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Selene (bulletsandblood) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,

She was doing her damnedest not to think about the blood, even when it dripped from her sleeve to her hand and the scent of it made her fangs ache. Blind, with a fire to contend with, was no time to think about feeding. Selene wanted to lunge, to just go after this being or creature, whatever it was that was doing this. Her whole body was tense with the desire to fight, fight to the death if necessary.

At the words she dropped fluidly, enough left of her rational mind to recognize a good idea when she heard one. Other than a tinge of burn to her eyes, the smoke wasn't particularly bothering her. It was more the fire than the smoke, and the vampire wasn't thinking about running out of air. She didn't know if she could, in truth. If she made it out of this it would be something for her to ponder. Selene pressed her back to the Doctor's, hands flat on the floor a moment before she was reaching as far as she could both to the sides and in front of her, trying to stay aware for when the unseen hands started pushing again. It eased her panic a tiny bit that he was closer to the heat source than she, but not by much.