<strong>Name:</strong>Emily Hartwell<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Woods<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Scarlett, any other anti-werewolf bigots<br/><hr/>Once she's ascertained that no more vampires are present (with one small exception she's too flustered to notice), Emily begins to shift back to human form, haphazardly crawling a few steps back from the scary girl with the weird metal thing in her hand.  Fortunately, her clothes are only a bit torn up as she reverts (which barely matters, it's not like they're any newer than the rest of her wardrobe), although she could really use a hairbrush or at least a comb right about now.  Unfortunately, the rapid shift sends her into a terrible coughing fit as vampire dust starts catching up with her human throat.<br/><br/>"I, um --" Emily coughs again as she manages to sit up, trying hard to think about what exactly you were supposed to say in this sort of situation.  She takes a deep breath as she blinks up at Scarlett.  "Please don't kill me?" she tries helpfully.<br/><br/>She isn't sure that was it, but no one ever taught her how to properly beg for mercy.  Or how to explain the wolf thing at all, really.