WHO: Scarlett and Jarrod WHEN: Wednesday Jan 27th WHERE: Scarlett's place
Scarlett: Scarlett was perched on a chair she had drug into her bedroom, her eyes fixed on Jarrod. He should be waking up any minute now, or so she'd hope. Gah, she had been awake for two hours now and still nothing. Maybe she had done it wrong. She was beginning to get frustrated, she was extremely impatient. Not to mention hungry. But she couldn't leave him here on his own, if he left she might never find him.
Jarrod: Finally... his eyes snapped open. It took him a few moments, to process what had happened. He was silent as the memories flooded him: the biting. The exchange of blood. The feeling of his heart stopping... then the realization that now? It wasn't beating. That somehow... every single one of his senses were heightened. And it didn't take a brain surgeon, even in his state, to do the math. He bolted into a sitting position, eyes locked on Scarlett. He wasn't exactly sure what to say... so he just let the first words that came to mind come out: "....this.... this feels so weird..."
Scarlett: Scarlett's eyes widened slightly when his eyes snapped opened. She rose from her chair. "Good, you're awake. About time, sleepyhead." She said with a smile. "It may feel weird now, but you'll get used to it. I did." She took a cautious step towards him, ready in case he flew at her in a rage or anything.
Jarrod: Oddly, he wasn't angry, as perhaps he had a right to be. He was more... intrigued. He'd gone from not even knowing this stuff existed to BEING it. "Why... why did you choose me?"
Scarlett: Well, he reacted to it all better than she could have thought. And he obviously knew what he was so she didn't have to break the news to him, which was a plus. "Let's just say I have my reasons." One of them being he said he'd let her keep him forever.
Jarrod: He was feeling a lot of things right now... and maybe he WOULD be a little angry if it weren't for the fact that hunger was currently overriding all other thoughts, including the realization that his life and dreams as he knew them were now over.
Scarlett: "Hungry?" she asked with a smirk. She knew he had to be, when she awakened her first time she felt as though she hadn't eaten in a month. Scarlett stepped closer and ran a hand through his hair, almost in a petting motion. "Want to go get a bite?"
Jarrod: He growled there, face shifting to it's new 'true' form... fangs brushing against his lips as he smiled darkly. "Hungrier than you can imagine. For several things, really..." He was looking at her with a gaze that was ravenous, both for blood and sexually.
Scarlett: Scarlett couldn't deny that his hotness was only made greater by the appearance of his fangs. She slid onto the bed, straddling his lap. "I can take care of one of them for you." She purred, her lips finding his neck and nibbling playfully.
Jarrod: "Well... keep acting like this... and I think I'm gonna really...." he tugged her hair roughly, grinning. "REALLY...like this."
Scarlett: "Well that WAS the plan." she said with a small laugh. "Otherwise eternity is going to be a very, very long time for you." God she loved it when he pulled her hair. She bit him harder to show him as much before her lips moved to press against his.
Jarrod: Obviously, being turned had changed him already. He was feeling more cocky, more... aggressive... than he'd ever been in life. He rolled her over, pinning her to the bed with a grin. "You should be glad I don't have all my strength right now.... or I'd be testing the limits of my new strength... and your pain threshold."
Scarlett: "It's pretty high." she said, still smirking. Scarlett liked this new dominantly aggressive Jarrod. Definitely no complaints from her. "But, when you do get it all, I'll hold you to that promise." She would love nothing better than see if he could make her beg him to stop, after all, it had never been able to be done.
Jarrod: He knew he had to feed, and soon. First victim he could find would suffice. "Then let's get me a snack. Then come back here and see if you can walk the walk... as good as you talk the talk."
Scarlett: She pushed him off of her and then sat up. "We'll go find you something to eat behind the closest bar. Drunks are always the easiest prey." She rose from the bed. "And remember, you're being held to your word." she said, giving him a seductive look.