There's a difference between driving faster and breaking the law.
[ uh, with these two... not really.
heine is nice enough to not mention that they've multiple signs, and just shrugs slightly as they pass the sign saying 1.5 miles to the next rest stop. they really are almost there, but he's feeling trepidation about her ability to last another five minutes. ]
[there's no difference. ever. they either break the law or they don't. it's that simple.
it's really a good thing he's keeping his mouth shut, though. she just wants to gnaw everything off by this point. it's like she comes down with a nasty cold before she needs more blood. there's nothing about that that's fun-- she likes to be pretty, not gross and normal looking.]
[ he finally just rolls his eyes and slouches back in his seat, crossing his arms. he can see her starting to change, the effects of her not having fed in a while, and it's just as weird as it always is.
he's still half-tempted to provoke her more, but... he'll keep hims mouth shut for now. hopefully they'll reach the gas station before any murder occurs! ]
[the few minutes it takes to get to the gas station and not rip heine's neck out are very long minutes. but jennifer makes it, forces herself to chew on the inside of her cheek instead. she's like a god, for christ's sake. she can handle this.
the only problem is she can only handle so much. as soon as their car so much as touches the driveway of the gas station, she nearly speeds into the pumps. she pulls the emergency break up and turns, tires screeching into the pavement before an abrupt and bumpy stop.
she leaves the keys and her wallet in the car- doesn't so much as look at heine, when she rushes into the station. whoever is inside is completely and utterly fucked, by this point.]
[ heine keeps quiet for the rest of the ride, amazingly, only occasionally drumming his fingertips on the inside of the door. he only grips at the seat in mild stress when she very nearly crashes the car and rushes out of the car.
geez. he sighs and gets out of the passenger side, ignoring anything happening inside the gas station in favor of reparking the car nearer to the pumps. he opens the fuel door and fills up the tank, leaning back against the door and watching the window of the gas station with distant interest. maybe he'll even see some blood from here. ]
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[ uh, with these two... not really.
heine is nice enough to not mention that they've multiple signs, and just shrugs slightly as they pass the sign saying 1.5 miles to the next rest stop. they really are almost there, but he's feeling trepidation about her ability to last another five minutes. ]
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[there's no difference. ever. they either break the law or they don't. it's that simple.
it's really a good thing he's keeping his mouth shut, though. she just wants to gnaw everything off by this point. it's like she comes down with a nasty cold before she needs more blood. there's nothing about that that's fun-- she likes to be pretty, not gross and normal looking.]
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he's still half-tempted to provoke her more, but... he'll keep hims mouth shut for now. hopefully they'll reach the gas station before any murder occurs! ]
omf im back from outer space
the only problem is she can only handle so much. as soon as their car so much as touches the driveway of the gas station, she nearly speeds into the pumps. she pulls the emergency break up and turns, tires screeching into the pavement before an abrupt and bumpy stop.
she leaves the keys and her wallet in the car- doesn't so much as look at heine, when she rushes into the station. whoever is inside is completely and utterly fucked, by this point.]
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geez. he sighs and gets out of the passenger side, ignoring anything happening inside the gas station in favor of reparking the car nearer to the pumps. he opens the fuel door and fills up the tank, leaning back against the door and watching the window of the gas station with distant interest. maybe he'll even see some blood from here. ]