- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- One post per week
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Adept
- Adaptable
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Futanari
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Fantasy, romance, yaoi/yuri, vampires (non-twilight vampires preferred) though right now I'm VERY interested in finding a romance fantasy
Yumi sat where he left her, the cloth still in her hand as he shifted and moved away. She bit back the sudden wave of anger that built up in her and looked at her lap. She had been only trying to help him. Sighing she pushed herself to her feet and started to pack her things away. It took several moments but when she turned around, she followed the sound of his claws clicking on the ground. A thought occurred to her and she stared at his body when she caught up with him.
Before she could try it though her body gave a shudder and she gasped as she fell against the wall. Her hands trembled far more than they had a moment before and she dropped her bag and started to madly dash through it, looking for the bag of pills. If she didn't want to fall unconscious here she would need more. And he was expecting her to train more. She pulled out two pills when she found the pouch and considered them. She had been like this before. She hated it. the pills weren't drugs, but pure energy. It was a little something she had created out of a plant she'd accidentally eaten when she was running from the police once. She'd ran out of calling and shouting distance when she'd eating them. She hadn't been hungry for hours after that. The only side effects was if one didn't regulate their use one could get devastatingly addicted. She had found that out the hard way. She sighed and popped them into her mouth and swallowed without water, having dumped the rest on that stupid basilisk that hadn't even thanked her for her help.
Before she could try it though her body gave a shudder and she gasped as she fell against the wall. Her hands trembled far more than they had a moment before and she dropped her bag and started to madly dash through it, looking for the bag of pills. If she didn't want to fall unconscious here she would need more. And he was expecting her to train more. She pulled out two pills when she found the pouch and considered them. She had been like this before. She hated it. the pills weren't drugs, but pure energy. It was a little something she had created out of a plant she'd accidentally eaten when she was running from the police once. She'd ran out of calling and shouting distance when she'd eating them. She hadn't been hungry for hours after that. The only side effects was if one didn't regulate their use one could get devastatingly addicted. She had found that out the hard way. She sighed and popped them into her mouth and swallowed without water, having dumped the rest on that stupid basilisk that hadn't even thanked her for her help.