(ORP) Morghain and Lucifer's new Manor

[Morghain]

All her senses had gone into over drive with sensations bombarding her from all around. Everything had taken on a red tinge and for some reason her vision seemed to zoom in and out unexpectedly. Sometimes focusing on one thing then rapidly switching to something else entirely. Her hearing was also playing up. She could hear things that she had never noticed before and everything was so loud it was almost overwhelming yet even with all this happening, she could not find what she was looking for. She winces in physical pain as Lucifer bellows, not understanding what he is doing, she reacts out of fear and is about to push him well away from her until something so sweet and tempting distracts her.

She takes a deep breath to draw in scent of fresh living blood coming towards her, her head darts towards the smell and as she sees the thrall coming towards her. Her eyes focus in on the rhythmic pulse at his throat and as she concentrates on it, her hearing also focuses in so she can hear the slow thud, thud, thud that gets louder and louder as he comes towards her. With a growl, she leaps towards the incoming blood source. She has no concept of the fact that he is a living, breathing human, all she knows is that he has something she requires and nothing would stop her from acquiring it.

Unfortunately, she is yet to learn to control her new strength and ends up overshooting her target and crashing into the large wardrobe that stands on the opposite wall. After extracting herself from the debris, she slowly and carefully makes her way towards the thrall, her whole body shaking from the stress of her need for food and the struggle to maintain some semblance of control. Stepping up to him, she wraps her arm around his waist, gripping him tight to her. The other hand she wraps around the back of his head to draw him unresistingly towards her drooling mouth and waiting fangs. As she feeds, something within her clicks and every fiber of her being focuses on the process of feeding and the desire to do so as quickly and efficiently as possible. Unbeknownst to her the process of turning had awakened two new...talents..to aid in the hunting and feeding process, talents that would later be called "the hands of flesh and blood."

Having taken all she needs, she lays in a state of blood drunkenness, unable to form any sort of coherency.Her meal lays beside her, no longer in any way resembling what it once was.