Well for one thing, a bullet wouldn't hurt me. [Slight frown.] That is, normally it wouldn't but here with most of what I can do stolen away, who really who knows what the dang rules are.
Anyway, getting drunk is nothing compared to feeding. The headrush, the physicality an' the taste--
[He shuts up, silently wills away the fangs from popping. Not gonna do it, not again, noooooope. Just a charming smile instead.]
Anyhoo, I think we are gettin' waaaay off track with, ah, whatever lesson this was.
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Date: 27 Jul 2020 21:40 (UTC)Anyway, getting drunk is nothing compared to feeding. The headrush, the physicality an' the taste--
[He shuts up, silently wills away the fangs from popping. Not gonna do it, not again, noooooope. Just a charming smile instead.]
Anyhoo, I think we are gettin' waaaay off track with, ah, whatever lesson this was.