Well, to be honest, it was something between ugh and wanting to hurl, but Emma managed to keep herself together and stand her ground. The body she found herself looking down at had been shredded to ribbons, and though night had stolen most of the color away, she knew that it was a hell of a lot bloodier than it looked from where she was standing.
The murder scene was crowded -- it was a lot more people than she would have expected, but most of them seemed to be giving her a wide berth. A few others stood inside the area that had been roped-off with that blazingly yellow police tape, but not many. One, however, a shorter man with glasses, approached her from behind, keeping his voice low as he leaned over to talk to her in a way that was nothing short of conspicuous.
"The coroner will be ready to take him away soon, but in your expert opinion, what do you think did it? More werewolves?"
Emma stared at him for a moment, eyebrows knitting together as she frowned, disbelieving.
"Werewolves," she echoed, dubious. "You're serious."
She sighed heavily, dropping her head back, exasperated.
"Oh my God. This is stupid. Who the hell would watch this?"
Emma and Buffy | Closed | Full Moon Fever
Well, to be honest, it was something between ugh and wanting to hurl, but Emma managed to keep herself together and stand her ground. The body she found herself looking down at had been shredded to ribbons, and though night had stolen most of the color away, she knew that it was a hell of a lot bloodier than it looked from where she was standing.
The murder scene was crowded -- it was a lot more people than she would have expected, but most of them seemed to be giving her a wide berth. A few others stood inside the area that had been roped-off with that blazingly yellow police tape, but not many. One, however, a shorter man with glasses, approached her from behind, keeping his voice low as he leaned over to talk to her in a way that was nothing short of conspicuous.
"The coroner will be ready to take him away soon, but in your expert opinion, what do you think did it? More werewolves?"
Emma stared at him for a moment, eyebrows knitting together as she frowned, disbelieving.
"Werewolves," she echoed, dubious. "You're serious."
She sighed heavily, dropping her head back, exasperated.
"Oh my God. This is stupid. Who the hell would watch this?"