[Once Ruby's arm is out, the glass obligingly floats in midair and presses against the inside of her elbow. Raphael takes the demon's elbow in a light but firm grip and makes a small knife-cut deep into a vein. She immediately leans Ruby's arm a little, muttering.]
Clench your fist.
[She keeps the vein from closing, the blood from clotting, and the blood flowing as efficiently as if they're at a blood drive, not a dirty abandoned grocery store in an apocalyptic wasteland.
As such, it doesn't take long at all for the glass to fill.]
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Date: 2012-06-26 07:09 am (UTC)Clench your fist.
[She keeps the vein from closing, the blood from clotting, and the blood flowing as efficiently as if they're at a blood drive, not a dirty abandoned grocery store in an apocalyptic wasteland.
As such, it doesn't take long at all for the glass to fill.]