[Action Thread] Bra -- I mean, steeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeak

[chicagosbest]

[Karrin is almost freaked out. Almost. She's spent the past few days basically holed up inside a dark room -- whether it be her bedroom or her office -- only emerging to move from Point A to Point B. Her skin itches like crazy and the only thing she ever wants to eat is steak. She had thought maybe it was just That Time of the Month pulling one of

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Booooo!

[browning_baby]

Anita's fresh from a run in with Reno, who had taken a neat chunk out of her shoulder. As she thought, it didn't take long for her to run into someone else that smelled of rot.

"Well shit. Gonna be a busy night...."

Aaah!

[chicagosbest]

Karrin stops without thinking. She doesn't even really register the smell of blood, although it makes her mouth water. Steak. I need steak. Good, fleshy steak.

It's only when Anita speaks that Karrin realizes she's there. Karrin stares at her a moment, her words not quite registering. Too much of her attention is focused on Anita's wounded shoulder.

She blinks and shakes her head. "Sorry?"

Hiiiii!

[browning_baby]

She steps back and shifts so her injured shoulder is tucked neatly out of sight. Her free hand is openly showing her beloved Browning and anyone that knows martial arts can tell Anita's stance is tense.

She's betting that Karrin won't notice since she's almost drooling over the scent of her blood.

"Go find Dresden and tell him you're sick. Now."

you take a perverse pleasure in startling me!

[chicagosbest]

Karrin has studied martial arts long enough for her body to instinctively react to the tension and implicit threat in Anita's. It shifts into a defensive posture that could quickly become offensive, even as Karrin simply frowns with confusion.

"Sick?" she asked dumbly. "I just want flesh." Wait, that doesn't sound right. "Steak?"

I'm just a perverse person? ... wait, that didn't sound right...

[browning_baby]

"You need to go home before you find the flesh you're looking for. Tell him you want a big fat steak, rare."

As she speaks, she's moving, feet shifting just enough to let her slowly circle Karrin.

Actually, that sounded pretty durn accurate

[chicagosbest]

This conversation is somehow far more confusing to Karrin than it should be. The thought of a big, fat, rare steak derails actually thought for a good minute.

"But I don't have steak," she says plaintively. "Dresden's not the grocery store."

Heeeey, you're going to ruin my rep as one of the most innocent people here!

[browning_baby]

"Go home and I'll bring you one myself. Biggest one I can find."

As she moves, a stone makes her stumble for a moment, making her hiss as her shoulder is jarred.

You? Innocent? HAH! I'VE SEEN YOUR JOHN BARROWMAN ICONS!

[chicagosbest]

Karrin moans softly at the thought of steak. Raw, warm, bloody --

Anita stumbles and Karrin's senses jump into alert. The smell of blood from Anita's wound is overpowering. She wants it...she needs it...

Karrin steps forward, reaching for Anita.

.... YOU'VE SEEN NOTHING, I TELL YOU!

[browning_baby]

Anita is back on her feet, the Browning aimed right between Karrin's eyes.

"No. I'm no food for you."

I HAVE TOO! XO

[chicagosbest]

Karrin stops abruptly, snarling. That gun stands between her and what she wants, what she needs. Her mind is rapidly vanishing, but she retains enough of her martial arts knowledge to know techniques for disarming an opponent. The hunger is so great, she doesn't think twice about trying.

[ooc: lol I have no idea how a martial artist would disarm someone. orz]