I think it may be a combination of this room and our own magical abilities resonating with each other, but I actually feel as though I'm reinvigorated after feeling slightly drained at first.
It would be an honor to give my blood to you, Rachel. -makes a small cut on my upper arm- Be gentle, as I know you will be. But first, let's go into a back room - I don't think we want to distress Mr. Strife.
edited 21st May '12 9:58:10 AM by DarkConfidant
Well the thing is, I may have lied, you don't need to give that blood back, I actually just bled myself out into that bag, see? -shows paper cut finger- I must warn you, I have no idea what will happen if you drink that blood, it'll either be regular human blood from the person I inhabit, or it'll be blood that may make you lose your personal mask...
edited 21st May '12 9:59:27 AM by Olivetree
"You'd never do something as irrational as dying."

-gets a glass of water and pours a few drops of blood in-
Here you are, Rachel. Drink up.