Theresa blinked. That was an unexpected question. Her expression turned inwards as she called up the memory.
"He wasn't that much bigger than me," she said reflectively. "Early twenties, but small for his age. I pinned him down with my knee and dragged his head back so hard that some of his hair came out. He cried the whole time. Before it was over, his bladder let go. I had to throw the jeans I was wearing away because I couldn't stand the piss smell."
With the exception of the urination, she'd re-enacted what Dane had done to her. The significance of that was too bizarre not to ponder. The diminutive vampire scowled.
"Is it normal to want to do something over and over, even if you don't actually do it? Not just killing, but anything?"
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on 2014-01-14 12:50 am (UTC)"He wasn't that much bigger than me," she said reflectively. "Early twenties, but small for his age. I pinned him down with my knee and dragged his head back so hard that some of his hair came out. He cried the whole time. Before it was over, his bladder let go. I had to throw the jeans I was wearing away because I couldn't stand the piss smell."
With the exception of the urination, she'd re-enacted what Dane had done to her. The significance of that was too bizarre not to ponder. The diminutive vampire scowled.
"Is it normal to want to do something over and over, even if you don't actually do it? Not just killing, but anything?"