(laughs at new emoticons)
It was a long drive indeed, even at the spped that Luna was driving. Fuck the speed limit. Limitations are for those that need to be told what to do, what to think....She laughs and squeals with delight as she makes the buick have just a little air-time over a sharp hill.

A car approached, quickly yet quietly in the dead of night... Nearly 2am, to be exact...

Deep into the woods they went.. maybe not even with a real specific destination in mind, just a general need to be there.

The car parked and Lydia was the first out.

Their language is odd, to be understood only by the twins.

"Sister, you get our friend from the trunk.. I'll prepare things.. "

She grinned wickedly, moving to lay a blanket out on the ground.. she then neatly lays out an array of knives and a few other torture weapons.. something that looks like a handheld rake, but with its ends sharpened and jagged.. and many other things..

Luna gets out and giggles. She stalks around the side of her car, carefully placing each step just so. She crept to the trunk quietly and stands before it, staring at it for quite some time. Then a creshendo breaks the silence as she beats on the trunk and screams. She stops a listens, the whelp squirms and writhes inside. Luna bounces and giggles.
She pops the trunk and smiles sweetly to the oracle, "We decided a lovely pic-in-ic," she says the word like Yogi bear. "would be in order. Guess what? You are the guest of honor!"
She jerks the Oracle out of the car and nonchalantly tosses her onto the ground.

Lydia glanced over her shoulder with a grin and giggle..

"Now sister, keep in mind that we must be quick about this and get it done, for our story to hold true..We can have our fun, but we still must restrain ourselves slightly."

She nods..and then she moves over to the Oracle, grabbing her by her hair and dragging her over to lay next to the blanket of toys..

She slips into a language that the Oracle will understand..

"Any opinion on where we should start?"

She pauses a moment, with a laugh..

"I guess not!"

And in one quick movement, she grabs her trusty butcher knife from the strap on her thigh, pulls the Oracle's hands above her head, and with enough strength to break through...

The butcher knife is stabbed into BOTH of the Oracle's hands, and into the ground.. sharpened for this very reason, to pin her hands brutally above her head.

She gasps, seeing her sister begin to crucify the oracle. She watches with delight and excitement. She begins to ring her hand together as she slowly approaches, her eyes moving over the toys.

{Heh, the emoticons were intended as a little welcome back present for Radiation. I'm sure he will make liberal use of them.}

Eyes to her sister once more...

"Do whatever you wish to her, but keep in mind that it must look like she was shredded afterward.. Our fun must be slightly sacrificed in order to not get caught..."

She's serious.. darkly in the mood.. but with a grin.. oh yes, she's enjoying herself.

Luna rolls her eyes and mocks her sister. Yeah, she knows this is serious, but Luna doesn't feel like she needs a lecture. She finds the rake-like toy and smiles, picking it up. She wanted so much to join in. But her sister does such beautiful work....She waits for the perfect moment.

Another knife is grabbed.. and she looks down to the oracle with a grin...

"If I were a wolfy.. I think that the most tasty part of you would be...."

She ponders for a moment....

"Well, probably your tongue.. or eyes..Actually though..."

She casts a glance over to Luna.

"You take the first cut, sister..."

She grins

"Hm, I would say they'd rip her open and take out the bloodiest organs like the liver and heart," she giggles like a perverted child. She kneels down infront of the girl. She twirls the rack around in her palm before raising it up and striking it down into the girls abdomen. the rack sinks deep into her flesh. Luna squeals, yanking at the rake so it rips through her flesh. She jerks the rake out, looking at the bloodied bits of skin hanging from it like raw jerky.
"It looks like claws," she whispers to her sister like it was big secret. "Big, meaty, wolfy claws ripping right through her milky white skin. Look how the blood stands out. Like sanguine on snow."

Lydia just watches... a look of pure excitement on her face...

"Sister.. You sure do know how to start a party!"

She laughs... watching the oracle's face for a moment as she speaks...

"How convincing and coy we are... "

And then she quickly reaches in... she has decent length nails... and rips through the flesh, grabbing the first organ that she comes across and yanking with a grin..

"So beautiful...."

Luna almost wishes that the Oracle could scream. She loves it when they scream. She jumps slightly, suddenly remembering they were in howler territory. She scans the treeline, looking for movement.
She flickers her eyes back to her sister and smiles as she holds up such a pretty organ.
"It is indeed sister," she says quietly.

"Cut her again, please.... I love to see flesh shred.."

Oh yes, she's in the mood to watch.. as she holds the organ in her hand, watching the blood drip down her arm...

She brings the rake up again and brings it down to bite into the oracles flesh yet again. She drags the rake through her flesh, twisting it at the end so the tines get all tangled in sinew and flesh. She grins darkly and with one swift jerk, the rake is pulled from her skin.

She squeels out a giggle and grins as she watches her sister...

The oracle has probably stopped kicking by now.. but just in case.. she looks down at the girl and mutters..

"Goodbye, doll."

Then her knife is unsheathed and drug harshly across the girl's throat.

The oracle had succumbed to the slashes and stabs. But Lydias slash across her throat is what ends her unlife. The whelp was weak but her impression on the cobweb is far from it.

Lydia and Luna are both swept with echoing screams in their head as the Oracle meets her final death...

Lydia stumbles back a moment, closing her eyes tightly, before opening them..

"Sister, we must hurry back home to tell Father of the unfortunate death of his beloved Oracle..."

She moves to the car, bringing out the shredded clothing of the oracle.. she she spreads over and around the girl's body.

"Ready sister?"

She reels back. Her hands grasping her head, her teeth gritted in a pained wince. She blinks as the screams fade and looks to her sister. She nods in agreeance. She stands, looking over the corpse with a twisted sense of pride. She grins and jogs over to the car, climbing into the driver's side.
"Yeah," she barks.

Lydia stopped for a moment, and with her knife, she removed the ties that bound the girl's wrists and feet, as well as the gag.. then she gathered up the instruments of torture before moving to the car and climbing into the passenger seat.

"Don't forget, we have to stop by a lake of some sort to dispose of all this."

Is simply muttered

"thank you for reminding me sister. Buckle up, we don't need any unwanted accidents," the smile on Luna's lips said that this car was going to see more air time then eval keneval.