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aterat2020-10-19 09:45 pm
mobprincess) wrote in aterat2020-10-19 09:45 pm
the room's on fire but this is fine
Who; Holly and your character!
What; There is a vampire, LOOSE in thehospital city
Where; Around the harbour district
When; Early evening of the 19th
Warnings; Blood, probable death of an NPC by way of being turned into an unwilling juice box
In a particularly poorly lit alleyway somewhere on the outskirts of the harbour district, Holly's latched on the neck of a guy she managed to lure off the street, and who is now just about passed out in her grip. She intended to leave him alone after she'd taken a little! Only, that's not...really going to plan. He's fading very rapidly and she knows she should stop - but her hunger and her lack of much remorse for the dude in question are making the whole 'stopping before she's full' thing kinda...not a priority.
The thing is, back home? She wouldn't need to do this. She'd be able to get blood whenever she needed it, no problems. But here? It's been tricky, to put it lightly - and the hunger's only been getting worse. Something not helped by her not sleeping well.
And now there's a fucking demon bear roaming around at night, so she can't even go out when it's dark to try and get food. Maybe even not in the evenings anymore either once people really start getting twitchy, start going home earlier.
Fucks sake. What the fuck's with this place?
It's fine. This is fine. She just needs to finish up here, and then maybe Caelan will be in his apartment by the time she gets back. No need to freak out about Winne the Pooh on steroids.
What; There is a vampire, LOOSE in the
Where; Around the harbour district
When; Early evening of the 19th
Warnings; Blood, probable death of an NPC by way of being turned into an unwilling juice box
In a particularly poorly lit alleyway somewhere on the outskirts of the harbour district, Holly's latched on the neck of a guy she managed to lure off the street, and who is now just about passed out in her grip. She intended to leave him alone after she'd taken a little! Only, that's not...really going to plan. He's fading very rapidly and she knows she should stop - but her hunger and her lack of much remorse for the dude in question are making the whole 'stopping before she's full' thing kinda...not a priority.
The thing is, back home? She wouldn't need to do this. She'd be able to get blood whenever she needed it, no problems. But here? It's been tricky, to put it lightly - and the hunger's only been getting worse. Something not helped by her not sleeping well.
And now there's a fucking demon bear roaming around at night, so she can't even go out when it's dark to try and get food. Maybe even not in the evenings anymore either once people really start getting twitchy, start going home earlier.
Fucks sake. What the fuck's with this place?
It's fine. This is fine. She just needs to finish up here, and then maybe Caelan will be in his apartment by the time she gets back. No need to freak out about Winne the Pooh on steroids.
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"I dunno, I figured I'd just leave him in the street and hope for the best," she said, the sarcasm coming easily. "This ain't my first rodeo, I've been here a while, dude."
As she straightened up, resigned to the fact that she wouldn't be finishing this meal in peace, she dusted off her dungarees and jabbed a thumb over her shoulder in some vague direction. "There's a sewer openin' a little ways that way, s'where I usually throw 'em. I figure there's at least one somethin' livin' down there who ain't complainin' about the freebies."
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