[He offers his hand and she knows that it is not an easy thing to do if he believes in what she can do. But in this dark and murky world that they both travel in doubt isn't always something one struggles with.
He offers his hand and she takes it with a hand that is also cool but for a different reason. As she gazes at him, focusing, the touch between them warms. As she gives over to her bittersweet gift her gaze goes through him, traveling back, back through the years and all the breaths from then till now.
The emotions come first, slow. Then the visuals, slow. Then it is all there and in shrieking high clarity; an intensity that comes with a being not fully human. His words, the truth he spoke - all there. Then the sight of Dracula's furry is terrifying beyond all words as the conflict between the two. Vanessa drops his hand like it is scalding liquid, rearing back, chest heaving, eyes rolling. A bead of sweat rolls slowly down the small of her back. Unable to speak she nods quickly that she know he speaks true.]
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He offers his hand and she takes it with a hand that is also cool but for a different reason. As she gazes at him, focusing, the touch between them warms. As she gives over to her bittersweet gift her gaze goes through him, traveling back, back through the years and all the breaths from then till now.
The emotions come first, slow. Then the visuals, slow. Then it is all there and in shrieking high clarity; an intensity that comes with a being not fully human. His words, the truth he spoke - all there. Then the sight of Dracula's furry is terrifying beyond all words as the conflict between the two. Vanessa drops his hand like it is scalding liquid, rearing back, chest heaving, eyes rolling. A bead of sweat rolls slowly down the small of her back. Unable to speak she nods quickly that she know he speaks true.]