Blood and Smoke | By : krazykiwi16 Category: +. to F > Baccano Views: 1407 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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1931
The cook stood before a dark room with a tray of food in her hand, cigarette in the other, she seemed young but she had a air of maturity and elegance. Slim, with long legs which were hidden by a flowing apron, her wavy black hair curling down to her waist, her messy fringe getting in the way of her midnight blue eyes. Her blossom pink lips shaped in a scowl, around a cigarette, her soft pale white skin glowing in the dark.
'Well ain' t this a damn waste of food' Kelly said quietly, exhaling out a cloud of smoke, while drinking in the scene before her. Blood, blood and more blood. Oh and even more blood.
She stood outside the repainted room, gently chewing the end of her cigarette. She was ordered to deliver the conductors their dinners and instead of walking in on two conductors just being lazy, having some boring cliché conversation, she walked in on one conductor with no brain and the other with no face. Talk about lovely right?
Kelly walked in, the blood on the floor slightly splashing with each step; she placed the food on the small desktop, silence filled the room, she couldn't even hear the train rushing along the train tracks, it was as if the whole world was paying respect for the dead.
'Rest in Peace' she murmured into the cold, eerie silence.
She didn't personally know either of them, but a death is a death and should always be treated with respect. Well the same can't be said for some however, especially that freakin, annoying red head!
In annoyance she flicked her cigarette out through the open door, Kelly frowned at this, head titling to the side, questioning why this door which should be closed at all times is now open. Ain't it like the law of the train that this door is supposed to be closed?
She noticed blood was here too, did the killer come through the doors behind her? Then kill the two conductors and escaped through these doors to avoid people seeing him…or her? The person will definitely be drenched in blood and hence be leaving a trail behind. But there was this one odd thing.
Why were they killed so differently? The first conductor to die was definitely the one who had his brains all over wall, but the second…..what the heck happened to the second so that so much of his blood practically repainted the room? Was there a dispute between the two conductors, then BANG went the first one, then someone else; a third person entered the room and killed the second? But for what reason?
Kelly lit another cigarette, and stared at the man below, his face and arm were gone. No, that was an understatement, they weren't gone. They were torn off!
Hmm how would one do that? Knife? Hacksaw? No its….its too messy for it to be something like that.
Then she felt the cold wind on her face, she turned and saw the tracks beyond the open doors, the gears in her head beginning to turn.
No way, its freakin impossible! What kinda maniac will use train tracks to kill someone! Ahh that was a bad question, the thing is I DO know all sorts of maniacs, what with that scissors fetish dude, not to mention that bomb fetish chick plus the brothers who drown people in a barrel of cement and that freakin annoying redhead who will literally tear you shreds. Good grief, I need some new friends.
'Its-it's the Rail Tracer!' Kelly swiftly turned, hand gripping the narrow handle hidden within her apron, but immediately let go of it when she saw who it was oh it's him, whathisface? Jaccuzi Splot She was with him earlier in the dining room, serving them food and just chilling with them. Why the heck is he here? Crying his eyes out and all? It was times like this that she was confused why this kid was considered dangerous and given a bounty by the Russo Family, a very high bounty at that!
'Oi, what's a Rail Tracer' again gently chewing on the end of her cigarette.
Jacuzzi flinched at her ever-permanent scowling face and the fact she was standing amongst the blood with no care in the world.
He took a couple of deep, gulping breaths before squeaking out 'A-a-a monster! It's gonna eat everyone on the train! It's too late! It's already here!' he's panicking now, well not that he wasn't before.
She breathed in the fumes of her cigarette, blowing out the smoke and in a soft voice said 'shut up would ya, stop crying so pathetically, it'll be alright' the words were harsh but from her and only her, the words were practically words of comfort. Satisfied with herself that she had comforted the boy, she smirked 'a monster eh?' her heart beating at the excitement and anticipation of how strong this 'monster' was.
'I'M GETTING OUT OF HERE' he ran, screaming all the way down the corridor, leaving the cook in the dark red room.
She shook her head softly 'I thought I said to stop crying' she sighed, she just didn't get him.
Things were sure as hell getting interesting. Ladd Russo, Jaccuzi Splot, Issac and Miria, a suspicious bunch of black suits and a monster. Boy, ain't we all in for a crazy ride! I only got some light exercise in the last job, maybe I'll get a proper workout tonight! Aha, I'm looking forward to it!
Woah, woah, doesn't that annoying redhead say shit like this! Fuck! He's rubbing off me.
She shook her head. That actually pisses me off! She was not being influenced by him!
If anything they were alike, personality wise.
Actually, that pisses me off more! Argh damn it! Stop thinking about him! Let's go have some fun!
Punching the air in gusto, she grinned in delight, and hands in her pockets she strolled down the train's corridor, the faint cigarette smoke trailing behind her.
Here's a drawing of my OC, search for Killer Cook ~ My Baccano OC on (deviant art)
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