coming for me

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″Um — alright? I mean, I’ve been here loads of times, and nothing’s seemed off, per se, but….if you say so.‶

      He stared at the offered hand— looking almost frightened by it, unsure if he wanted to touch the person before him. Blue eyes that had once been bright and alive locked with her own gaze, and he was quiet for a few moments before he said,

            ❝ Ch-ris. ❞

      A breath-like noise. It was like a wheeze. Understandable, given his injury.

            ❝ My fr-iends. The-ey’re in danger. She let it out. ❞

          She smiled a bit and stepped forward. “Hi, Chris.” Mira said, trying to be as soft spoken as she could.

         Admittedly, just flinging herself into a stranger’s house after feeding and SCENTING some humans was probably not the best idea.  But none had been present when she’d done it and she’d HOPED the disconnect would assist her staving off the NEAR MANIC HUNGER.

               This girl is lucky she’s still alive.

                      Still — Edythe’s GOT to spin some tale, some lie.  Expression shifts to one of confusion, of faint panic.  AN EXPERTLY crafted facade of fear, as though she naught but a traumatized girl only just realizing just what she has gone through.  “I’m — I’m sorry.  I got attacked by — some kind of animal, and I was just — n - needed to get away.”

          Something smelled--and it wasn’t just the blood on this girl. Mira crossed her arms, nodding for the other to sit down. “Alright. Where’d it get you?” she asked, grabbing a towel from the kitchen.

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″Well, I mean….that’s one way to put it, yeah. Why? You need somethin’?‶

          “You CAN’T be serious.”

      The spectre before Mira cocked his head to the side– causing the clean through-and-through cut on his throat to become noticeable, as his neck split to allow him this movement.

      When his head snapped back, it was just like that– with a SNAP, suddenly back into place and perfectly rooted. But the wound remained, dribbling blood and other fluids.

            ❝ Are the-ey okay? ❞

          Mira’s eyes widened a bit at the sight of the wound. It didn’t matter how many spectres she saw, the worst of the deaths always stuck with her--she was sure this one would too.

❜I need to put this somewhere. ❛

        “I could ask you the same question.” 

           ❛ So. What did you say your name was again?  ❜