 t's nearing the end.
The atmosphere in the Town is different now. There's a hush, as if the entire world is expecting something, watching and waiting and prepared for some final outcome --
And then it happens.
The trees come surging forward suddenly, intensely, aggressively. It's a fierce attack a determined attack, branchy limbs trying to take down human and building alike in the Town. But the attack reeks, too, of desperation.
It's the last battle, the last chance to bring about a happy ending. What will you do?
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[ ah, it’s a bit embarrassing to admit this now, and to ask maribelle of all people, but she may have made a miscalculation. ]
I need some blood.
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[Oh boy. She knows Sierra is no jokester. She glances around, swallowing and paling a bit.]
... How much?
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Just a bite. I would hate to take too much from you.
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We are allies, Sierra... No. More than that. I consider you a dear friend.
So if this is what you need... take what you must.
[She holds out her hand, assuming the wrist or such will do.]
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…
[ a sigh, but it’s fond. ]
If it hurts too much, you’ll tell me, won’t you?
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[She won't. Not when everyone's lives are at stake.]
You do know how I love to complain.
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[ as a kindred spirit, or more.
regardless of her intentions with that comment, she gently takes maribelle’s wrist, and presses her teeth into the middle of her arm—where it won’t hurt too much, hopefully. ]
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