[ Scowling, Hei draws the alcohol from his coat. Unscrews it and begins to drink straight from the neck. Strange, how she's more concerned about embarrassment than her safety. Has she not considered their proximity? From any angle he can attack her, pin her, cause serious injury. He can even kill her if his mood so dictates. Except that's of no rational benefit. Not in the City. ]
[ Part of him doesn't even want to. ]
Dancing. Singing. Charades. Sex.
[ Never one for the tame wound. Hei always goes for a headshot. ]
action; shed
[ Part of him doesn't even want to. ]
Dancing. Singing. Charades. Sex.
[ Never one for the tame wound. Hei always goes for a headshot. ]