shakes her head rather slowly. she was tired. βmy lungs are... weak.β whoever had them in life probably smoked even more than the average. that or they were sick. it's sad, really, whoever assembled her didn't care as much.
βthank you for the offer...β
doe wasn't one to judge. everybody has their own little things, dead or not. lord knows they did.
βwell. least somebody is taking care of the roadkill around here.β they joke, pausing after a second. maybe that wasn't the best joke to make. βlong as it's not the kitties. you,
βI don't drink... blood.β her speech seemed coherent, but the tone made it evident that not only did she have some difficulty speaking, she hasn't had any way of practicing either. βI eat... Dead... But not blood, not people.β
β... rrright.β dolores' knitted their brows a little, giving her a good up and down. settling their book at their feed beside their bag. βwell. i think you'd know if you were. they get all bumpy in the face 'n stuff. drink blood. it's a whole... thing.β
but she was dead, surely.
βI know.β she says, voice a soft yet tired tone, glowing translucent green looks at him. its company is a common eye, black pupils, dark brown iris. βyou... are quiet.β
β what do you want ? β thereβs no anger , like usually , but a hint of slight annoyance . heβs not good with new peopleββor anyone , for that matter . β i donβt have any food for you . β
NegΓ³ con la cabeza. βNo me gusta comer... Personas.β la idea la hacia sentir fatal, aΓΊn si no sabΓa exactamente como identificar el sentimiento.
βEs horrible.β
βno vamp... I was... just a woman.β until she had to rest six feet under. at least her head did, that she recognized. βI am... Not sure if I have... Part of vamp.β perhaps a finger or a foot, maybe her left ear or the translucent, sometimes glowing green eye.
slowly did they drop their arm, brows furrowed as they watched the girl walk past them. βoh.β
they took another drag from their cigarette, keeping it between their teeth so they could slot a mark into their page and shut the manga completely. picking the stick from their mouth