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"....if he does, we won't let him near you." "I'll k-kill him." "I'll help, we'll all keep him away....."

2016-01-23 22:05:19

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"No! I don't want him near either of you!" She wiped her tears on her sleeve in a cheap attempt to calm down. "I don't want him to hurt either of you."

2016-01-23 22:07:36

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"He won't. We can outnumber him, it'll be easy. He's just one vampire......we've gone up against far worse."

2016-01-23 22:08:27

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"I...I...I." She became unable to speak through her tears.

2016-01-23 22:15:15

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".....you don't have to say anything, just take deep breaths.....we're here, we aren't going anywhere.....I love you, I won't let you get hurt."

2016-01-23 22:15:55

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She sobbed until she was finally able to calm herself. "I..I love you too." She finally choked out.

2016-01-23 22:17:54

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We were on a very careful walk. I'd....taken a knife with me. I went to Terezi's and asked to borrow hers; I remembered her saying that it could kill vampires. We can't possibly be too safe. She'd asked about the hair, of course, I said I'd explain later.....I had the knife in my pocket and Ivory's hand tightly in mine. She wasn't about to leave my side.

2016-01-23 22:29:38

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Ivory needed to get out of the house. She couldn't sleep, and she couldn't be a lone. Her anxiety was through the roof, to the point where she wasn't if sure taking Xanax helped her. At first, she insisted on going alone, but after much, /much/ arguing, Seculus managed to to convince her to let him come with. She kept her fingers laced with his. "See?" Ivory spoke. "He's not here. I'm fine."

2016-01-23 22:35:19

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"You're lying, and I'm not letting you go anywhere alone. Just because he isn't 'here' right this second doesn't mean you're safe.....let's just enjoy the night air, alright?" I said with a sigh.

2016-01-23 22:36:59

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"I...fine." She finally gave in. Could she really even convince him?

2016-01-23 22:42:27

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"No, you can't. I know you too well, Ivory...."

2016-01-23 22:42:49

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She couldn't disagree with that. "And that's not fair."

2016-01-23 22:46:16

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"How is it? You know me just as well."

2016-01-23 22:47:10

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"...You do have a point."

2016-01-23 22:48:19

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"I do, and you'll just have to accept it."

2016-01-23 22:48:53

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"Never, I-" She sensed someone. The grip on his hand tightened.

2016-01-23 22:49:48

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"What? Who is it? Maybe it's just Cale or someone, he does tend to wander." I pulled her closer, just in case, and placed my other hand on the knife.

2016-01-23 22:51:35

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"I...hope so." She anxiously kept walking.

2016-01-23 22:52:29

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"I don't know why he does, he's always getting lost, after all," I laughed nervously, trying to distract her with small talk.

2016-01-23 22:53:22

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"He does have a habit of-" A set of hands wrapped around her throat and pulled her away from Seculus, putting her into a choke hold.

2016-01-23 22:54:20

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"IVORY!" I pulled out the knife and grabbed at the hands, raising the blade with a hiss and a bare of my fangs. I tried to catch his thoughts to figure out where he would move next, and when I could stab him.

2016-01-23 22:58:30

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Marcellio stumbled backwards from the unexpected creature before, but kept his grip on his target. Though, before Seculus could reach him, a different set of hands placed their palms on his temples. "SUPRISE!" A familiar voice shouted. Wait- How-HOW WAS HE HERE?!

2016-01-23 23:01:21

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"DON'T TOUCH ME--" |IT'S THANTOS HOW IS HE--FUCK SECULUS GET HER OUT OF HERE!| WHAT DO YOU THINK I'M TRYING TO DO?!.

2016-01-23 23:05:58

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Ivory felt his tongue on her shoulders as he slowly licked towards his neck. She shuddered and started to struggle. Let go! /Let go!/

Thantos focused a bit and gave a push of energy, there, his work was done here.

2016-01-23 23:08:48

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"NNNNGHHAAAHH!"

|HE'S--WHAT'S HE-|

[-ISH WAIT NO HE NEEDS YOU COME BACK-]

|LET GO OF ME YOU'RE NOT HELPING YOU'RE JUST-|

Two limp forms flickered into existence on the pavement nearby, fading in and out of New York like television static before they caught on corporeality. One was holding the other's hand, and he lay there on the ground, alternating between quiet laughter and whimpers of overstimulation. The other jerked his hand away and leapt to his feet, stumbling and catching himself heavily, much more so than he was used to, on a lamppost. Once he was steady on his newly solid feet, he launched himself towards the fight and grabbed the knife from Seculus's hand before he could inadvertently stab himself in the head. Then he looked to Marcellio and the knife shot towards his neck, stopping short. "Let her go /now/," he said, black-streaked bangs blown out of his face by the sudden movement.

2016-01-23 23:18:27