[she is in a lot of pain right now and trying not to go into shock, so the last thing she needs is to fuss at someone for fussing over her, but kurt just cut her off from her best chance at healing, and that is enough to get her freaking out ] No! You have no conception of what it is you're-- [ but she's cut off by the BAMF.
on top of the building, she breaks free with a surprising strength and hesitates at the ledge, what's left of her fingers being unable to grasp the threads to open a portal below. she turned before fully absconding, shouting back at him: ] I have no need of a medical professional!
[ and with that she dove off the roof, slowing her fall by hopping between facades and sliding as she could. it would be much easier if she had use of her hands, but she'd just have to make do. it wasn't her choice to travel to the top of the roof and away from the easiest prey.
as she leaps back into the fray, she finds herself to her disappointment that she wouldn't simply be able to pick off any of the corpses she'd already left, leaving her the more difficult necessity to single out a live one.
which means getting a better grip, which means scraping raw flesh and exposed bone against the monster's hide. nonetheless, it helps keep her steady enough that she can sink her teeth into the thing's rubbery and slick neck. the flavor of their bilious blood is perhaps the worst she's ever had to endure, but it's only a moment of drinking it before her hands begin bubbling and bleeding as the regrowth process begins.
the monster isn't so lucky, its wild bucking and attempts to get this young alien vampire off its back are largely unsuccessful, and eventually it succumbs to the bloodloss and stumbles to the ground. ]
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on top of the building, she breaks free with a surprising strength and hesitates at the ledge, what's left of her fingers being unable to grasp the threads to open a portal below. she turned before fully absconding, shouting back at him: ] I have no need of a medical professional!
[ and with that she dove off the roof, slowing her fall by hopping between facades and sliding as she could. it would be much easier if she had use of her hands, but she'd just have to make do. it wasn't her choice to travel to the top of the roof and away from the easiest prey.
as she leaps back into the fray, she finds herself to her disappointment that she wouldn't simply be able to pick off any of the corpses she'd already left, leaving her the more difficult necessity to single out a live one.
which means getting a better grip, which means scraping raw flesh and exposed bone against the monster's hide. nonetheless, it helps keep her steady enough that she can sink her teeth into the thing's rubbery and slick neck. the flavor of their bilious blood is perhaps the worst she's ever had to endure, but it's only a moment of drinking it before her hands begin bubbling and bleeding as the regrowth process begins.
the monster isn't so lucky, its wild bucking and attempts to get this young alien vampire off its back are largely unsuccessful, and eventually it succumbs to the bloodloss and stumbles to the ground. ]