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It seemed that everyone was a little on the rude side in this group. It was understandable though. They were basically in the middle of an apocalypse and being followed by rotting corpses. Alyssa continued exploring the place they were currently calling home, ignoring any comments that were said involving her. She had managed to find the kitchen and a couple of bedrooms although at the moment she was looking for the washroom and was failing to find it. There was some commotion coming from where all the others were, and soon guns were being fired. She raised an eyebrow as she looked towards the rather loud sounds. Soon it all ended and silence fell over the whole building.
Eventually Alyssa found the washroom and stepped in. Locking the door behind her she clenched her jaw tightly as she leaned on the sink. Looking into the ceramic bowl she bit back a scream as pain trailed up her spine causing her to shiver. She clutched at the sink tightly and rolled her neck as bones cracked and popped. She winced as a low growl escaped her. Glaring into the mirror she saw her eyes shimmer amber as she snarled at her reflection, her fist colliding with the mirror and shattering upon impact. Alyssa looked away in great anger as she roared.
Her grip on the sink only tightened more as she yanked on it and pulled it out of the wall as if it was nothing. Tossing it against the back wall the tiles fell in large chunks, the sink shaking up the bricks and concrete from behind. Just a smaller amount of force and the sink could have definitely gone through the wall. "FUCK!!" She roared in anger as her body trembled bones cracking and popping for a few moments before she fell back against a wall and slid down. Bringing up her knees she rested her forehead on them and started crying. Although her current behaviour most likely seemed borderline insane to others to her it really wasn't. Ever since she was bit at the age of seventeen she would have these fits of pure rage and raw anger. Alyssa believed it was due to the fact that she held the beast down as often as she could, only letting it out during the full moon, which was quickly approaching, only a few days away, the fits would only get worse until the change of the first full moon night.
She cried in silence for a bit and then attempted to regain herself. She just sat in the washroom, waiting until she was ready to leave. She would have to clean up the mess first though.
Eventually Alyssa found the washroom and stepped in. Locking the door behind her she clenched her jaw tightly as she leaned on the sink. Looking into the ceramic bowl she bit back a scream as pain trailed up her spine causing her to shiver. She clutched at the sink tightly and rolled her neck as bones cracked and popped. She winced as a low growl escaped her. Glaring into the mirror she saw her eyes shimmer amber as she snarled at her reflection, her fist colliding with the mirror and shattering upon impact. Alyssa looked away in great anger as she roared.
Her grip on the sink only tightened more as she yanked on it and pulled it out of the wall as if it was nothing. Tossing it against the back wall the tiles fell in large chunks, the sink shaking up the bricks and concrete from behind. Just a smaller amount of force and the sink could have definitely gone through the wall. "FUCK!!" She roared in anger as her body trembled bones cracking and popping for a few moments before she fell back against a wall and slid down. Bringing up her knees she rested her forehead on them and started crying. Although her current behaviour most likely seemed borderline insane to others to her it really wasn't. Ever since she was bit at the age of seventeen she would have these fits of pure rage and raw anger. Alyssa believed it was due to the fact that she held the beast down as often as she could, only letting it out during the full moon, which was quickly approaching, only a few days away, the fits would only get worse until the change of the first full moon night.
She cried in silence for a bit and then attempted to regain herself. She just sat in the washroom, waiting until she was ready to leave. She would have to clean up the mess first though.