Octavia had startled further back at Duke's lunging, but --
He couldn't get to her now. She was also trying not to let this image burn into her memory as she moved forward again. One goal, again. Just one task. She grabbed Lucifer's arm, smearing some of her own blood into his sleeve as she pushed it back.
(She wished she'd had one of her knives. She usually armed herself for almost everything, out of habit, but it'd been date night.)
She pressed two nails against Lucifer's skin, and dragged them down as hard as she dared. They weren't sharp, but she used enough force - and let go as soon as she saw blood.
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Re: The bloodening and the decision
Date: 2024-11-17 07:55 pm (UTC)He couldn't get to her now. She was also trying not to let this image burn into her memory as she moved forward again. One goal, again. Just one task. She grabbed Lucifer's arm, smearing some of her own blood into his sleeve as she pushed it back.
(She wished she'd had one of her knives. She usually armed herself for almost everything, out of habit, but it'd been date night.)
She pressed two nails against Lucifer's skin, and dragged them down as hard as she dared. They weren't sharp, but she used enough force - and let go as soon as she saw blood.