11-02-2011, 03:59 AM
Jill grunted as she was pressed to the ground. Feeling the weight on top of her made her squirm all the more - and she snarled and clenched clawed hands tightly. Her inhuman cries were unsettling - but nothing was stranger than the animalistic look in her features. She didn't look human.
With his gray eyes narrowed in concentration Leon knelt and pressed his hands to Jill's shoulders as she rested face-down on the floor. "Concentrate," he repeated. It was a fierce moment of concentration, for sure. Expression dark, Leon ignored the dusty brown hair that slid into his eyes. He focused on saving Jill, just as he'd done for Kaden. He had to help her, and he had to do it now.
Jill thrashed more violently, managing to get a few nicks in on both the boys - but she eventually seemed to tire, her snarls turning into whimpers. When Leon finally pulled back, Jill's bloody features (thanks to her bite on Kaden) were blank. Jill lay still, her breathing ragged . . . and Leon's eyes were wide as she wretched dryly, trying to rid herself of the blood she'd ingested.
"I'll get water," Leon said, swiftly standing and heading for the kitchen once again. He didn't bother commenting on Jill's appearance, for he knew that Kaden was thinking the same thing: she looked the same. Jill acted normal, but her skin was still a strange greyish color. Her fangs were still sharp, as were her claws. Yet, the soldier could sense no form of virus in her any longer. There was simply nothing more for him to heal.
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