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Tick, tock, tick, tock. The sound of the grandfather clock chimed from the across the hall as she sat at the very head of the dining table; Nadiya decided to keep Poison closed today, she was convinced that it would be safer for everyone if she did so. It took a lot of convincing, for two reasons alone - Poison was her way of keeping afloat financially and to close for one night meant that she would be missing out on quite a lot of money, and secondly; many of the women that worked for her, typically had nowhere else to go and opted to stay in their rooms. Thus, on evenings like this, she had to kick some to the curb just because she could not be trusted when it came to blood; after all, no one ever went out of just one pint of beer, so why the willpower to stop after one pint of blood. The whole rule was ludacris for her, but she also knew why she she had to stick to it; anymore than said blood, always sent her down a very dark path - Diya could not control the urges, the temptations to take more than what was needed to survive. In fact, on almost every feed since she had arrived in Evermore, she had to organise babysitters to make sure that she stopped and to stand in to do whatever was necessary to stop her from talking yet another life.
Nadiya allowed her fingers to drum upon the wooden table as her hazel eyes remained on the front door; he was late which was surprising and completely unacceptable in her eyes. Of course, she knew he had other responsibilities that weren't her - he had his guard duties as well as the Therian boy that seemed to have won him over years go; yet, she only asked for him once a month and he couldn't even do that for her. She could slowly feel the burn itch at the back of her throat as she stood rather abruptly, the feet of the chair screeched along the floor as she did so; Diya wasn't known for her patientness, and he knew that - this would be on him. The Valkyr proceeded to grab her leather jacket, her heels clicked on the flooring which echoed around her empty house; she had never noticed just how eerie her house was until it was empty. She glanced back into the emptiness before allowing the night air to engulf her; Diya didn't have a particular place or person in mind, she just needed to find someone who would satisfy her needs. Which, if she was completely honest with herself, that could almost be anyone - she wasn't necessarily picky when it came to who she fed from.
Diya stalked the thriving streets of Evermore, yet she kept her head down; she wanted to rely on her sense of smell alone, rather than simply going for someone who was visually attractive. It wasn't surprising that she picked up a particular scent fairly quickly, and instinctively, her predator turned on; Diya sunk further into the shadows which she wore as a second coat as she followed the petite blonde down the street - it seemed she was leaving the city. This worked in Nadiya's favour as it would make it incredibly easy to pull the girl away. She waited for a few moments after they left the heart of the city before making her move; the girl was just as petite as she, thus the fight between the two was pathetic - Diya overpowering the blonde. A sinister smile found her lips as she pinned the frightened girl to a tree. “Shh” Diya cooed deductive, before humming a soothing nursery rhyme which she could barely remember her Mother doing when she was a child. With each note, she lowered her head closer to the girls pulse before eagerly sinking her teeth into the fragile flesh. The Valkyr's eyes rolled back in pleasure as the sweet poison ran down the back of her throat; it was as sweet as a honey upon her taste buds. Diya tightened her grasp on the girl who continued to thrash against her; yet with each passing moment, the strength in her fight was dying. It was in that moment that Nadiya could feel her sense of humanity leaving her.
Diya was too distracted to sense another soul which approached her quickly, and rather suddenly; it wasn't until her back hit the ground that she was brought somewhat back to reality - despite the craze which was happening with her. The predator had now become the prey as a set of teeth clamped down upon her shoulder which caused her to roar out; the simple bite to her shoulder weakened her suddenly. “Therian” She grunted through gritted teeth, the poison weakened her body rather quickly as the therian dragged her off into the shadows which she would normally consider her home.
Damien knew he had to be tactical with figuring out a way to give Nadiya blood. Finding out the hard way in the first place of her struggle with blood. Hearing the tales of the past and how things all went wrong. Knowing she’s been through hell and back, she just needs some help to keep her on the right track. Which was where he came in. When they first figured out a new way around to make sure her dark Valkyr self Carmel was under control. Making it a lot easier if he was in charge of when she needs blood, almost it being routine. He had been too busy letting it slip out of his head. A simple mistake finding the consequences of it all. Damien knew he had to clean up the mess which was his fault. It was him who came up with the plan of keeping her blood bags locked up. It was what they did back in the manor with Valkyr’s who still struggles with their thirst. Whilst he was one of the ones who had their thirst under control, having no problems in decades back to when Malva first found him. Then joining the guard. Damien figured it would be best to stick to the one blood bag even if he knew that it wouldn’t be enough for Nadiya. Knowing how Therian venom works it’s already in her bloodstream needing enough new blood to be consumed to flush it out to get rid of it. Yet he wasn’t that stupid to give her and more human blood knowing that Nadiya will later regret and put more blames onto him. Walking into the room on tune he expected seeing the reaction from the Valkyr who was wanting more blood. “You can only have one of these Diya, but I have a plan” Letting her know he wasn’t disappointing her fully only having one blood bag when he knew Carmel would want a lot more.
Sitting on a nearby couch so he could watch Nadiya drink from the blood bag. Almost to see how bad her thirst was so he could know how he was going to work around helping her. Seeing how her face was full of happiness as she took the first few sips. As expected it didn’t take many moments for her to drain the blood bag bone dry so there was nothing left. There where he came in with his plan which could go completely wrong. How it was a risky move, one that could potentially kill him. Yet he was willing to forget that risk for Nadiya. Moving over to her he let the Nephilim who’d been there helping him with making sure she was okay from the beginning. Damien carefully took Nadiya over to across the room to one of the more comfortable sofas where it would be easily. Sitting down he had her on his lap almost, letting her in with his plan. He couldn’t help to roll his eyes hearing her comment knowing she was referencing the Nephilm. Yet she was cut off as he sliced his wrist open so blood began to pour from it. Easily and quickly distracting her.
He wasn’t stupid knowing the risks, escpailly how Nadiya was a Valkyr who had an addiction to blood. Reason why he thought this would be safer for the both of them. Damien knew it’s mostly advised to use humans as human donors rather than Valkyr ones, knowing that she would be thinking this too. “Well you know me and stupid ideas” He pointed out, chuckling as he felt Nadiya wrapping her fingers around his forearm, then feeling as her teeth dug into her wrist. Able to feel her draining him of his blood, feeling it get a little bit more painful as she took more. Knowing that it’s probably normally yet he’d never done it before. He was hoping that she would have some self control when she’d had enough blood to get rid of the venom. Hoping that their sire and mother-son bond would be enough. Or he’d had to get her to stop if it comes to it.