Post by Anastasia Noldavir on Apr 21, 2009 10:17:48 GMT -6
Ana followed after Gabrielle, who seemed to know her way around a lot more than she did herself. The other girl was also a lot more confident and assured of herself and what they were than the taller, paler female, and that went a long way toward soothing Anastasia's nerves as well. At least until they actually got into the cafeteria.
It wasn't quite dinner time but the room was still fairly full and bustling, much to Ana's chagrin. She'd been somewhat hoping that the opposite would be the case. Her stomach was rumbling yet again, but she wasn't looking forward to eating blood in front of other people, despite Gabby's earlier reassurances. She didn't see too many other kids with silver and ruby pendants walking around, though they were there. And all of them were in line at a separate booth, that had a small selection of what looked like bags of blood sitting in ice.
Gabrielle led them over, and Ana did her ultimate best not to fidget or let herself become weirded out or disgusted. The dark-eyed girl pointed out the various types after they waited their turn for a few minutes.
"See?" she murmured, the spanish accent thick in her tone. "There are chicken, cow and lamb, but I have found that pig is . . . how do you say . . . much tastier. Better to eat. But you can pick whichever you think you would like best."
Gabby picked herself up a bag of the dark red liquid labled pork, and then a small clear glass from the pile near-by. Ana fidgeted somewhat in front of the display, more than aware of the attendant staring at her curiously, the small line of kids behind her waiting impatiently and Gabby waiting silently for her to choose. Finally Ana just snatched up a bag of pig's blood to be done with it and a cup before hurrying out of the way.
A moment later and the two vampire girls were sitting at a table. Anastasia hesitated, watching what Gabrielle did and taking her cues from her. The dark-featured girl used a knife she'd produced from somewhere to carefully open the top and poured herself a healthy amount. As soon as the bag was punctured Ana took in a deep sniff almost instinctively, and the sharp coppery tang of the blood immediately made her gums ache as her fangs lengthened in her mouth in eager anticipation. Which, of course, unsettled her mightily.
Gabrielle glanced at her after she'd finished pouring. Her expression was as pleasantly calm as always. "Shall I open yours for you?"
Too nervous and unsettled to speak, Ana just nodded quickly and handed the other girl her bag. Gabrielle opened it as efficiently as she had her own, and helpfully poured Ana's out into her cup as well. Anastasia swallowed a little thickly, staring down at the deep-red liquid as she fiddled with the glass. Her stomach cramping almost painfully with hunger, but too embarrassed and uncertain to actually drink it.
And then she glanced over as Gabrielle seemed to purposefully catch her eye. Ana watched as she raised her own up and took a healthy swallow. As if to show her it was okay, that no one would jump out and start yelling at them for drinking blood.
Slowly, very carefully, Ana lifted her own glass and took a hesitant sip. It wasn't nearly as good as what she'd drunk from Talon, but the taste was still surprisingly good. Unsettlingly so. It slid down her throat like warm fire, immediately soothing the cramp in her belly. Gabrielle smiled a little at her after she'd done so, as if in praise. Ana managed to smile a little back, before taking another hesitant sip, and glancing around at her surroundings with something other than terrified trepidation.
It wasn't quite dinner time but the room was still fairly full and bustling, much to Ana's chagrin. She'd been somewhat hoping that the opposite would be the case. Her stomach was rumbling yet again, but she wasn't looking forward to eating blood in front of other people, despite Gabby's earlier reassurances. She didn't see too many other kids with silver and ruby pendants walking around, though they were there. And all of them were in line at a separate booth, that had a small selection of what looked like bags of blood sitting in ice.
Gabrielle led them over, and Ana did her ultimate best not to fidget or let herself become weirded out or disgusted. The dark-eyed girl pointed out the various types after they waited their turn for a few minutes.
"See?" she murmured, the spanish accent thick in her tone. "There are chicken, cow and lamb, but I have found that pig is . . . how do you say . . . much tastier. Better to eat. But you can pick whichever you think you would like best."
Gabby picked herself up a bag of the dark red liquid labled pork, and then a small clear glass from the pile near-by. Ana fidgeted somewhat in front of the display, more than aware of the attendant staring at her curiously, the small line of kids behind her waiting impatiently and Gabby waiting silently for her to choose. Finally Ana just snatched up a bag of pig's blood to be done with it and a cup before hurrying out of the way.
A moment later and the two vampire girls were sitting at a table. Anastasia hesitated, watching what Gabrielle did and taking her cues from her. The dark-featured girl used a knife she'd produced from somewhere to carefully open the top and poured herself a healthy amount. As soon as the bag was punctured Ana took in a deep sniff almost instinctively, and the sharp coppery tang of the blood immediately made her gums ache as her fangs lengthened in her mouth in eager anticipation. Which, of course, unsettled her mightily.
Gabrielle glanced at her after she'd finished pouring. Her expression was as pleasantly calm as always. "Shall I open yours for you?"
Too nervous and unsettled to speak, Ana just nodded quickly and handed the other girl her bag. Gabrielle opened it as efficiently as she had her own, and helpfully poured Ana's out into her cup as well. Anastasia swallowed a little thickly, staring down at the deep-red liquid as she fiddled with the glass. Her stomach cramping almost painfully with hunger, but too embarrassed and uncertain to actually drink it.
And then she glanced over as Gabrielle seemed to purposefully catch her eye. Ana watched as she raised her own up and took a healthy swallow. As if to show her it was okay, that no one would jump out and start yelling at them for drinking blood.
Slowly, very carefully, Ana lifted her own glass and took a hesitant sip. It wasn't nearly as good as what she'd drunk from Talon, but the taste was still surprisingly good. Unsettlingly so. It slid down her throat like warm fire, immediately soothing the cramp in her belly. Gabrielle smiled a little at her after she'd done so, as if in praise. Ana managed to smile a little back, before taking another hesitant sip, and glancing around at her surroundings with something other than terrified trepidation.