OOC:
I'm BAAAAAACK. X]
That concert was killer.
4 days of pure insanity.
BUT NOW.
I'm attempting to return to reality and, furthermore, ignore my sunburn. ><;
So yeah.
Sorry I was gone so long. I suppose I could've given adequate warning.
...
But anyway.
BIC:
Hellahi had watched Almirrah intently throughout her brief hunt. He had thoughtfully observed her technique, her grace, her...
Her strange way of feeding.
His eyes were narrow with puzzlement, and suspicion. This femme had his interest captivated, and he was slowly accepting his own self-demotion in order to further know her. As much as he hated himself for it, he could use the acceptance. The friendship. Almirrah had gained a good sense of stature with Hellahi.
To him, she seemed a kindred spirit, and their similarities were continuously tempting Hellahi away from playing the "loner" card.
And so, with a horrid knot in his stomach, he submissed. It wouldn't kill him to be friendly with just one person (or so he told himself).
He softened his untrusting demeanour, and wiped the puzzled look off his face. His eyes, while still curious, were accepting and kind. His voice was less harsh, and the bitterness behind it faded.
"Interesting technique, there. Nothing like I've seen before."
As he spoke he stared not at Almirrah, but at the nearly bloodless corpse before her.
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