09-19-2018, 01:01 AM
[align=center][div style="width:400px; font-size:8.4pt;line-height:1.1;color:#000;font-family:arial;margin-top:3px;margin-bottom:3px;letter-spacing:0px;margin-left:0px;text-align:justify;"]It might have been nothing more than a waste of time, minutes or hours spend waiting, left wanting. But then there would be no fun within it, no need for such measures when one had gathered the prior knowledge, the number of those who found it necessary to ingest blood rather public knowledge. Such was their downfall, those amongst them deemed vampires, forced to drink from others to sustain their own bodies at the expense of others, following instincts forced upon them.
He could not say when he had last had anything, child still he was prone to moments of forgetfulness – or it might have been mere want to not harm another, a quality lacking in the one who sought another, left discarded as though brought low by some unforeseen force. Within the trees the child looked upon her, confusion mingling with worry across dark features, wondering as to whether she was alive. It did not matter how hard he strained he could not hear her heart, but then, with the distance separating them, it seemed unlikely he would do so if it proved strong.
“H...hello...?” Rasping tone rose, tremble behind it as small paws shuffled through the leaf litter, looking over her. Odd was the green colouration she bore but the crimson, none dried though the rate of her heart had slowed the trickle of blood. Across his lips tongue swiped, faint groan escaping as he took a few steps closer. It proved fruitless, each attempt to keep back, to check upon her, only drawing him back, gaze moving over each cut.
Shaking paw gently pushed against her shoulder, feeling no movement for a time, seconds ticking away. Finally he leaned down, unsure now as memory surfaced, remembering the scrap of teeth along his throat, buried deep as it tore through skin and muscle, seeking his own blood. Shallow was the break he made, but enough. He was able to take only a mouthful of blood before he was stumbling back, gagging as it filled his throat, heavy and cloying, a taste which burned as it wormed its way into his stomach.
For only a second longer could Harland keep himself standing, shaking before his legs buckled, muscles seizing as the fire worked through him, whimper pulled from bloodied lips. Everything hurt but he couldn't more, left sprawled close by Tsuyu, jaws locked tight so he could offer only sounds of agony.
He could not say when he had last had anything, child still he was prone to moments of forgetfulness – or it might have been mere want to not harm another, a quality lacking in the one who sought another, left discarded as though brought low by some unforeseen force. Within the trees the child looked upon her, confusion mingling with worry across dark features, wondering as to whether she was alive. It did not matter how hard he strained he could not hear her heart, but then, with the distance separating them, it seemed unlikely he would do so if it proved strong.
“H...hello...?” Rasping tone rose, tremble behind it as small paws shuffled through the leaf litter, looking over her. Odd was the green colouration she bore but the crimson, none dried though the rate of her heart had slowed the trickle of blood. Across his lips tongue swiped, faint groan escaping as he took a few steps closer. It proved fruitless, each attempt to keep back, to check upon her, only drawing him back, gaze moving over each cut.
Shaking paw gently pushed against her shoulder, feeling no movement for a time, seconds ticking away. Finally he leaned down, unsure now as memory surfaced, remembering the scrap of teeth along his throat, buried deep as it tore through skin and muscle, seeking his own blood. Shallow was the break he made, but enough. He was able to take only a mouthful of blood before he was stumbling back, gagging as it filled his throat, heavy and cloying, a taste which burned as it wormed its way into his stomach.
For only a second longer could Harland keep himself standing, shaking before his legs buckled, muscles seizing as the fire worked through him, whimper pulled from bloodied lips. Everything hurt but he couldn't more, left sprawled close by Tsuyu, jaws locked tight so he could offer only sounds of agony.