Date: 2013-06-02 06:32 am (UTC)
everywere: (Face)
From: [personal profile] everywere
I close my eyes and shut her out. Shut everything out. The closer I am to shifting the more the silver in my tattoos burn. If I go much further I'll have to strip down or my clothes with catch on fire from it. Oddly enough, the smells in here help. Bread, coffee, fruits. Calming smells, non-threatening spells.

After what feels like a long moment my teeth stop to hurt and my skin doesn't feel like it's about to sprout a fur coat anymore. I'm sweating despite the cool temperature but I know I've got it under control now. One good thing about fighting back a shift is that it leaves the animal part of me too tired to try again anytime soon. I could force it if I needed to but I don't see that likely.

Slowly standing up I notice the burning smell and look at my clothes. Part of my security uniform is singed where my tattoos have burned through. If that's the worse that happened though, I'll take it. I turn to look at the woman and notice that she's still here. Seeing her sends a flush of heat through my, animal instincts telling me that sex is even better than violence.

"So. You got that ID?"
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