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Default   #12   sylvanSpider sylvanSpider is offline
Weaver of Webs
Ashi pursed her lips with the guards' incessant questioning, (I feel fine, thank you very much.) but she said nothing. Right about now, she was feeling the equivalent that every woman feels on a day where she feels pretty enough that she doesn't wish to wear makeup only to be asked if she was sick. It was the first time she'd seen the sun in only the gods knew how long, and prior to meeting these gents was actually feeling quite alright with herself.

She shot Rin a look as if keeping her identity was still important. If Ashi ever visited the Upperside, she knew that acting, and looking, like a human were necessary, and she didn't know if those rules still applied. Drishe had her back though, and her face softened as she looked up at the genie, shifting in her seat. It was obvious Rin was taking the lead when it came to speaking for them, and Ashi was more than happy to let him do it. She'd always been particularly shy, and her vampirism made it all the worse with humans.

Josef on the other hand fiddled with his pack of cigarettes bringing one out as they were led to the medic, “I don't see the point of all this. The sickness you guys mentioned about? None of us have heard of it. We've been underground literally this entire time. We're fine. All of us. Shit, even Miss Vegan Vampy over here is fine; she's been feeding on us. Uh, willingly, mind you. She's alright to have around.” He was prattling away as the group approached the entrance.

The building itself was only slightly less shoddy than the rest of the buildings in its immediate area, giving off the impression that it was a relatively important building. More effort was put into it. Inside, it even smelled like a hospital, sending shivers up Ashi's arms. The last time she'd been in a hospital, she was told she had a terminal illness. How very different to be immortal coming into a place like this than when she was mortal.
Old Posted 09-25-2017, 08:30 PM Reply With Quote