Jul 21, 2009 10:44
The sun was starting to set just a little earlier than it had the day before. Claire was out patrolling as it sank; alone, despite the 'rules'. She was nearly impossible to kill and she had already lived through being a never-ending vamp snack once.
A tinge of guilt crept into her brain, reminding her that her carelessness had gotten Jon killed already. But she was able to banish it quickly. All that mattered now was killing vamps and finding a way off this god-forsaken island.
[just felt like messing around in au-land. feel free to join me!]