Shroud of Death~A Vampire RP

Still having her strength diminished by the Crimson Curse net, Ivanca wearily fell to sleep.
William got up and locked all the doors and windows. He covered Ivanca up carefully with the sheets, and cleaned the disgusting dagger. He decided to go grab a jar of blood for when she woke up.
 
William got up and locked all the doors and windows. He covered Ivanca up carefully with the sheets, and cleaned the disgusting dagger. He decided to go grab a jar of blood for when she woke up.

Ivanca awoke from a nightmare. She laid tucked warmly in the covers, falsely convincing herself that it had only been a dream but knew that her nightmare was created from her memories.
 
Ivanca awoke from a nightmare. She laid tucked warmly in the covers, falsely convincing herself that it had only been a dream but knew that her nightmare was created from her memories.
William looked at her in alarm, and handed her the jar, before saying "If you don't want it, you can just set it down on the table next to you." He tried comforting her by stating "The nightmares aren't real or in the past, don't worry about them."
 
Sarah sat still until she saw a big, fat, bear lumber by. She loaded her blow dart with her most drugged dart and shot the bear on the neck. It rolled and stumbled about, before landing on her. She screamed a muffled scream. She tried in vain to free herself. The bear, like all animals had a few bugs on him and they were going in her nose. She sneezed and gasped for air. Sarah knew that she needed oxygen soon.
 
Sarah sat still until she saw a big, fat, bear lumber by. She loaded her blow dart with her most drugged dart and shot the bear on the neck. It rolled and stumbled about, before landing on her. She screamed a muffled scream. She tried in vain to free herself. The bear, like all animals had a few bugs on him and they were going in her nose. She sneezed and gasped for air. Sarah knew that she needed oxygen soon.
(would you want Jonathan to come or no?)
 
Sarah sat still until she saw a big, fat, bear lumber by. She loaded her blow dart with her most drugged dart and shot the bear on the neck. It rolled and stumbled about, before landing on her. She screamed a muffled scream. She tried in vain to free herself. The bear, like all animals had a few bugs on him and they were going in her nose. She sneezed and gasped for air. Sarah knew that she needed oxygen soon.
Jonathan sidled back towards her former location, rushing to her side when he saw the bear on top of her. He rolled the bear off of her with some force.
 
Sarah coughed and hurriedly stabbed the bear a few times with her knife before it woke up. She pulled the dart out of its throat. "Thanks, I guess." Sarah said, sheepishly.
 

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