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[have_no_mercy]

It's not unusual for Tess to be entertaining a guest. It's really not unusual for that guest to be Zod. What isn't the norm is that he's not the only person she's expecting.

It's time, they've decided, to put their plan into action, to attempt to rid themselves of one of the nuisances in their lives. Darkseid has been summoned to the mansion on the pretext of potentially another adventure or evening of games. Security has been told to notify Tess when he arrives and everything else is in place for what's really going to take place. Or so she - and Zod - hope.

So until he does make his presence known, they'll just have to wait. One way or another, it's going to be an interesting evening.

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[have_no_mercy]

"Yes, I can. Trust me."

Tess takes a hold of the hilt, pressing the gathered material to his chest in order to absorb the blood that will be forthcoming. "Take a deep breath," she whispers and once he does, she pulls the knife out.

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The intense pain that follows leaves his senses numb, and the loud pounding in his ears returns. Whether or not he cries out in the moment the knife leaves his flesh he's not entirely sure; he can hear little else but the beating of his own heart.

His vision blurs almost immediately once the knife is out and then continues to darken as he fights a losing battle to remain conscious through the blood loss and pain.

[have_no_mercy]

The knife is tossed away immediately and Tess applies pressure to the wound with both hands for a few minutes, until Zod's eyes appear lifeless and glassy. After a few deep breaths of her own, she fumbles with the pouch and removes a filled syringe, making sure any air is pushed out.

Tess rolls up his sleeve with remarkably steady hands and injects the liquid slowly. Then she waits, fingers pressed to his wrist, hoping for a pulse.