She tries, for just a heartbeat, to keep her grip and keep feeding, but then jerks back, stumbling away from him with his push and covering her mouth with both hands. Blood, smeared on her neck and jaw, is the brightest color in the room. His blood.
"Oh...." She looks ready to flee, glancing towards the door.
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Date: 2006-12-30 10:13 am (UTC)"Oh...." She looks ready to flee, glancing towards the door.