Cheshire eyes shot open as the machine turned off, permanently, their direction slowly meeting the directions of Victor's. "This pussy cat is alright, just a bit...... Tipsy is all!" Cheshire said with her Russian accent, her mind gathering Victor's knowledge of the English language and putting it into her own mind so that she could speak everyone's language. She slowly stood up, stumbling over to the guard who couldn't look into her eyes. "Such a disappointment........ But, I'll make due with a man who cannot fight!" Cheshire said, bending down and kissing the guards lips. He smirked and closed his eyes, but soon they flew open and he screamed out in pain. Cheshire's claws had impaled his chest, and soon she was holding his beating heart.
She smiled and laughed as the man slowly died, his lips moving to form the word why, and she smirked as his eyes grew cold. She dropped his now cold heart on the ground, wiping her hands off on the sheets that were on her old metal bed. She then stood up and looked at Victor, her eyes twinkling in mischief. "Well hello handsome! Now, where did you come from?" Cheshire asked as she ran her hand down his tremendously muscular chest, her face coming close to his as she stared into his eyes.
She smiled and laughed as the man slowly died, his lips moving to form the word why, and she smirked as his eyes grew cold. She dropped his now cold heart on the ground, wiping her hands off on the sheets that were on her old metal bed. She then stood up and looked at Victor, her eyes twinkling in mischief. "Well hello handsome! Now, where did you come from?" Cheshire asked as she ran her hand down his tremendously muscular chest, her face coming close to his as she stared into his eyes.