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Alexia smiled broadly at the sight of her discomfort before standing up and walking over to the cart. Reaching down, her captor ran her fingers along the various implements scattered upon the tray. After finding what she had been looking for, the woman held it up to the light so that Claire would be able to see it. Her eyes widened in dread at the sight of the straight-edge razor in Alexia’s hand. The woman’s face held the same smirk she had shown earlier. Back then it had caused her anger to flare… this time however, it was enveloping her with fear.

With blade in hand, Alexia walked behind the chair. Soon Claire could see the shimmer of the razor out of the corner of her left eye. Her captor then began to gently caress the back of it against her cheek, causing her to wince in fear.

“Claire…” The Ashford woman’s lips were next to her ear. She could hear the excitement growing in her voice. “You and I are going to have so much fun together!”

Slowly, she felt the cool kiss of the razor as it ran down the tear-stained path of her cheek. Once it reached the bottom of her face, Claire soon felt the blade descend over her chin and down the soft flesh of her neck. She was afraid. Once again the cold hand of fear was crawling up her spine; causing her body to goose-prickle. There was no defense against it. With eyes shut tight, Claire was gasping for breath while her body trembled below her.

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Part 2 of my drawings for my "Ice Queen" fan fiction. Alexia Ashford and Claire Redfield from Resident Evil: Code Veronica - X. The "razor" scene was one of my favorite parts to write. You definitely don't want to piss off Alexia!

Still learning to draw anime. More practice to come.

Fan fiction is located here - The Ice Queen - A Code: Veronica X Short
Ashford Mansion
Antarctica
January 3rd 1999
… drip…
The darkness... fear…
Inside her mind those two forces were overpowering. The terrifying blackness was consuming her spirit; sapping whatever strength that had remained. In the distance, the sound seemed to echo its foreboding noise further into the depths of her dreams. The darkness always amplified sound. It was something she knew quite intimately from her youth.
She hated the dark; hated it ever since the day she had fallen down an abandoned well behind her parents’ home. For hours she had lain at the bottom with a sprained ankle surrounded by the unyielding darkness. At the young age of seven, she had never felt so helpless… or scared. Trying to call for help had proven to be in vain due to the depth in which she had fallen. Terror and pain had been her only compa

Description
Alexia smiled broadly at the sight of her discomfort before standing up and walking over to the cart. Reaching down, her captor ran her fingers along the various implements scattered upon the tray. After finding what she had been looking for, the woman held it up to the light so that Claire would be able to see it. Her eyes widened in dread at the sight of the straight-edge razor in Alexia’s hand. The woman’s face held the same smirk she had shown earlier. Back then it had caused her anger to flare… this time however, it was enveloping her with fear.

With blade in hand, Alexia walked behind the chair. Soon Claire could see the shimmer of the razor out of the corner of her left eye. Her captor then began to gently caress the back of it against her cheek, causing her to wince in fear.

“Claire…” The Ashford woman’s lips were next to her ear. She could hear the excitement growing in her voice. “You and I are going to have so much fun together!”

Slowly, she felt the cool kiss of the razor as it ran down the tear-stained path of her cheek. Once it reached the bottom of her face, Claire soon felt the blade descend over her chin and down the soft flesh of her neck. She was afraid. Once again the cold hand of fear was crawling up her spine; causing her body to goose-prickle. There was no defense against it. With eyes shut tight, Claire was gasping for breath while her body trembled below her.

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Part 2 of my drawings for my "Ice Queen" fan fiction. Alexia Ashford and Claire Redfield from Resident Evil: Code Veronica - X. The "razor" scene was one of my favorite parts to write. You definitely don't want to piss off Alexia!

Still learning to draw anime. More practice to come.

Fan fiction is located here - The Ice Queen - A Code: Veronica X Short
Ashford Mansion
Antarctica
January 3rd 1999
… drip…
The darkness... fear…
Inside her mind those two forces were overpowering. The terrifying blackness was consuming her spirit; sapping whatever strength that had remained. In the distance, the sound seemed to echo its foreboding noise further into the depths of her dreams. The darkness always amplified sound. It was something she knew quite intimately from her youth.
She hated the dark; hated it ever since the day she had fallen down an abandoned well behind her parents’ home. For hours she had lain at the bottom with a sprained ankle surrounded by the unyielding darkness. At the young age of seven, she had never felt so helpless… or scared. Trying to call for help had proven to be in vain due to the depth in which she had fallen. Terror and pain had been her only compa