Noah is, however, dead to the world. Catboys are allergic to vampire venom. Noah will now proceed to lay on the ground for...
...
several hours? If Shiemi doesn't move him to a medical tent or continue to suck him like a capri sun, he'll just wake up in the middle of the sidewalk. Otherwise, he'll wake up in a medical tent, but it'll still take several hours.
You tell me, buddy, what's she doing? Leaving him there to be on the sidewalk and possibly get trampled? Picking him up and moving him? Killing him instantly? Make sure to hide the body!]
[Currently what she's doing is fighting off a panic attack. The little blood she took from him was enough to fight off at least the fog that had taken over her mind. Which, really, wasn't helping the utter fear that had gripped her because what the hell did she just do?
Okay, okay, Shiemi, think.
You're a smart girl. Kinda.
His blood had helped quench the thirst that had burned her throat, so that was something she was going to have to evaluate at a later time when Noah wasn't dying because of her.
So, obviously... obviously, maybe her bite was venomous to him? Mythology logic.]
I'msosorry
[Without much thought — because if she had to sit there and think about this she would just remain a statue for the rest of her life — Shiemi pressed her lips to the bite she had made and began to suck. The taste of his blood made her gag, and every now and then she had to cough and spit some out, but then she was right back with her lips pressed against the wound.
If she could suck out the venom then, in theory, he would be okay.
That's what TV taught her, and TV was obviously never wrong.]
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Noah is, however, dead to the world. Catboys are allergic to vampire venom. Noah will now proceed to lay on the ground for...
...
several hours? If Shiemi doesn't move him to a medical tent or continue to suck him like a capri sun, he'll just wake up in the middle of the sidewalk. Otherwise, he'll wake up in a medical tent, but it'll still take several hours.
You tell me, buddy, what's she doing? Leaving him there to be on the sidewalk and possibly get trampled? Picking him up and moving him? Killing him instantly? Make sure to hide the body!]
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Okay, okay, Shiemi, think.
You're a smart girl. Kinda.
His blood had helped quench the thirst that had burned her throat, so that was something she was going to have to evaluate at a later time when Noah wasn't dying because of her.
So, obviously... obviously, maybe her bite was venomous to him? Mythology logic.]
I'msosorry
[Without much thought — because if she had to sit there and think about this she would just remain a statue for the rest of her life — Shiemi pressed her lips to the bite she had made and began to suck. The taste of his blood made her gag, and every now and then she had to cough and spit some out, but then she was right back with her lips pressed against the wound.
If she could suck out the venom then, in theory, he would be okay.
That's what TV taught her, and TV was obviously never wrong.]