[The reek of alcohol would have been off-putting, but then again...the pulse of blood pumping feverishly through this fool's body was maddening, and Perona was in no state to be picky. Her throat was too dry, her head was too muddled with thoughts on how best to spring on this one. Not very good thoughts, either, the seething urge to just do it driving away most of her focus.
Her teeth clench together, nostrils flaring as they take in the scent of Vash's blood and breath. It's not the best smell - mingled together with whatever it was he was drinking - but her hunger drives out her choice. It's necessity now, to feed, and shakily she gets up, looking a bit awkward as she tries to stand.
Ugh...ugh, she can't even think straight. It's so hard to even get a word out - put on the charm and seduce the drunken fool into getting what she wants - and instead she just forces out a choked sound. Is he alone? It sounds like it...she can't hear or smell anyone else around. That's good. But what if he's armed? No, it doesn't matter, she has to take the risk.]
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Her teeth clench together, nostrils flaring as they take in the scent of Vash's blood and breath. It's not the best smell - mingled together with whatever it was he was drinking - but her hunger drives out her choice. It's necessity now, to feed, and shakily she gets up, looking a bit awkward as she tries to stand.
Ugh...ugh, she can't even think straight. It's so hard to even get a word out - put on the charm and seduce the drunken fool into getting what she wants - and instead she just forces out a choked sound. Is he alone? It sounds like it...she can't hear or smell anyone else around. That's good. But what if he's armed? No, it doesn't matter, she has to take the risk.]