Post by Rio on Oct 22, 2010 10:44:56 GMT -8
"Drain her blood from any of the pulse points; wrist is slower and more painful but you will be able to judge when to stop a bit more easily, throat is much faster but there is a higher risk of killing her in the process. She needs only a little of your blood in return, it is easiest to make a horizontal cut along your wrist for that purpose."
Rio flicked his ears in simple recognition. He would not like this method, but had enough confidence in his abilities to make sure that Riza would survive this transformation. Having had too much knowledge and experience for such a forbidden process was almost too much to think of. A hidden flame of remorse and regret flashed through his eye for a second, before disappearing. A horizontal cut on his wrist was easiest to inflict on himself, but as he looked at Riza, all his qualms were dissolved into nothing; she seemed ready for this, so he should be similarly ready. He looked up at Gabriel, who had come closer, then at Riza, who stood by him, and lastly Sieg, who had returned to his stony posture by his feet. Upon the daemon boy's gaze, the golden feline turned its crystal blue eyes to stare Rio's blue eyes down calmly, giving him silent support. He was ignoring the shifter, who had a mouth that reminded him of many of his old training-masters. He didn't like it, but chose not to let Riza see anymore of the atrocities he frequently committed.
“Him, on the other hand, I want nowhere near me when I’m being turned. Whatever you do, please don’t let him watch.”[/i]
However, it seemed that Riza completely despised that creature. He turned to her, almost in the unnerving calm of the stature that he always fought in. "Would you like me to get rid of him?" He asked her. As Calandra had put it, she would not stand up for a slave (who was not worthy of even the title slave) against him. If she respected him or simply did not care so much for Auspice, it was unclear to him. If Riza wished so, he would kill that thing and would have no conscience towards it.[/size][/color][/font]
Rio flicked his ears in simple recognition. He would not like this method, but had enough confidence in his abilities to make sure that Riza would survive this transformation. Having had too much knowledge and experience for such a forbidden process was almost too much to think of. A hidden flame of remorse and regret flashed through his eye for a second, before disappearing. A horizontal cut on his wrist was easiest to inflict on himself, but as he looked at Riza, all his qualms were dissolved into nothing; she seemed ready for this, so he should be similarly ready. He looked up at Gabriel, who had come closer, then at Riza, who stood by him, and lastly Sieg, who had returned to his stony posture by his feet. Upon the daemon boy's gaze, the golden feline turned its crystal blue eyes to stare Rio's blue eyes down calmly, giving him silent support. He was ignoring the shifter, who had a mouth that reminded him of many of his old training-masters. He didn't like it, but chose not to let Riza see anymore of the atrocities he frequently committed.
“Him, on the other hand, I want nowhere near me when I’m being turned. Whatever you do, please don’t let him watch.”[/i]
However, it seemed that Riza completely despised that creature. He turned to her, almost in the unnerving calm of the stature that he always fought in. "Would you like me to get rid of him?" He asked her. As Calandra had put it, she would not stand up for a slave (who was not worthy of even the title slave) against him. If she respected him or simply did not care so much for Auspice, it was unclear to him. If Riza wished so, he would kill that thing and would have no conscience towards it.[/size][/color][/font]
