Jira only looked down waiting for her to attack he looked completely unguarded in his current position arms slumped way down not able to raise up enough to block his back was open his head down so he couldent even see her attacking
Cordelia noticed how unguarded he looked... he was just asking for her to attack him, wasn't he? Well, then she wasn't going to wait any longer. She ran up behind him and grabbed him from behind, quickly bringing her head down to his neck. "My apologies..." she mumbled, since, after all, he was only a child. Not going to stop herself any longer, she brought her fangs into his neck, beginning to drink.
Now she had one last decision to make. Either she could pull away before he lost too much blood, or make him a vampire as well. Killing him was definitely out of the question. But, wouldn't she be killing him in a way if she made him a vampire? Besides, her maker had told her that turning someone as young as this boy was a crime... so she could either commit what her maker had said was a crime, or she could stop before she took too much.
But then again, how trustworthy was he? the vampire thought to herself. Leaving me because I was 'annoying'... well how should I know anything he said was truth? Cordelia continued thinking as she drank, making sure she did so slowly. She wanted enough time to make a decision, after all.
Now she had one last decision to make. Either she could pull away before he lost too much blood, or make him a vampire as well. Killing him was definitely out of the question. But, wouldn't she be killing him in a way if she made him a vampire? Besides, her maker had told her that turning someone as young as this boy was a crime... so she could either commit what her maker had said was a crime, or she could stop before she took too much.
But then again, how trustworthy was he? the vampire thought to herself. Leaving me because I was 'annoying'... well how should I know anything he said was truth? Cordelia continued thinking as she drank, making sure she did so slowly. She wanted enough time to make a decision, after all.
Jira didn't even grit his teeth all he did was shut his eyes and hope for death feeling his toxic blood being drained as oxygen entered threw his blood stream some of the blood she drank would feel hot and acidic meaning she would have to make her choice soon before it all becomes toxic
Cordelia pulled away quickly as the blood starting becoming warmer and tasting more acidic. There was more color to her skin, though not much. However, she kept her head by his neck, although she was thinking faster now. She couldn't leave him out here alone... even she didn't like the kid much, she wouldn't allow him to die. He seemed to be more depressed now, and she feared to think of what would happen if she were to leave him. Even if it would be breaking a rule... she was just going to have to turn him.
Having a fledgling could be fun... right? She quickly promised herself that she wasn't going to be like her own maker and leave the boy, no matter how annoying he could become or how much he angered her, if he did. She lifted her right arm and quickly sank her fangs into her own wrist, ripping open the flesh so that the blood came out easily.
She brought her wrist to Jira's mouth. "Drink it," she ordered him softly.
Having a fledgling could be fun... right? She quickly promised herself that she wasn't going to be like her own maker and leave the boy, no matter how annoying he could become or how much he angered her, if he did. She lifted her right arm and quickly sank her fangs into her own wrist, ripping open the flesh so that the blood came out easily.
She brought her wrist to Jira's mouth. "Drink it," she ordered him softly.
Jira blinked when he heard a voice opening his eyes and feeling diffrent...he had a lust...for blood...he looked at her... "What did you do..." He said feeling hungrier and not accepting anything from her until explained his voice was colder then it normally was
Cordelia bit her lip as hard as she could to stop herself from smirking. Sometimes, smirking could be a bad thing to do in every situation, and having a habit like that wasn't exactly a good thing most of the time. She sighed inwardly, and now sure that she wasn't going to smirk, answered him. "What did I do? I drank from you. I would have thought you could have figured that out." She shook her head, then looked at her wrist. She should have expected him to not take it at first. "Now listen to me, whether you want to live or not, just drink the blood, alright?" The vampire repeated, wondering if that would maybe have an effect. Since, after all, in her opinion, he didn't exactly look like he wanted to live.
"What if I dont." He said looking at her. His eyes narrowed as he stared the redness seemed to vibrate because of his vampirism that he had no idea effected him
"What if I dont."
She frowned somewhat. Was the kid really that stubborn? She didn't want to have to force him to drink her blood, though she would if she had to. She didn't want the boy to die, after all. Although, she had to admit, he did have will-power. She hadn't been able to stop herself from drinking her maker's blood, and yet here he was, not taking hers. Surely he had to have that blood lust... she didn't doubt that was the problem. Had she taken enough blood from him? Well, if she hadn't, she'd just have to drink more and try to ignore the fact that it was far too warm and acidic. Hopefully that wasn't the reason though... hopefully it was just the fact that he didn't want to listen.
"I have to give you credit kid, you surely do have will-power for not drinking right away...." Cordelia said softly. "But you need to drink it, now. If you don't drink... well, I'd rather not talk about that." She frowned, though a serious look came to her face. She brought her wrist closer to his mouth, hoping he would listen but not really thinking he would.
She frowned somewhat. Was the kid really that stubborn? She didn't want to have to force him to drink her blood, though she would if she had to. She didn't want the boy to die, after all. Although, she had to admit, he did have will-power. She hadn't been able to stop herself from drinking her maker's blood, and yet here he was, not taking hers. Surely he had to have that blood lust... she didn't doubt that was the problem. Had she taken enough blood from him? Well, if she hadn't, she'd just have to drink more and try to ignore the fact that it was far too warm and acidic. Hopefully that wasn't the reason though... hopefully it was just the fact that he didn't want to listen.
"I have to give you credit kid, you surely do have will-power for not drinking right away...." Cordelia said softly. "But you need to drink it, now. If you don't drink... well, I'd rather not talk about that." She frowned, though a serious look came to her face. She brought her wrist closer to his mouth, hoping he would listen but not really thinking he would.
"Are you going to tell me what you did?" He asked again not accepting it until told...he would rather die as he grew hungrier and hungrier as secounds past and more impatient her got...but he was trained to deal with hunger so he looked uneffected
Cordelia rolled her eyes. "I told you what I did," she said, holding back an insult. She doubted insults would help at the moment, so she would just have to stop herself from saying them. "I told you only a few moments ago that I drank from you. I'm just trying to give you back what I took from you, is that so horrible?" An eyebrow raised somewhat after she spoke.