by Alessia Abate » Tue Oct 10, 2017 1:51 pm
Anna becomes a little more dead weight in her arms as she passes out. Alessia, having finished with Laura, passes her off to her sister and comes over to check on Anna. "A bit hungry were we," she chides gently, feeling Anna's pulse. She tilts Anna's head back, "Bite your finger, give her a bit of your blood. It'll fix her right up."