06-22-2012, 09:39 PM
"Valiant? Maybe. I just moved without thinking really." Bell muttered the words softly, almost whispering in her ear. She really was a pretty girl, and she saw him as valiant. Well, that had to count for something. He lifted his head for a moment, looking around for a few seconds. He almost felt as if they were being watched, maybe they were. Bell didn't really care, let people watch. What this girl said next though, made his eyes widen slightly. "Uhm..What?" That was a strange request and a stranger rumor. He'd heard whisperings of something like that before, but never put much stock into it. He didn't believe it for a moment.
Bell was starting to move, about to push the girl away from him and jump away from her himself. Jump away and run. Somehow, having a vampire ask him for his blood frightened him. Before he could do that, something else caught his attention. A slight sound, maybe. He couldn't say exactly what it was. Not exactly a sound, maybe just a feeling. He was in danger, they were in danger, then he did hear the sound, a gunshot, two gunshots maybe. Bell did shove the girl now, as quick as he could, he shoved her hard and then, he hit the ground with a grunt. Bell fell straight down on his butt. Hissing, the scent of burning flesh in his nose, the smell of his own blood in his nose.
None of that he paid attention to, the smell was nothing. It was the pain he could only focus on. The burning, horrid pain. The person's aim had been off, or maybe it was because he'd been moving, pushing the girl away. Whatever it was, that bullet had barely missed his heart. Bell had never known a pain like this before, his hands reached up for the wound, fingernails ready to dig the painful bullet out. He had to get it out. But his eyes were dancing. Filled with pain and very alert, he glanced towards the pink haired girl long enough to see if she was dead or hurt, then those eyes were searching for the attacker. Bell was struggling to stand, one hand groping at the wound, as he tried to fight through the pain engulfing his body enough to move. To function.
Then he was on his feet, and his eyes were on the hunter. It was hard to focus, sharp fingernails dug into the flesh around the bullet, but he couldn't quite grasp it. He took a staggering step towards her and fell. Gods the pain. Damn silver, damn that pure metal to hell. Bell growled.
Of course, as always with every movement he made, the other vampires could hear silver bells jingling. The sound was lost to humans though.
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