Her eyes grew wide when she heard the gun shot and felt the sting in her shoulder. For the split second before the blood took effect, she expected for everything to end with her turning to dust. But instead her body went limp and she found herself in his arm...looking to him for an answer. 

He provided none, only apologizing and running off. Pain set in. It started in her shoulder but quickly engulfed her enitre body. She barely had time to question what it was he was apologizing for between the bouts of pain and her trying to flounder around the room. She was almost to the window when another wave of pain hit her, and her body seized and unseized several times before she just slipped into unconciousness. 

When she came to it was from the sound of door opening and closing. She still felt sluggish, in pain, and slightly nausious- something she almost didn't recognize because its been so long. Looking around her, she saw a man laying on the floor but no trace of Connor. Her eyes stayed on the man, and she vaguely questioned what was going on...if connor was behind this...or even still around. 

She was still sluggish when Connor's chosen victim started coming to. he too, looked around and was greatly confused. He demanded answers from Elizabeth, seeing as she was the only person around to talk to...but she just remained silent and sluggish acting so she could feel the pain and foggy-headedness receeding. She smiled to herself as he muttered something about her being useless for information but that he might use her for something else. A perfect target, no one she'd need to torture herself over trying to keep alive.

Her thirst came back in possibly the biggest wave she ever felt and even if she had been looking to hold it back, she would have failed. But her thirst washed over her and she found herself standing up and grabbing him and throwing him against the wall with a new burst of energy. Connor might even have heard the commotion and the man's screams even through the windows of the car. For a brief moment that felt long extended to her, Elizabeth was gone her body completely run on the curse and the instincts that came with it. The blood flowed freely and she partook in it just as freely- even going beyond the point where he would die of blood loss. She took all of it, shredding his body as much as she needed it until she couldn't gather any more. 

When her sanity was back, she gathered the largest body parts, threw them in the tub, turned the shower on, washed her hands, left a note saying "identity theft, bitches!" in really boxy lettering and grabbed her things. Not taking the time to check for connor first, she opened the door and jumped onto the roof, landing in a low stance. Her eyes quickly adjusted and showed her what she needed to know- people were mostly still inside and someone was on the phone with their back turned towards her and...connor's car. 

She jumped from the roof of the hotel and to infront of the car, seeing that connor was actually inside, she slid in and slammed the door. "drive now" she said quickly, even though she was fairly certain that she didn't have to. Her hands and objects and packages of moist towelettes went flying onto the floor of the car as she tried to clean herself up as much as possible. It would take her entire stock of towelettes.