Seras slung her legs off the side of the table, moving to pull her pants back on --which was a feat in itself, considering the wound had yet to heal up completely. Thankfully, it was already beginning to stitch itself up, slowly but surely.
As she reached for her jacket, she noticed the wound still in the side of her hand, the sight of blood triggering that same hunger from a moment ago.
Her rational mind was fading, a more animalistic, primal sense taking over. She didn't want her blood... she needed another's. Soon, she found herself upright again, stepping towards the poor, unaware doctor.
Without warning, she grips the woman by the hair, twisting it about her wrist and jerking her head back. A dark, ominous chuckle bubbles up from the girl's throat as she leans in to take her meal.]
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Date: 2010-07-18 11:14 pm (UTC)Seras slung her legs off the side of the table, moving to pull her pants back on --which was a feat in itself, considering the wound had yet to heal up completely. Thankfully, it was already beginning to stitch itself up, slowly but surely.
As she reached for her jacket, she noticed the wound still in the side of her hand, the sight of blood triggering that same hunger from a moment ago.
Her rational mind was fading, a more animalistic, primal sense taking over. She didn't want her blood... she needed another's. Soon, she found herself upright again, stepping towards the poor, unaware doctor.
Without warning, she grips the woman by the hair, twisting it about her wrist and jerking her head back. A dark, ominous chuckle bubbles up from the girl's throat as she leans in to take her meal.]