-rolls away in shame-
“안녕…하쎄요…” she muttered to herself, long red fingernails clacking nervously on the plastic lid of her coffee mug. “쎄? No, that’s not right at all, is it?” she moaned. She would never get the hang of Korean pronunciation.
((Aaaaaaand now there’s a part 3. Guys I’m getting carried away with this and I fear this is turning into a full-fledged fic soon.))
"I must thank you once again for your indulgence of me, Moblit," Zoë said as she gently pulled the needle out of his arm and pressed down the cotton swab on the puncture. "Apply pressure for a full minute before you bandage it. And raise your arm, like that, yes."
((Ask and ye shall receive, excited anon. I should have known a vampire au would have been a popular topic.))
History is a fickle thing, written by fickle creatures known as man. Standards of morality and ethics were forever changing to suit the needs of the current generation. Between cultures, between decades, humans warped the definitions of right and wrong, virtue and sin, man vs beast. Levi had traveled little in his centuries of life, but no matter the era, he had always been sure of his role as beast.
The cold night air soaked into her lungs and colored her breath frosty white whilst it painted her lips a soft blue. Her body trembled and she let the shiver pass through her bones, the spasms in her muscles waking her slightly. A ghastly breeze rustled the leaves on the ground, and they whispered a soporific melody in her ear, yet she knew they were merely the pipes carrying the melody of a different conductor. Every touch of snow on her cheeks urged her gently into rest—an icy rest—a chill she felt behind her in the night promised such tranquility. And when it enveloped its captivating arms around her, frozen fingers softly touching her chin, turning it aside to bear her tepid, beating pulse…
((Ok, so MAJOR disclaimer, I knew NOTHING about star wars before I got this prompt and even after reading several wiki pages, I still don’t have a complete grasp of this universe, so this is probably all fucked up and inaccurate to how star wars works, but whatever here you go.))
He favored his left and she knew it—exploited it—her attacks were a constant barrage that left him pinned down with no opportunity to strike back. She remembered everything about his moves, but Levi remembered nothing about the woman that stood now against him.