When his expression shifts, her shoulders slump a little in silent self-recrimination. She could have just said there were knife-wielding maniacs out there or something, anything but creatures that are mythical to the entire native population; he must think she's an idiot…
… And then he props a chair under the door handle with practiced ease. Sunshine wavers, torn between stunned appreciation for the fact that he's trying and some serious doubts as to the effectiveness of that chair, but his next choice in barricade material is a bit more promising.
"Um. Right." No time for blanking. He seems to have that desk well in hand, so Sunshine looks around the room for something else to shove in front of the door. There are a few comfortable-looking armchairs that might do, but she can't shake the conviction that anything light enough for her to move would be light enough for a vampire to move with a hell of a lot more ease. Then her eyes find the windows, heavily curtained but with sunlight - bright, friendly sunlight - twinkling around the edges. It's daylight.
Sunshine crosses to the windows in three quick strides and yanks back the curtains, flooding the room with sunlight. It settles on her like a down comforter, and she lets out a sigh of relief. No vampire can kill in daylight. They're safe.
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… And then he props a chair under the door handle with practiced ease. Sunshine wavers, torn between stunned appreciation for the fact that he's trying and some serious doubts as to the effectiveness of that chair, but his next choice in barricade material is a bit more promising.
"Um. Right." No time for blanking. He seems to have that desk well in hand, so Sunshine looks around the room for something else to shove in front of the door. There are a few comfortable-looking armchairs that might do, but she can't shake the conviction that anything light enough for her to move would be light enough for a vampire to move with a hell of a lot more ease. Then her eyes find the windows, heavily curtained but with sunlight - bright, friendly sunlight - twinkling around the edges. It's daylight.
Sunshine crosses to the windows in three quick strides and yanks back the curtains, flooding the room with sunlight. It settles on her like a down comforter, and she lets out a sigh of relief. No vampire can kill in daylight. They're safe.