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[Nov. 7] [Avatar] Face to face
Title: Face to Face
Day/Theme: November 7 - the heart facing mine
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character/Pairing: Koh the Face-Stealer
Rating: PG-13
Any fool with a sharp knife and a sure hand can remove a man's face. That's nothing but butchery. Slice through skin, tear muscle from bone, hack through sinew, blood making everything slick, slippery.
Not his style. No. Not his style at all.
It takes skill to remove a soul. Skill and finesse and knowing the right moment to strike. Yes.
Koh loops through the exposed roots of the old mangrove, up and down, back and forth, a multitude of legs rippling in irregular waves. His face changes with each sinuous curl. He runs through them in turn. Savoring. Remembering.
He knows them all. He's tasted every part of them, every sin, every secret, every sordid desire. He sifts through them, takes the tasty bits and casts the rest aside in his bone heap. The body is always left behind. Sometimes, people come to him, flies to a tasty honey-trap, seeking what he knows, looking for just one little scrap from that heap of knowledge he's hoarded up bit by bit over the years.
Every thought, every dream, every bit of wisdom, every shred of hope. He takes it all. And he is not willing to let it go.
To take someone's face is to take who they are. It's simple, really. He's lost a few victims (that child monk, for one), but most of them fall, fall and are devoured.
All he needs to do is find one hook. Just one. Foothold, toothold, clawhold--the chink in the armor, the crack in the façade, the way in. That's all. Once he knows what they feel, he knows what they are. Once he knows what they are, he sees their true face.
He sees their true face, and they see his. It is the last thing they will ever see.
Day/Theme: November 7 - the heart facing mine
Series: Avatar: The Last Airbender
Character/Pairing: Koh the Face-Stealer
Rating: PG-13
Any fool with a sharp knife and a sure hand can remove a man's face. That's nothing but butchery. Slice through skin, tear muscle from bone, hack through sinew, blood making everything slick, slippery.
Not his style. No. Not his style at all.
It takes skill to remove a soul. Skill and finesse and knowing the right moment to strike. Yes.
Koh loops through the exposed roots of the old mangrove, up and down, back and forth, a multitude of legs rippling in irregular waves. His face changes with each sinuous curl. He runs through them in turn. Savoring. Remembering.
He knows them all. He's tasted every part of them, every sin, every secret, every sordid desire. He sifts through them, takes the tasty bits and casts the rest aside in his bone heap. The body is always left behind. Sometimes, people come to him, flies to a tasty honey-trap, seeking what he knows, looking for just one little scrap from that heap of knowledge he's hoarded up bit by bit over the years.
Every thought, every dream, every bit of wisdom, every shred of hope. He takes it all. And he is not willing to let it go.
To take someone's face is to take who they are. It's simple, really. He's lost a few victims (that child monk, for one), but most of them fall, fall and are devoured.
All he needs to do is find one hook. Just one. Foothold, toothold, clawhold--the chink in the armor, the crack in the façade, the way in. That's all. Once he knows what they feel, he knows what they are. Once he knows what they are, he sees their true face.
He sees their true face, and they see his. It is the last thing they will ever see.