07-20-2011, 09:47 PM
She sunk into the sofa’s cushioned depths, the soft, worn leather enveloping her. Swaying a little, she continued to run her eyes over the soldiers living quarters, moving them around the room until the fell upon said soldier as he emerged from wherever he had left to go to. His mouth opened and closed as if he was speaking and she found herself having to focus so that she could hear the words that were being said, only to regret having heard them. A small throb made itself known within her chest and she suddenly felt like crying as the knowledge that the soldier was only playing with her hit her hard. Again and again she’d told herself he was only having her on and that she should leave, but she’d followed him; admittedly not consciously, but she’d stuck around and had gotten her hopes up somewhat if she was to be honest, only to have them crushed by some strangers idea of a joke.
Jumping to her feet, she had to hold onto the sofa’s arm and steady herself as a dizzy spell hit her. Looking at the male now with new found disgust; she began to slowly sober up and noticed a rather distinctive pair of ears… fangs and a tail. Her mouth fell open in a silent display of shock and her eyes shot to the bottle of drink as she questioned whether she’d drunk something funny. But her mind was suddenly crystal clear and her senses sharp so there was no denying what she was seeing.
Frowning now, she ran a hand though short red hair, turned away from and paced to steps before she turned back and paced towards him. Raising a hand, she waved a finger at him. “One minute, currently deciding whether to kill you for trying a sick joke or.. iunno” and with that she continued to pace back and forth, her mind on complete and utter shut down. The few rational parts of her mind told her that a werewolf was impossible; what she was an elaborate costume.
Approaching the soldier, she cautiously moved closer and closer, eyeing him as if he may laugh in her face for having taken the joke seriously or suddenly try and kill her. Hesitantly, she raised a hand to his ear and tugged. A quick succession of backwards steps created space between him and her once more and all she could simply do was she her head in denial. “No… way”.
Jumping to her feet, she had to hold onto the sofa’s arm and steady herself as a dizzy spell hit her. Looking at the male now with new found disgust; she began to slowly sober up and noticed a rather distinctive pair of ears… fangs and a tail. Her mouth fell open in a silent display of shock and her eyes shot to the bottle of drink as she questioned whether she’d drunk something funny. But her mind was suddenly crystal clear and her senses sharp so there was no denying what she was seeing.
Frowning now, she ran a hand though short red hair, turned away from and paced to steps before she turned back and paced towards him. Raising a hand, she waved a finger at him. “One minute, currently deciding whether to kill you for trying a sick joke or.. iunno” and with that she continued to pace back and forth, her mind on complete and utter shut down. The few rational parts of her mind told her that a werewolf was impossible; what she was an elaborate costume.
Approaching the soldier, she cautiously moved closer and closer, eyeing him as if he may laugh in her face for having taken the joke seriously or suddenly try and kill her. Hesitantly, she raised a hand to his ear and tugged. A quick succession of backwards steps created space between him and her once more and all she could simply do was she her head in denial. “No… way”.