The Cult Of Assassins. {RP}

[spirit_queen]

And he would find that Angel's entire room was stuffed full of English ivy, and the ivy seemed to be sprouting form Angel's head. Arkady hadn't seen the transformed version of Angel yet, so the green skin, and lips would be a shock to him.

[Miranda_]

It was.

"What in hell have you done to yourself?" he yelled suddenly at Angel.

[spirit_queen]

Angel curled into a ball and hid her face under her arms as if expecting him to hit her, a highly unusual response form her. She actually even whimpered.

[Miranda_]

"If this is some kind of experiment you did..." Arkady stopped with a sigh. "I don't really know what to say. It possibly could help you if I gave you some of my blood, but I know how you feel about that."

[spirit_queen]

"It was an accident," Angel whispered. "It wasn't ready yet, Diego interrupted... an accident." she seemed to be convincing herself more that anyone else, and her emerald eyes were glassy after she removed her arms from around her face.

[Miranda_]

"That brat needs a good hiding," muttered Arkady. "Anyway, if I give you some of my blood, it wouldn't reverse the process but it would stabilise it. You can't live like this with plants continually growing out of your head."

[spirit_queen]

"Just a little," Angel murmured, finally sitting up. It was surprising how vulnerable she looked, with tears streaming down her face ad eyes far too vacant.

[Miranda_]

"Of course. A little will be enough," Arkady said, in a surprisingly gentle tone of voice. He didn't think much of Angel in herself but he did not want to see her suffer.

Arkady took a wooden splinter from the door frame and cut his wrist with it, making a slight grimace as he did so. He then walked over to Angel and let the blood drip into her mouth.

Vampire blood didn't taste at all like human blood... it had a strong, strange taste, unlike anything any human would have tasted before. While a small amount would not turn a human into a vampire, it would heal to some extent.

[spirit_queen]

Angel's eyes widened in surprise at the unexpected tingle the blood gave her... it was almost... magical. "Can you get me some water?" she asked.

[Miranda_]

"Sure," Arkady replied. "Just give me a minute." He left the room briefly in order to fill a glass with water, then returned to Angel's room. The plants appeared to have stopped growing, and Angel certainly looked a lot better than she had when he had first entered the room.

"Here," he said, handing Angel the glass.