[ She freezes, almost losing her grip on both his arm and her own sanity at the name. Chris. Damn it all, he even shares a name with her dead brother. She wonders if Christopher might have shortened his name had he lived in this century? She expects so. But whether he knows it or not this kid has managed to find a weakness in Daniel's impeccable armour. Crom Cruach will not get his blood tonight. ]
"Fuck you, that's why."
[ She grunts and starts walking again, faster this time. She's well aware how ridiculous and childish she sounds, but if she doesn't stay angry she'll talk herself out of this reckless, stupid, sentimental idea of hers. She continues to keep an eye out for somewhere quiet until she spots an alleyway with no obvious CCTV cameras, and drags him down it with one hand, pulling out her stake with the other. ]
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Date: 2016-05-09 04:35 am (UTC)"Fuck you, that's why."
[ She grunts and starts walking again, faster this time. She's well aware how ridiculous and childish she sounds, but if she doesn't stay angry she'll talk herself out of this reckless, stupid, sentimental idea of hers. She continues to keep an eye out for somewhere quiet until she spots an alleyway with no obvious CCTV cameras, and drags him down it with one hand, pulling out her stake with the other. ]