[ She should have come back sooner. Should have realized that she wasn’t fucking processing, she was just avoiding, as if this was something that could be ignored until it went away. As if she didn’t know about the frenzy that tended to alight upon those that purposely starved themselves.
Coraline huddles deeper within the dark alley, gnawing on the bones of the… Person she killed (at least it was only one) to get to the rich marrow within. She moves to wipe her tears away, only to hear footsteps approach her location. In her panic, her tail thrashes, hitting the wall with an audible thump that is quickly followed by a string of curses as she begins losing the battle against her barely held back panic attack. ]
[The "perks" to working for a vampire meant that you kept pretty late nights. Tonight was one of them. The scent of blood caught Peace's attention first, whatever horrible, reptillian part of her brain that was now more monster than human perking up at the thought of a snack. She threw the thought away - directly in the brain trash where it belonged.
The person having a panic about eating someone threw her off and looked familiar. . .]
[ Coraline lets out a hiss, her hair puffing up at the perceived threat before she abruptly realizes that this is someone she knows. Which like... Not sure if that's better or worse, but Peace has always been like, pretty nice?
At least the sudden aggression interrupted her panic attack, and oh my god did she just ask if she's good????
A slightly hysterical laugh escapes before she can stop it. ]
[She's simultenously impressed and a little horrified that Coraline went so ham.]
Get that, uh. Cleaned up. You also look like you might need a little cleaning up. Come on, I was on the way to my place. You can take a shower and get some fresh clothes. Sleep.
Did you sleep? You look distinctly not-well-slept. Like, way bad.
[ She glances down at the bone with a look of surprise, then horror as she quickly throws it to the ground. Part of her wishes she could be like a fucking normal person and be like you know, nauseous? Part of her is perfectly glad since it means this person’s death won’t be wasted due to vomiti-- She stops that line of thought. ]
I-- [ A fragile, yet forced laugh. ] No. The hunger got too much and then I realized I fucking lost the jerky you gave me like the fucking idiot I am and I ju—
[ She cuts off with a sob so violent she nearly crumples over. ]
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Coraline huddles deeper within the dark alley, gnawing on the bones of the… Person she killed (at least it was only one) to get to the rich marrow within. She moves to wipe her tears away, only to hear footsteps approach her location. In her panic, her tail thrashes, hitting the wall with an audible thump that is quickly followed by a string of curses as she begins losing the battle against her barely held back panic attack. ]
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The person having a panic about eating someone threw her off and looked familiar. . .]
Hey, Coraline... You good?
[Clearly not. But.]
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At least the sudden aggression interrupted her panic attack, and oh my god did she just ask if she's good????
A slightly hysterical laugh escapes before she can stop it. ]
No????
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Maybe put the bone down, and we'll like...
[She's simultenously impressed and a little horrified that Coraline went so ham.]
Get that, uh. Cleaned up. You also look like you might need a little cleaning up. Come on, I was on the way to my place. You can take a shower and get some fresh clothes. Sleep.
Did you sleep? You look distinctly not-well-slept. Like, way bad.
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I-- [ A fragile, yet forced laugh. ] No. The hunger got too much and then I realized I fucking lost the jerky you gave me like the fucking idiot I am and I ju—
[ She cuts off with a sob so violent she nearly crumples over. ]
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I'd honestly be more concerned if you weren't feeling weird about this.
[Her voice is gentle and slow, knowing that it isn't easy to deal with this.]