<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"><i>Her answer alone was enough to make him want to reach for his gun and attempt to scare her off, but he didn't. That was tell she leaned closer to him looking at his neck this pushed him over the edge, he was not going to be her little puppet. His hand made his way under the table to grab the handle of the handgun. As she looked into his eyes she would see that his eyes were just moving back to look at her as he had glanced over at the table for a moment.</i><br/>
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<i>Just as she was saying her name he had pulled the gun out of the holster and went to aim it at her... As he was lifting the gun to aim it at her he abruptly stood, witch, slung the chair out backward and sed," I won't let you feed on me, now leave!" He at this time saw her much like a predator about to attack. She admitted that she may feed on him and that he was sposto let her but she had slowly made her way up to him much like an animal stalking its prey.  She still looked human and he figured that she would also move like one perhaps a bit stronger than one... but did not know her speed or strength.  With him standing up if she was human the gun would be painting at her head by the time he sed leave......</i></span></span></span>