{ ✵--;; ᴅ ᴇ ғ ᴇ ᴄ ᴛ.
ROLE: [ ✵ ] - Host to solecistic
FEW times she's wished it took a lot to piss her off. That her fuse wouldn't remain this short, but when she raises her fist to cut through the old guy's head, almost half his skull dropping to the ground, blood crimson staining the ends of her sleeve she thinks she partially regrets this. The killing was useless, not like she was even that hungry in the first place, but oh well. Creepy old fucking bastard did piss her off, though.
"So, do you want this or not?" Picking off the arm as she offers it to the other ghoul, she knew it was dark but she didn't doubt her senses, what she's seen and smelled of the hooded guy and it was easy enough to presume what he was. A side of him revealing the kakugan she didn't doubt, but just as soon as she's fed up with asking her vision blurs. Glitches, like a computer screen till it reveals his true form.
True form...?
"What the hell--?!" The hooded guy she's seen just seconds ago has shifted into someone completely different and she sees... She smells. Doesn't doubt now that it's a human she's offering this to. Widened eyes tinged with horror to reveal her surprise. The bloodied arm drops to the ground. She doesn't know what the fuck's going on but now that he's seen all this and he isn't a ghoul she knows she can't keep him alive.