He doesn't laugh and doesn't even bother moving really, simply watching her. There's no place for her to run or hide in here, and nobody will hear her scream.
"Not going to fly," he corrects, voice still even in tone as he then moves through the shadows, footsteps barely echoing in the quiet.
She's so scared he can practically taste it and it makes him thirsty, but not yet.
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Date: 2009-03-20 06:46 am (UTC)"Not going to fly," he corrects, voice still even in tone as he then moves through the shadows, footsteps barely echoing in the quiet.
She's so scared he can practically taste it and it makes him thirsty, but not yet.