[In her defense, she knows what is going to happen next and she's never really held a lot of stock in the value of her own life.
She takes Ari's offered hand and reaches our through the connection between them. Death begins to draw on the life force within the girl, draining it like a battery. Ari may begin to feel breathless, her chest may feel tighter, some people may even feel pain, but Valdis isn't taking much.
As she pulls that life force into her own essence, the bleeding stops and smooth, unblemished skin knits itself together.
Valdis releases Ari's hand and any symptoms the girl may have been feeling vanish, except for maybe being a little tired. The scarlet irises that had replaced the green fade back into their normal color]
Towel please.
[A towel appears out of nowhere, flung unceremoniously onto the bar. She picks it up and wipes the remaining blood off of her hand. Holding it out for Ari to examine.]
I don't expect this to prove anything to you right now, aside from the fact I can take your lifeforce into my own. But, at least consider I may be correct.
[She wipes the blood off the counter, unfortunately it's a white towel.]
Up to you how much she feels beyond tired!
She takes Ari's offered hand and reaches our through the connection between them. Death begins to draw on the life force within the girl, draining it like a battery. Ari may begin to feel breathless, her chest may feel tighter, some people may even feel pain, but Valdis isn't taking much.
As she pulls that life force into her own essence, the bleeding stops and smooth, unblemished skin knits itself together.
Valdis releases Ari's hand and any symptoms the girl may have been feeling vanish, except for maybe being a little tired. The scarlet irises that had replaced the green fade back into their normal color]
Towel please.
[A towel appears out of nowhere, flung unceremoniously onto the bar. She picks it up and wipes the remaining blood off of her hand. Holding it out for Ari to examine.]
I don't expect this to prove anything to you right now, aside from the fact I can take your lifeforce into my own. But, at least consider I may be correct.
[She wipes the blood off the counter, unfortunately it's a white towel.]
Sorry, uh, ghost...bartender.