[Suddenly? No. No, she's not sure at all. But she keeps on. Because she's dumb. She's trying so hard to not flinch backward with the vampire all in her face. That wouldn't be wise. Instead, she continues eye-contact, a half smirk on her face.] Kidnapped by stone statues that move when you blink and don't burn and sent to some weird void with nothing and no one else around me. And just before you started your creeper staring and stalking...thing, I had some guy dressed as a clown burst into flames in the middle of the tea shop and just stand there like it was no big deal.
Now, clearly I can't set either of them on fire. I tried with the first one, gave it all twenty-thousand degrees of my damn best and the clown? Don't think I coulda hurt him. You, though?
[She moves her hand, holding it an inch from his shirt. It glows for a moment before flames start dancing on her palm and fingers ever so slightly.] It probably won't take much. Now, please just keep heading Underground.
[Another hiss and he takes a step back, flinching away from it like he's already been burned. Something flickers under the surface of his skin, veins spreading as teeth sharpen and features twist at the threat, and he tries to move forward once, twice, but is forced to back off every time, hissing in protest at each failure because it burns and he hasn't been around long enough to push through the discomfort.
Dammit. This isn't over, not by a long shot.
He takes another step back, tilting his head as he commits her to memory, every little detail he can glean, then slinks off into the dark with a final growl. He'll be back.]
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Now, clearly I can't set either of them on fire. I tried with the first one, gave it all twenty-thousand degrees of my damn best and the clown? Don't think I coulda hurt him. You, though?
[She moves her hand, holding it an inch from his shirt. It glows for a moment before flames start dancing on her palm and fingers ever so slightly.] It probably won't take much. Now, please just keep heading Underground.
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Dammit. This isn't over, not by a long shot.
He takes another step back, tilting his head as he commits her to memory, every little detail he can glean, then slinks off into the dark with a final growl. He'll be back.]