[ Perhaps one day they can have a discussion of just how much Elena has subverted Scarlett's expectations and it can come up that she used to be a cheerleader back in high school. She still remembers all those routines, including the ones from when she'd been without her humanity...
A hiss of surprised pain nearly fills the room as that knife easily cuts through her skin, a hot stream of blood slowly trickling down her arm and onto the white towel, staining it a bright red. Closing her eyes for a moment, she stays perfectly still and breathes through the pain, remembering the warning the other woman had given her. When she opens her eyes again, it's to glare at Scarlett in irritation. ]
I should have known you'd do that.
[ And then she looks at the cut, which should have already been healing but... isn't. It's just bleeding, albeit slowly. ]
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A hiss of surprised pain nearly fills the room as that knife easily cuts through her skin, a hot stream of blood slowly trickling down her arm and onto the white towel, staining it a bright red. Closing her eyes for a moment, she stays perfectly still and breathes through the pain, remembering the warning the other woman had given her. When she opens her eyes again, it's to glare at Scarlett in irritation. ]
I should have known you'd do that.
[ And then she looks at the cut, which should have already been healing but... isn't. It's just bleeding, albeit slowly. ]
Well, shit.