When Belladonna rose from the blood pool, once more in the classic noob clothing, she still had a wicked smirk on her face. Vestra was pacing around the pool, anxiously gnawing at her fingernails as the mist that made up her hair billowed erratically.
At the sight of her friend, her anxiety was quickly relieved, only to then be replaced by a look of disappointment a moment later. However she didn't get time to steep in her misery, as Belladonna leapt from the blood point and scooped Vestra into her arms in a princess carry
"Wh-wh-what are you...." Vestra blushed deeply and stammered, flushed with a whole new wave of anxiety. But that didn't last long, as Belladonna switched her from a princess carry and unceremoniously threw her over her shoulder like a potato sack before sprinting out of the spawn room.
