps her from having to clean it up or destroy evidence, and if they're drinking her victims' blood (how easy it is to think of them as victims without remorse, now!) they're not getting thirsty for hers.
Maybe that makes her cold-hearted, or cynical. But Ava feels like she's given every side a fair shake. She knows which side her bread is buttered on, and frankly, it's even starting to be fun.
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Date: 2011-06-30 10:21 pm (UTC)She's prayed on it, but God doesn't talk. The yellow-eyed demon, though, he talks. He talks a good line, and he makes good promises. Ava doesn't trust him either, but so far, he's made good on everything he's told her.
Like the way her power has opened up. Like the way the demons treat her with something resembling respect. Like the way she barely flinches now, the way the fear has drained from her body the way the blood drains through the floor after each one of the others dies.
She thinks the demons might drink it up. In which case it's a win-win. It keeps them happy, it keeps her from having to clean it up or destroy evidence, and if they're drinking her victims' blood (how easy it is to think of them as victims without remorse, now!) they're not getting thirsty for hers.
Maybe that makes her cold-hearted, or cynical. But Ava feels like she's given every side a fair shake. She knows which side her bread is buttered on, and frankly, it's even starting to be fun.