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She tensed with a bit of surprise at how he snapped at her. Yes of course she knew she wasn't exactly being reasonable at something that was supposed to terrify her. Blizzard really couldn't help it.
Taking a small glance around without fully looking at him, "um," she kept her voice low so as to not hurt his ears again, "I apologize for-" she looked back at him as she tried to figure what to say, lots of ums and ahs as she tried to catch up with her mind, "-for. . . Not worrying about myself?"
She flashed a small awkward smile to him, pressing her fingers together, twirling them around as she kept her attention on him. Once he slowly started to uncover his ears, she perked up to attention. Still sitting there waiting for him to say something. Slightly tilting her head as she looked at him.
That was when he attacked. Almost fully jumping out of her skin, falling back slightly as he held onto her arms in such a tight grip she couldn't even imagine. In that instance her mind told her to run, her skin was easy to pierce into. The blood already dripping out from her neck. She took in a sharp breath trying not to just completely panic, panicking even in a life or death situation would get her nowhere.
Even though it went against almost all rational thoughts, she steadied her breath and closed her eyes. Tilting her head to the side to let the vampire drink from her neck.
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"What a shame, that door is locked...!"
Sorry, Blizzard, your attempt to just find your way back out, testing random doors, proved a failure, as the occupant of this abandoned mansion has been silently following you from the shadows, and has now decided to reveal himself, after silently approaching! While startling due to the sudden and unexpected speech, it's a rather high voice, isn't it? Either a child or a deeper-voiced woman. It seems to come from lower behind her, too...
Were Blizzard to turn around, she'd find... he's... awfully tiny, isn't he?! That cape dwarfs him and looks like it would constantly get caught underfoot were he not wearing heels to elevate him and keep his cape just above treading range...
Despite all that, he looks smug and quite proud of himself for securing prey! (He hardly did, though...? She kind of just stumbled in by sheer luck, fortunate for him, unfortunate for her...?)
But, would she just be prey? It almost seems too bad, she was fun to watch, wandering the mansion, that almost felt like ending it too quickly...
After his unnecessary taunting (probably emboldened by the fact she's trapped here with him), he'll immediately turn into... a Swoobat (albeit one with a slightly more human face, with dirty blonde her, grey eyes, but sporting the upturned fangs, ears, and heart-nose of a Swoobat!) to fly up to try and bite her neck.