[In front of her is a marvelous and entertaining sight that brings the smile back to her face: Killua with completely empty eyes, his body shaking uncontrollably as his kidney is Freshly ripped free from its cage; the organ glimmering, vaguely resembling a giant jelly bean wearing a big party hat just for her as it saturates her silly imagination. Not to mention the profuse amounts of crimson gushing down his side, staining his shorts and soon bathing the cats on Alluka's pastel duvet cover. The organ is utterly huge, so much so that she almost doesn't know what to do with it when he finally deposits it into her hands. It has a subtle weight to it that she notices when she jerks her hands up and lets it fall back into her palm with the assistance of gravity.
Consumed with bloodstained curiosity, she buries her nose into his kidney. Besides the stench of blood, it doesn't smell like anything in particular, and the outer flesh is firm against the top of her nose. Possibly chewy, she wonders?
Well, the only way to check her inference is for her to open Alluka's mouth and chomp down on his renal cortex herself. It's tough and carries a grainy texture that's unlike anything she's ever eaten before, and the taste is strong yet otherwise indescribable for someone who hasn't yet encountered it. She finally gets her teeth through it and jerks her neck backward, ripping the piece off with a distinct wet tearing sound. It's just as chewy as she thought it'd be, but it takes the hungry Nanika relatively no time at all before she's diving back in eagerly for another bite.
The experience, which would likely be unpleasant for most humans, was everything she hoped it'd be. As she eats, she closes her eyes, immersing herself wholly in the sensory experience of her new favorite delicacy. As she gets further in, she encounters a much smoother texture--his renal medulla.
This part is her favorite yet. She bites a piece of it off and separates it from the cortex with her teeth and tongue, chewing and swallowing the cortex first and then playing with the rest of it on her tongue.
When she opens her eyes to check on her brother, they become even blanker than Killua's. No longer reflecting any light let alone his reflection, they exist as voids creeping from the holes of her face. She finally swallows her piece and a coal-black tongue darts out to lick the blood off her white lips, her face equally pale to match.]
I love you so much, Killua..
[Her own voice, no longer contained by Alluka's, is noticeably softer and less emotive, carrying with it a shy darkness that is befitting of her true personality.]
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Consumed with bloodstained curiosity, she buries her nose into his kidney. Besides the stench of blood, it doesn't smell like anything in particular, and the outer flesh is firm against the top of her nose. Possibly chewy, she wonders?
Well, the only way to check her inference is for her to open Alluka's mouth and chomp down on his renal cortex herself. It's tough and carries a grainy texture that's unlike anything she's ever eaten before, and the taste is strong yet otherwise indescribable for someone who hasn't yet encountered it. She finally gets her teeth through it and jerks her neck backward, ripping the piece off with a distinct wet tearing sound. It's just as chewy as she thought it'd be, but it takes the hungry Nanika relatively no time at all before she's diving back in eagerly for another bite.
The experience, which would likely be unpleasant for most humans, was everything she hoped it'd be. As she eats, she closes her eyes, immersing herself wholly in the sensory experience of her new favorite delicacy. As she gets further in, she encounters a much smoother texture--his renal medulla.
This part is her favorite yet. She bites a piece of it off and separates it from the cortex with her teeth and tongue, chewing and swallowing the cortex first and then playing with the rest of it on her tongue.
When she opens her eyes to check on her brother, they become even blanker than Killua's. No longer reflecting any light let alone his reflection, they exist as voids creeping from the holes of her face. She finally swallows her piece and a coal-black tongue darts out to lick the blood off her white lips, her face equally pale to match.]
I love you so much, Killua..
[Her own voice, no longer contained by Alluka's, is noticeably softer and less emotive, carrying with it a shy darkness that is befitting of her true personality.]