hai mươi tám ❀| but the darkness has a hunger; it offers you blood for wild blood

[lotuslife]

[The day wears on, and long streaks of golden light are starting to settle across Mayfield as the sun begins to set. Downtown, there's someone casting a long shadow as they walk slowly down the street. It's a young woman; she's dragging something large and unwieldy. Whatever it is, it's leaving a long, dark smear on the road as it's pulled along- a

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[bard_of_orlais]

[Hi there, neighbor and fake!husband's friend! Leliana sees the blood , although she doesn't really figure out that it's due to Vietnam is eating people. Being covered in blood is a fairly normal thing for her after months of killing darkspawn and sometimes people, so she simply assumes that there's some unholy menace running around the town for the holiday.

As such, she goes instantly into defender mode, approaching Vietnam with a sense of concern.]

Vietnam, are you all right? What has happened here?

((Blanket permission to attack/maim/murder/etc. Leliana has some knives on her--better not to go unarmed, even when things don't seem terribly desperate--but she does not have her rifle.))

[lotuslife]

[She's running her hands through her hair, working out small tangles where the blood has matted and dried. When she sees Leliana, she looks her up and down as if she's sizing up a hunk of meat.]

I feel just fine. [No, not fine. She's hungry.]

[ooc; Got it, thanks! ;u;]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Leliana stares back at Vietnam. She's not oblivious, especially with regards to how people behave toward her; something's off. She shifts her body slightly, now on-guard.]

You're covered in blood, Vietnam. This is not normal.

[lotuslife]

[she looks down at her clothes.] He hardly struggled, but I got carried away. I should have been more careful.

[bard_of_orlais]

...You killed someone? Someone who was not able to fight back?

[Cue a very Not Happy Leliana here.]

Vietnam, this is both unacceptable and unlike you. I cannot let you continue if you plan to do this again.

[lotuslife]

Are you going to lecture me about honor, then? About how to... mm... Respect the enemy? You don't have to. After all, this thing is nothing more than a dog. [She kicks the drone's corpse.]

[bard_of_orlais]

Not honor so much as simple human decency! This man isn't a dog, and you know this!

[lotuslife]

[She repeats herself, clearly and calmly:] He's a dog.

[And with that, she lifts her foot and places it on the man's head. When she brings it down, well... It flattens just as easily as if it were an egg.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Oh that is it.]

I do not know what is affecting you, Vietnam, but I will not stand for it any longer. Stop, or I will be forced to stop you myself.

[Even if you can crush a man's head under your foot. Wow, this would work a lot better with a ranged weapon. Good job leaving it home, Leliana.]

[lotuslife]

[s-sob. ;A;]

You are? [suddenly she begins to laugh.] Fine, then! I'm still really hungry, but... I guess I can wait a little, if you want to fight. It'll taste better then...

[bard_of_orlais]

[Leliana slowly draws her knives, one in each hand. She's pretty sure this is suicidal, but... she can't stand for this. She just can't.]

I do not want to fight you. You're forcing my hand.

[lotuslife]

[she quirks a smile.] All right, then. I'm sorry it has to be like this.

[she makes a dive for Leliana now, aiming to tackle her into the ground.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Leliana is able to dodge to some degree, although really all that manages to do is turn 'tackle to the ground' into 'shoved over onto the ground,' so it's really no improvement. Still, this allows Leliana to at least get a good swing of her knife in. She aims for Vietnam's throat.]

[lotuslife]

[Grabs for Leliana's arm, trying to throw it off.]

[bard_of_orlais]

[Leliana is able to get the blade to connect before her arm is grabbed and pulled away, although the result is glancing and wouldn't even be lethal to an average human. In effect, all she's done is nick the side of Vietnam's neck.

The cut heals instantly, causing Leliana's eyes to go wide in surprise.]

Maker's breath... Vietnam, what are you?

[lotuslife]

[She touches the flesh there as it bubbles and heals over, not looking disturbed.]

...I told you that I was sorry.

[With that, she grabs the other woman's arm and twists it hard.]