"So what exactly did he do to you?" War's voice was filinty hard now.
"There's no blood on you, not that I can see... so what are they doing with blood, given that's what's troubling you?"
War felt uncomfortable, and knocked back the rest of her whiskey. Battle wounds and blood and gore, she was fine with. Creepy invisible blood related things weren't really her thing.
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Date: Friday, 20 February 2009 15:55 (UTC)"There's no blood on you, not that I can see... so what are they doing with blood, given that's what's troubling you?"
War felt uncomfortable, and knocked back the rest of her whiskey. Battle wounds and blood and gore, she was fine with. Creepy invisible blood related things weren't really her thing.