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damned_institute2010-07-19 03:52 pm
idolism) wrote in damned_institute2010-07-19 03:52 pm
Nightshift 50: Waiting Room/Lobby 2
[from here]
The girl had come easily, like fruit plucked from a tree. As a predator he had struck true, and in moments like these, the vampire was not ashamed to admit that it was through a predator’s eyes that he was seeing. It was when he saw the most clearly. And after everything, the sheer simplicity of the moment took a weight from his mind.
He had her, and he was tired and starved. Her blood was singing.
The second waiting room had almost always gone ignored as long as Aidou had been around, and that night was no exception. It was just them and the unbroken darkness of the room. For now, at least; time was still precious, and though he had staggered the girl, she hadn’t entirely lost consciousnesses, not yet. Out of the way of the doors, he brought her tight against his body and lowered his lips to the pale skin peeking above her collar. A second later his fangs pierced her neck.
Losing blood would slow the return of her strength, but not stop it. That was why he couldn’t linger. As much as he trusted himself, for his own sake it also meant he couldn’t take too much from her.
When he finally did pull away, fangs slick with her blood, he released his hold long enough to lift her onto one of the tables. The bad thing about an isolated area away from the cellblocks was that if she did pass out, there was no guarantee someone would find her before other unkind company did. Getting her off the floor and out of reach of smaller monsters was the best he could do.
Before he left out the door, he brought a hand up to wipe at his mouth. There had been something strange about that blood.
[to here]
The girl had come easily, like fruit plucked from a tree. As a predator he had struck true, and in moments like these, the vampire was not ashamed to admit that it was through a predator’s eyes that he was seeing. It was when he saw the most clearly. And after everything, the sheer simplicity of the moment took a weight from his mind.
He had her, and he was tired and starved. Her blood was singing.
The second waiting room had almost always gone ignored as long as Aidou had been around, and that night was no exception. It was just them and the unbroken darkness of the room. For now, at least; time was still precious, and though he had staggered the girl, she hadn’t entirely lost consciousnesses, not yet. Out of the way of the doors, he brought her tight against his body and lowered his lips to the pale skin peeking above her collar. A second later his fangs pierced her neck.
Losing blood would slow the return of her strength, but not stop it. That was why he couldn’t linger. As much as he trusted himself, for his own sake it also meant he couldn’t take too much from her.
When he finally did pull away, fangs slick with her blood, he released his hold long enough to lift her onto one of the tables. The bad thing about an isolated area away from the cellblocks was that if she did pass out, there was no guarantee someone would find her before other unkind company did. Getting her off the floor and out of reach of smaller monsters was the best he could do.
Before he left out the door, he brought a hand up to wipe at his mouth. There had been something strange about that blood.
[to here]