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rainbows are visions, but only illusions
WHO: Kanaya Maryam and YOU!!
WHERE: Around The City
WHEN: March 13th, afternoon
WARNINGS: Creeping, stalking, awkwardness, potentially a little blood?
SUMMARY: Kanaya's been thirsty lately, and it's led to her stalking shadows a little more often, creeping around, thinking about how people might taste. Bright feelings and bad ideas.
FORMAT: Whatever you like! If you have any special instructions, drop a note here!
[ terezi had crashed shortly after they returned from school. she still wasn't used to the daylight hours, and despite every assurance kanaya could possibly give, still wasn't comfortable under the sun. she only stayed up to keep an eye on kanaya, but it was clear that it was wearing on her. kanaya had tucked her in with her scalemates before sneaking out herself.
she finds herself stepping along the edges of the rooftops, leaping across the walls, dancing across the city as though it was her own personal studio. it helps to clear her head, but also recalls the last time she did this, reminds her of her need. it isn't as easy this time, though, she knows better.
but a resolution not to take doesn't erase the strength of her want. she slides down a fire escape, kicks against the wall, and softly lands in the alley below. she's not sure how she'll manage the thirst for now, but the romance of the hunt is certainly tempting as she sees the passersby on the sidewalk. she can't stay here long, she'll have to keep moving if she wants her thoughts to keep from settling on the subject too strongly. ]
WHERE: Around The City
WHEN: March 13th, afternoon
WARNINGS: Creeping, stalking, awkwardness, potentially a little blood?
SUMMARY: Kanaya's been thirsty lately, and it's led to her stalking shadows a little more often, creeping around, thinking about how people might taste. Bright feelings and bad ideas.
FORMAT: Whatever you like! If you have any special instructions, drop a note here!
[ terezi had crashed shortly after they returned from school. she still wasn't used to the daylight hours, and despite every assurance kanaya could possibly give, still wasn't comfortable under the sun. she only stayed up to keep an eye on kanaya, but it was clear that it was wearing on her. kanaya had tucked her in with her scalemates before sneaking out herself.
she finds herself stepping along the edges of the rooftops, leaping across the walls, dancing across the city as though it was her own personal studio. it helps to clear her head, but also recalls the last time she did this, reminds her of her need. it isn't as easy this time, though, she knows better.
but a resolution not to take doesn't erase the strength of her want. she slides down a fire escape, kicks against the wall, and softly lands in the alley below. she's not sure how she'll manage the thirst for now, but the romance of the hunt is certainly tempting as she sees the passersby on the sidewalk. she can't stay here long, she'll have to keep moving if she wants her thoughts to keep from settling on the subject too strongly. ]
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W-what are you doing?
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Well, uh, not unless... [ no, not that way. carrie may not understand what additional implications the fight may carry in this context, but she's already made clear where this won't be going between them, so it would be best not to let that mix in with this. it's complicated enough as it is. ]
No. No, that shouldn't be necessary.
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[ she scoots over on the bench, gradually glowing brighter as she does, but it isn't quite enough. the reversion has taken yet, it would have to be forced.
so she thinks of every awful thing she can imagine, every single doomed possibility her life is inevitably building toward, even that redbird's only doing this as a trap. she pulls up every source of stress she keeps shoved to the side, buried underneath, until it compounds to such a degree that she finally changes with a blinding flash. ]
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Keen. [ Aaanndd her eyes are over the dazzle, so she drops her hand and offers out the wrist instead. ]
So, uh, bon appetite.
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[ she takes redbird's arm in her hands and traces the veins with a finger, opting for an area closer to the elbow than the wrist where there was a bit more meat, moving the sleeve up to expose the skin there.
she brought the arm up to her lips, positioning herself better to dig in, but couldn't help hesitate before doing so. jesus, carrie, that grin isn't helping anyone. it's like having your food smile up at you gleefully as you eat it.
this whole thing is completely stupid, kanaya thinks, as she sinks her teeth into her arm. ]
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But she adverts her eyes anyway, looking out over the City and trying not to look uncomfortable as she waits for her to finish. ]
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once she pulls away, she realizes with some embarrassment how little she'd prepared herself to feed. nothing to cover the wound, nothing to help redbird recover from it. she may have her own bandages, at least, but this is a clear oversight.
kanaya figures she might as well give her back her arm so she can get to it, at least. ]
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Easier'n hunting someone down, I figure.
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[ she wipes her lips with two fingers, licking off any lingering blood ]
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[ She's pulling on her glove again, and finding it slowly easier and easier to act like this is all totally normal. ]
All you gotta do's ask, by the way.
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I'm really not sure of the wisdom in practicing this regularly.
[ honestly, carrie, you really shouldn't tease her like that ]
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[ she slumps against the bench, still glowing brightly as she finds a way to word this. it isn't as though carrie is unaware of how she feels, so she might as well just come out and say it. ]
You're communicating some very mixed signals with such an offer.
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[ There was going to be more to that, but then the comment about mixed signals, and she's pretty much lost all track of her train of thought. Mixed signals is basically the last thing she wants to do, and it makes her immediately look a little miserable. ]
What's food got to do with-- romance?
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Especially when practiced willingly. [ but mostly when your ideas of romances have been shaped by vampire novels ]
It's entirely possible you didn't intend it that way, but...knowing what infatuations I am working to exorcise already, and knowing your statements to the contrary of fulfilling those inconvenient inclinations, I feel it would be imprudent to repeat this level of interaction.
[ tl;dr stop leading me on, girl ]
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Right. Uh, we can do this later, maybe. I gotta go.
[ And she's standing, pulling out her grappling gun— ] Nice talking with you. [ —and gone. ]
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instead she's left burying her face in her hands in embarrassment. she'll just chill there for about five minutes before continuing on. >]