Second Bite [open commentlog]

[headsinging]

[Drusilla has been drawn out of her room by all the negative energy on the boat and is now wandering the halls.]

"I  was walking in the park one day... In the merry, merry month of May... I was taken by surprise, by a pair of roguish eyes... In a moment, my poor heart was stole away..."

[She hums contentedly.]

Dear, dear, loves... you do get

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[dormant_beast]

[Anna also needs to die has been hallucinating all day; she's seen members of the Facility coming after her, her mother in the halls, and a strange man she's never met watching her every move. He's there even now, leaning against the wall with a brow raised as if he's expecting something from her.

She's been trying to avoid him and duck out of sight but he's always there, sometimes laughing, sometimes just following and smiling. She's so concentrated on staying way from him, she doesn't notice another person until she runs smack into her. Oops?]

[headsinging]

[Drusilla barely falters at the disturbance. She's practically floating, giddy from the rush of feeding. She's practically crazier when she's well fed than when she's hungry... if that's possible.]

Why... hello , there, lamb...

[She glances over the woman's shoulder.]

Running from a monster, are you?

[dormant_beast]

[...Well, that's weird. She blinks and tries to focus on the person she just ran into, and not the man standing behind her.]

Ah...I'm sorry, I did not see you. [Looking behind her, Anna shivers.]

I am not sure. He has been following me.

[headsinging]

[Drusilla tilts her head just so. She doesn't see anyone beyond the woman herself.

Well... this could be interesting. Drusilla hears voices and this woman sees the people they belong to.]

Oh, my... that can't be accepted at all. I can protect you, dear.

[She gently and briefly brushes the woman's face, her fingers feeling like water at the touch.]

[dormant_beast]

[Anna is...not so sure about this. She could swear the man is still there, she knows he's probably not, but...

She leans back uncertainly.]

Ah...but you do not even know me...? [She's confused about this.]

[headsinging]

[Drusilla offers a sweet and gentle smile to the woman. She'd really like to not hypnotize her... things are much more fun when her victims struggle.]

That is alright, love... I'm a kind, outreaching sort. Whether we are acquainted or not, I shouldn't allow you to go on with your suffering, should I? That would make the stars sad...

[dormant_beast]

[She still looks hesitant about this.]

Can...can you see him, too? He was right behind me.

[The way this woman talks reminds Anna of one of her poetry books back home. It's unnerving.]