Snippet #1489721

"We'll see about that Gokan-chan."

Damascus narrowed her eyes. What exactly was he thinking? She noted the glance to her neck, the smirk on his lips. Out of the other vampires, Hiroshi was someone she didn't want to mess with. No, she wasn't scared of him. But the way he seemed so familiar and how he clearly knew her before today, something about it didn't seem right. It was as if he knew something about her that she didn't know. But... how was that possible?

Brushing it off, the brunette trotted off into the forest to sit in one of the trees. It was a usual practice. Her room was rarely touched other than for clothing changes and to get her books. As she relaxed against the branch her tongue absently frisked over her lips. She caught herself. What the hell was that? she thought with a frown. She lifted a hand to her lips and touched them lightly - they were trembling. Perhaps the blood was getting to her? Or was she hungry?

Don't worry about it, just sleep, her mind told her, and so she obeyed.