furysinclair:

  “That… That would be very helpful.”  Sinclair could use the help. What ever she had taken part in had left her feeling like jello. Weak, and easily broken. That didn’t mean she didn’t enjoy hat ever affair she had taken part in, all her memories screamed heaven even if there was no definable action in her minds eye.

   ”Never have I felt more tired.“  Her eyes where heavy, her fingers numb. It must have been some time the two women had had.  she brought her hand to her face and moved a few strands from her face. How had this even started? How had they met? She didn’t really care any more. Afterlife? Had that been where? Theodora’s mind was fogged, and she didn’t know from what. In any other circumstance she would have been petrified, but maybe, just maybe the presence of the woman was comforting her mind. Or maybe causing it. 

         Jack proceeded to sit up, her hair draping over along the side of her face as she looked down upon Theodora with bright and dilated eyes. Her irises had seemed to glow down that she was apart of this undead world, every time she had a taste of blood it threw her into this intoxicated state, vibrating softly underneath her skin and warmed her belly. It felt nice, and for Theodora to be so willing and encouraging of Jack’s hunger was a satisfaction she longed, and desired for a while now.

A colorful hand reached out to brush hair along her mortal’s face, wanting to have a clear and pleasant view of Theodora. 

                                                          "You should probably eat, and stay awake. Typically when people tell me they feel tired after something like that it means loss of blood, slip into unconsciousness.”

Jack wanted to sigh, but there was no need to breath. She smiled and ran her tongue over her lips.

                                                         "I’ll get you something, replenish the iron in your blood.“

Now, Jack questioned where did she become so sophisticated when she spoke?