Her eyes clench shut against the blaze of light, refusing to let it make her useless on the walk out of the building. The sound of the dead giving up is music to her ears and the ensuing quiet is enough encouragement to have her give the room another once over. Bone and flesh ash fills the room, but there's something clean to the air that wasn't there with dead claiming the place. Things were resting better. The night was calmer.
And Blade was so very alive. Ready to move to save her, then not moving, his blood coursing and adrenaline high. Checking her out for more than wounds. She can't really help but look him over with a very similar appreciation. Or take a few steps closer, unsure what she plans until she holds out the sword to him, flat against the palm of her hand. The smile that curls her lips is hungry, but controlled.
"Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like there are other things on my mind."
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To compensate for the weirdness I pulled my blade movies down for a watch
Date: 2012-08-27 03:22 am (UTC)And Blade was so very alive. Ready to move to save her, then not moving, his blood coursing and adrenaline high. Checking her out for more than wounds. She can't really help but look him over with a very similar appreciation. Or take a few steps closer, unsure what she plans until she holds out the sword to him, flat against the palm of her hand. The smile that curls her lips is hungry, but controlled.
"Like it was the most natural thing in the world. Like there are other things on my mind."