with every touch, i intoxicate

No, I just wanted to make some friends.

Huh, I should’ve guessed.

Yeah. You taste pretty good, by the way. 

So what’s your diagnosis?

Psychopathy.

*grimaces and shivers* Hot and dangerous. *she smirks, pushing Joss back enough so that she can move*  At any rate, my official diagnosis is Wendigo Psychosis. Apparently finding your fellow humans’ flesh to be delicious is some huge crime. *she reaches out to wipe the little trickles of blood off of Joss’s shoulder and licks it off her finger* Mm. And the blood is a nice touch.

I'm liking you more by the minute, Kirby.

Heh. Well then. *she grabs Joss’s wrist, pulling her closer and baring her teeth* You want to know what I do? *she smirks, sinking her teeth into Joss’s shoulder just enough to draw two little beads of blood where her canines went in. Tasting the blood she recoils, licking the specks off of her lips*

[winces a little as Kirby digs her teeth into her shoulder, but smirks as she pulls away.] Nice. [putting a hand on Kirby's shoulder, she pulls her in and bites the soft skin above her collar bone, drawing a few little beads of blood and licking them off her skin. Pushing her against the wall behind her, she winks] That was pretty hot. 

Useful? *she licks her bottom lip* Useful for what?

For fucking with the bedwetters around here, of course. 

*steps closer to her* I don’t think you want to know what I can do.

[tilts her head and looks her up and down] I think I do. You could be useful.

*smirks* I’m an A. What about you?

A. But that means jackshit around here until you prove what you can do. 

It’s not arrogance if it’s true.

[raises an eyebrow] Are you an A or a B? If they've told you yet. 

Um, none of your fucking business? Puh, everything’s a good look for me.

[shrugs] Yeah, arrogance definitely isn't a good look for you. 

Huh. You know, someone told me I should watch what I said around you. But you don’t seem so dangerous. More like a petty bitch.

Really? Who was that?