"You're not me, little bitch." She eyed the girl sprawled on the floor before her eyes, smirking in satisfaction. So weak... how did she even fool ANYONE into believing they were the same person? Really...

The twisted smile widened, nearly turning into a grin - nearly - and her eyes widened to it just a fraction, flickering with something that would rather not be considered sane.

She nudged the redhead in black-and-white dress with the tip of her boot before crouching by her side. A black cat watched her from a far corner, visibly scared, and she couldn't help but laugh mockingly. "Seriously, this is some fucking joke. Oh well, at least your dress is half-black half in that pattern~" At this she poked the line on the other's chest where the fabric turned from black into white with black patterns. "And you have a cat. But a cat does NOT equal a nekomata, I'll have you know." Her own eyes twitched while she spoke, tail swinging calmly.

She had time to have her fun. No one would come here anytime soon. "Red.." She tasted the name on her tongue and grimaced a bit. "That's just not the shade of it, ya know? <3 I mean... sure, you're the little Miss Red and all... but there can be only one Crimson Lady here. And I'm just afraid crimson isn't your shade. So how about... we turn you blue instead?"

She gave her a wide grin, like a kid happy at coming up with the best mischevious plan ever, and her hands reached out, towards the slim neck covered with black fabric. Just a few heartbeats later, her fingers were already digging in, making the windpipe inside clench, cutting off any supply of oxygen, unless, she thought with amusement, she could breathe with her ass. Which she probably couldn't. Well, her loss.

Soon enough, the laying girl was turning a shade of pale blue indeed, though it didn't reach her hair, much to the other's disappointment. But that would have to suffice. And once it was over, she would paint herself red. That sounded just right, yup.
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I'm sorry. I just... don't feel a thing. I tried to get into her but I just couldn't. She isn't me. And rest of me protested quite vehemently as well. So... I'm sorry that you wasted your time on doing a thing for me. I'm truly sorry. Red is a lovely chara, but she's just not me.

_{On a random note, this picture makes me think of Lactis' old works o-o}

Red (c)
Olivia and art (c)