Snippet #2466000

Melita smiled warmly at Hikari. She felt happy, albeit confused as to the what she took to be a comforting gesture by the other female. Waving goodbye to the two girls she'd met, she looked almost wistfully at the red-haired woman, her scolding of her fellow vampires reassuring to her. Melita was reluctant to leave the other humans and the new female vampire, but she supposed she had no choice in the matter. Not wanting to anger the one she was assigned to, she followed him quietly, looking around anxiously.

Upon entering the room, Melita's eyes went wide, admiring the warm decor. It was a rather nice room if she were to be honest, and she had to admit, Julius seemed to have nice taste. Sadly, her thoughts of the room and how to organize it's contents even better were creully interrupted by reality.

The human's face went a bit pale as he mentioned feeding, and her eyes watched him nervously. So far he was being nothing but polite to her, but she didn't want to be his dinner. Seeing his box and it's contents, she 'eep'-ed softly. He may have been prepared and even sanitary, but the fact still remained he intended on biting her.

"I...Is there no other way to give blood to you? Is it going to hurt much? Will haing a drink first make it better? If so, I'll have a drink. Where are you going to bite me? I..I was telling the truth back there! I..I only just saw a vampire less than a day ago..I think it was a day..." Melita spouted out, looking a bit confused at the memory. What had happened? How long had she passed out? And what happened between now and then?

"I only knew it was a vampire because I noticed them biting someone in an alleyway..and..there was so much blood..." Melita shuddered at the memory, looking shaken and sad. She took a deep breath, trying to remember, and looking dismayed that she couldn't.

"I-I don't even remember anything after it turned to look at me....I remember blackness...nothing more...I dunno if I fainted or was knocked out. I just remember those eyes..and the blood, blood al on the ground, I could smell it, and I knew that person wasn't alive anymore..." Melita felt her voice grow softer. She was scared. She wasn't ready to die. How much would he take? She dared to glance up at Julius.