Ninth Bite || "Just a Bite"

[wimpyvampire]

*Outside of 723 Anderson Lane, someone might notice a man sitting in his bushes. Yes. Sitting in his bushes, in the middle of the night, shivering. His hands cover his head and he looks rather troubled. It's odd for a man to do this, even for Conrad's standards. Perhaps it was a new trend

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Go right ahead and snack on Seychelles. I bet she tastes.... tropical.

[tuna_surprise]

[She was out for a walk, and notices the shaking bushes. Expecting someone's weird pet, she crouches down for a better look.]

Hey! What are you doing in the bushes?

[She's about to tease him for being a peeping tom, but then she notices that he doesn't look too well.]

Are- Are you okay? You aren't hurt, are you?

[tuna_surprise]

[Her first thought is: Omg he shook his head which would clearly mean he can't breath! Not that she has any idea how to fix that...]

Okay, Okay. Just calm down. Are you asthmatic? Do you have an inhaler or something?

[She moves her other hand to grasp his, thinking that he's reaching out for support. In her defense, she did say 'nod if you can breath.']

[wimpyvampire]

*That pounding in his head just got louder. And louder. And louder. Faster too as she was growing worried for the man's well-being. He opens his mouth a bit, trying to speak. His eyes darted to her neck and he... god he can't take it.

He tugs her forward, so that when he leans forward, he digs his fangs into her neck, closing his eyes tightly, eyebrows furrowed.

Dear god Conrad. Why?*

Do you like Pina Coladas?

[tuna_surprise]

[She has just enough time to gasp in shock before his fangs sink in.]

What...? What are you-?

[It was all so surreal. She wonders if she's dreaming. It takes a moment before her reflexes kick in and she tries to push him away.]

((OOC: She just got her nation-ness back, so I imagine she tastes like the vampiric equivalent of a tropical umbrella drink. Enjoy.))

PFFT OH GOD, HORRIBLE. I love it.

[wimpyvampire]

*Conrad felt horrible. All of this. This woman was trying to help him. She didn't even know what was WRONG with him, but she was willing to help. He didn't know there there people like that in this town... He closes his eyes tighter as his vampire side kicks into gear.

He focuses at the task at hand, drinking the sweet blood. All of it was intoxicating. It was different than the blood Worth gave him. very different. Conrad doesn't seem too deterred from the pushing, his fangs sunk in pretty deep.*

[tuna_surprise]

St- Stop it! Let me go!

[She stuggles to get out of his grasp as best she can, but his fangs are in pretty deep and the blood loss isn't helping. Was this really happening? This was a- a vampire? But this kind of thing only happens in movies or books or...Mayfield, apparently. She probably shouldn't even be surprised.]

Please.... stop...

[wimpyvampire]

*His eyes snap open though, at the sound of her plea. He pulls away, and gasps, coughing up some of her blood that he chokes on. The man stands from his seat on the couch and takes a few steps back, looking down at the floor, a trail of blood on the carpet.*

...!!!

[tuna_surprise]

[Staring.... Just staring. She hadn't actually expected him to stop. But he did. Which meant...]

Are- Are you...?

[She fails at trying to form a coherent sentence. She's too shocked right now to think straight. One shakey hand reaches up to the wound on her neck.]

[wimpyvampire]

*he licks at the remains of her blood on his lips and lifts his gaze, a glazed look in his eye, but he shakes his head, holding it with one hand*

G-go! Please go I ah... *He falls to a knee, his head pounding again*

[tuna_surprise]

[This was all completely insane. She slowly pushes herself off of the couch and takes a step toward him.]

But you.... Will you be okay?

[wimpyvampire]

Yes I'll be fine! B...But you won't if you don't get out!

[tuna_surprise]

But....

[She hesitates, glancing nervously between him and the door.]

I- I can't just leave you here like this...

[wimpyvampire]

DO YOU WANT TO GET BITTEN AGAIN!?

[tuna_surprise]

[This earns a squeal as she jumps back, hitting the corner of the couch behind her and toppling to the floor. Good job, Seychelles, uncoordinated spazzing is the best way to deal with danger.]

I'm sorry!

[What is she apologizing for? She doesn't know either, but she's scared.]

[wimpyvampire]

*He furrows his brow down at her... God she was as clumsy as he was. Conrad sighs.*

...What's your name?

[tuna_surprise]

[She is precisely as graceful as a dolphin. Both in and out of water. Note that she is currently out of water...]

S- Seychelles. My name is Seychelles....

[She struggles back to her feet, still watching him uncertainly.]