There in the room with all the screens was Astaroth, unnoticed by the humans as he flitted around and watched the screens, getting a good idea of where everything was and how best to aid the young Valentine heir. So, he was present to see the werewolf come down and punch a guard, only to punch her fist into the air.
For a moment, he froze, familiar with that gesture but in another context. ‘Oh, that’s not….’ And a sigh of relief passed his lips.
The young Valentine made that gesture, and though he was loathed to admit it, when that power of hers came into play, even he fell under the sway of her sovereignty. He could break it, and he had broken it, but it was a difficult task.
The young woman dropped after the werewolf, landing roughly on her heels. She straightened slowly, hearing the blood pounding in the body of the other guard as they finally rose and turned, gun raised. This, Adria couldn’t see, but she looked his way anyway as if she could see. There was a subtle sway in her step as she moved towards him, speaking, “Be calm, love,” the word was tossed around so easily.
And yet, he relaxed, not knowing why, those honeyed words suddenly putting him at ease as his heart swelled with affection for the woman who drew close, and put a hand first on his arm, then moved it up to his shoulder. “Let me have just a bit of your blood, won’t you?”
His whispered ‘of course’ was followed by a tilt of his neck. Her fingers trailed along his shoulder to find it, and then her fangs pierced it.
The demon simply moved over to Jinx, glancing down at the floored guard before saying, “I’ve figured out the way to get out of here, and to the armory.” He would then motion her over to the screens, and try to point to the ones that would piece together the path they had to take.
For a moment, he froze, familiar with that gesture but in another context. ‘Oh, that’s not….’ And a sigh of relief passed his lips.
The young Valentine made that gesture, and though he was loathed to admit it, when that power of hers came into play, even he fell under the sway of her sovereignty. He could break it, and he had broken it, but it was a difficult task.
The young woman dropped after the werewolf, landing roughly on her heels. She straightened slowly, hearing the blood pounding in the body of the other guard as they finally rose and turned, gun raised. This, Adria couldn’t see, but she looked his way anyway as if she could see. There was a subtle sway in her step as she moved towards him, speaking, “Be calm, love,” the word was tossed around so easily.
And yet, he relaxed, not knowing why, those honeyed words suddenly putting him at ease as his heart swelled with affection for the woman who drew close, and put a hand first on his arm, then moved it up to his shoulder. “Let me have just a bit of your blood, won’t you?”
His whispered ‘of course’ was followed by a tilt of his neck. Her fingers trailed along his shoulder to find it, and then her fangs pierced it.
The demon simply moved over to Jinx, glancing down at the floored guard before saying, “I’ve figured out the way to get out of here, and to the armory.” He would then motion her over to the screens, and try to point to the ones that would piece together the path they had to take.