Matilda Evans

𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝚃𝙸𝙿𝙰𝚃𝙷𝚈. 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝙴𝙽𝙴𝙼𝚈. ▪︎ Matriarch of the Evans family ▪︎ Mother to a worthless daughter ▪︎ Wife, Mother, Monster ▪︎ Despise her. ▪︎ Dark themes and kinks prevalent

The matron seats herself behind her desk, leaning back in her seat. A glass of some thick black fluid sit in her glass, swirled around lazily as she ponders. Every so often she takes a sip, the fluid burning down her throat like lashes of flame.

"Hrmph. Annoyances . . ."

She bites at the hem of her bloodied glove, peeling it off with a grunt. She does the same with the other hand before tossing the dirty pair into the trash. Her hands them brush through her hair, fingers running through locks the color of oil.

After the show, Hanna will be licking the blood off Matilda.

Enjoy the show.

She take that as emphatic yes.

Oh? Is Hanna going to watch the video feed too? Do wave if you recognize the meal. It'll be comforting for their last moments.

Is that a yes, or would he prefer something else?

There will another showing. Pregnant mother of two. It'll be a meal preparation video, if they're interested.

She'll send a USB with tonight's performances. Consider it a gift for giving her the idea.

"Ah. Hahaha. Oh? She's willing to come face to face with me? Perhaps her time lost *was* beneficial."

Barely.

One day. She is going to skin you. She is going to turn you into a leather coat.

Listen, she has never in her decades of life, had someone spring a fucking MEME on her.

What the fuck.

[That fucking meme where its someone going 'You don't hate me?', just to have someone interrupt going 'WHO SAYS I DON'T HATE YOU? I'LL HATE YOU UNTIL THE DAY I DIE, BITCH', but it's Matilda and Rhea.]

She just had this ready to go?!

Her home is off limits to quite a few organizations. Not many want to deal with the fallout if they don't succeed in killing her.

She *eats* people. Just like *your* wife. Don't you lecture her.

[Damn, maybe I should try and build Kat and Matilda in Mage: The Awakening.]