Anita rolls to her feet and takes the moment's pause to assess the situation. She'd thrown Damian clear of everyone else in the room, but unfortunately, that put him closest to the open front door. She hopes that the vampire's instinct to avoid the sun would negate that as an escape option, but hope and $3.95 will buy you a latte.
She starts edging her way around the room toward the door, ready to cut off that avenue of motion should Damian manage to overcome that instinct. She doesn't know why Damian isn't burning in the sun, let alone awake this early in the day, but she does know that the last thing they needed was a revenant vampire marauding in the middle of the day. That would lead to an order of execution being issued, and then Anita would have to kill Damian. That's simply unacceptable to her.
She's almost at the door, reaching out to slam it when the hair on the back of her neck stands up and she realizes that Damian is looking right at her.
no subject
She starts edging her way around the room toward the door, ready to cut off that avenue of motion should Damian manage to overcome that instinct. She doesn't know why Damian isn't burning in the sun, let alone awake this early in the day, but she does know that the last thing they needed was a revenant vampire marauding in the middle of the day. That would lead to an order of execution being issued, and then Anita would have to kill Damian. That's simply unacceptable to her.
She's almost at the door, reaching out to slam it when the hair on the back of her neck stands up and she realizes that Damian is looking right at her.