{ the one aspect that isn't properly working is his vampiric healing. he can sense every pain in his head to his bones on a micro level. it seems he isn't in the clear with all his abilities yet, and thus he's trying to be careful, to try and not overdo it. when claude mentions he possible healing, his eyebrows lift in a questioning manner. he doesn't get to question, there's no time for that. instead he nods to let the other know he has heard.
they can cross that line if needed after. }
Yes. On your count.
{ he's grateful for the heads up, since it gives him enough to compose, to calculate what he can do next to support. despite having to have already exposed too much when he bit the bone serpent, louis still is conflicted over showing his monstrous qualities. he might have to set it aside again, for the sake of others, for the sake of claude also not getting hurt.
claude flies with his blows and louis makes sure to strike, the smell of blood strong when he lands from the right, using a hand to dig into the back of the creature, nails digging in deep along a line down. he knows he can puncture right through its heart, but he's hesitant. there's a pained growl and the creature falls to its knees, scrambling. a quick death is sufficient, he reminds. so he glances back at claude, in his huff of breath as he moves back from the creature's attempt to attack again. blood droplets fall onto the snow from his now covered hand as he stands his ground so he won't fall over. }
no subject
they can cross that line if needed after. }
Yes. On your count.
{ he's grateful for the heads up, since it gives him enough to compose, to calculate what he can do next to support. despite having to have already exposed too much when he bit the bone serpent, louis still is conflicted over showing his monstrous qualities. he might have to set it aside again, for the sake of others, for the sake of claude also not getting hurt.
claude flies with his blows and louis makes sure to strike, the smell of blood strong when he lands from the right, using a hand to dig into the back of the creature, nails digging in deep along a line down. he knows he can puncture right through its heart, but he's hesitant. there's a pained growl and the creature falls to its knees, scrambling. a quick death is sufficient, he reminds. so he glances back at claude, in his huff of breath as he moves back from the creature's attempt to attack again. blood droplets fall onto the snow from his now covered hand as he stands his ground so he won't fall over. }
It's slowing down!