"Oh, come on, did you really think I'd be that easy?"
Malvagita moved slowly towards her prey, a smile lazily forming on her light purple lips as her tentacles drew her ever closer to the cowering guy before her. "M-Mal, babe, d-don't we have something? O-our connection! I-I'll take you out on dates, w-we can live a happy life! I l-love you! Y-you don't need to kill me!"
Mal laughs, such a beautiful laugh from such a creature. "Oh, darling, stop stammering. You were far cuter when you spiked my drink at the bar." The man gasps. "I-I d-didn't do that!"
Malvagita's face turns sour. "Lying doesn't become of you. And you were so cute too," She sighs. Closing the distance, she looks at his face one more time before plunging a tentacle into his chest. He screams for a single second before gurgling, and Malvagita pulls out his still beating heart. "Just as gorgeous as your face," she says, before consuming it into her tentacles with a shimmer of purple light. "Much better."
After another shimmering purple light, Malvagita is once more the stunning woman with long legs, and only a tinge of purple on her lips. Ignoring the body completely, she walks out of it's apartment and down the hall, exiting the block. The only trace of her existence in the room being the corpse, and the purple tinge slowly moving across the mans slowly cooling skin.
