Cerulean Sins [Active/Closed]

[dead_mans_queen]

Characters: Anita Blake, Rayne
Setting: Linen Closet
Time: Day 005
Summary: More of Rayne getting under Anita's skin
Warnings: sexy lesbian pre-action

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[dead_mans_queen]

'Oh, goddammit!' The animator made a face, refusing to turn around at the voice. 'The one second I turn my back...and it just had to be her, of all the fucking people in this house.'

Still checking the washing machine, the animator answered through gritted teeth. "Your powers of observation have absolutely floored me," she said acidly. "Next, you'll be telling me I have dark hair."

She was being a bit more sarcastic than usual, but she didn't care. Desperate times called for defensive measures - at least, that's how she saw it. And sarcasm was her best non-harmful defense.

Finding nothing wrong with the machine itself, Anita looked behind the washer, fiddling with the plug. And there she found the problem; that particular socket had, for some reason, stopped working. The animator groaned; her shirt was still in there, soaking wet and sitting in bloody water. Too frustrated to care about Ranye's flirting and her own reactions (at least for the moment), Anita lifted the lid and pointed to the inner contents of the washing machine, knowing the dhampir could smell the blood. "Want a drink?" she offered.