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Oh. She was on the floor. Should he move? ...he couldn't. "Sorry. Probably, yes...I took some medicine, but it does not appear to be doing anything."
2015-07-09 05:05:40 -
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"Hmm..." She thought for a moment. "That's odd, you'd think over the counter medicines would help with this. I mean, you don't look so bad that you need a doctor but..." Her voice trailed off.
2015-07-09 05:09:02 -
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He sighed a little. "Hopefully it will go away eventually. Until then I am just going to keep lying down..."
2015-07-09 05:10:14 -
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"I hope too. I hate seeing you like this."
2015-07-09 05:11:30 -
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"...." She hated to see him like this? Oh. That was a problem. He raised a large hand and reached out, covering her eyes.
2015-07-09 05:14:13 -
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She chuckled slightly. "I don't think that's how it works Zane." She smiled, her pale white hands taking his and slowly pulling it away.
2015-07-09 05:16:26 -
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".....oh. Sorry." He was starting to doze off. Was that good or not?
2015-07-09 05:18:17 -
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"It's okay, don't apologize."She looked at him. "Yeah, you look awful, but I still enjoy seeing you."
2015-07-09 05:20:22 -
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"...but the conversation will probably end momentarily, so I sort of rendered your visit pointless...." He yawned and his eyes half closed.
2015-07-09 05:23:12 -
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"Nah, it's fine. I can watch over you like I did when you were drunk." Yeah. That was still a thing.
2015-07-09 05:24:07 -
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Oh God, she still remembered that. He wished they could've both forgotten. "....sorry....you do not have to....."
2015-07-09 05:27:54 -
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"No, no, it's okay. I'm fine. I don't need too-" She cut herself off mid-sentence. She suddenly had this feeling....this...desire. What was this-
Oh no.
Oh dear God not here.
Not now.
2015-07-09 05:33:40 -
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He sat up slightly and blinked at her sleepily. "...are you okay?" She looked panicked. Oh God. She wasn't having another anxiety attack, was she?
2015-07-09 07:30:53 -
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"Uhhhhh...." She looked away. "You remember how I said I haven't had my first feeding yet?"
2015-07-09 07:32:06 -
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It took him a second. Only slightly longer than if he weren't sick. "............oh. Oh no." He immediately sat up further, pulling the bandages away from his neck.
2015-07-09 07:36:33 -
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She immediately understood what he was intending to do. "Are...are you sure that's a good idea?"
2015-07-09 07:37:38 -
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"Yes. You do not have time to find someone else, and I am less likely to be killed." Less likely, not completely immune.
2015-07-09 07:40:01 -
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Well he did have a point there. Slowly, she moved onto the empty spot on the couch. "So I just...bite?" Well this would of been better if Lance would of been there.
2015-07-09 07:43:11 -
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"Yes..." He braced himself. It had hurt a lot when Cale first bit him, but that had been first for /him/, not Cale. Would it hurt worse now? It didn't matter. This was what he was for, anyway. "Please be...gentle."
2015-07-09 07:58:15 -
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Slowly, she leaned forward. Well this was...a bit more intimate then she was expecting, and she had to do this for the rest of her life? Well then...here goes nothing. Slowly, she inhaled, and carefully bit down.
2015-07-09 08:00:52 -
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Okay. That didn't hurt as much as he'd anticipated. He felt his mind fog over as it usually did, but he didn't know how long she'd hold on for, so he tried his hardest to remain aware for now.
2015-07-09 08:09:14 -
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Okay, just drink. Ivory could do this. The warm liquid entered mouth and ah-that tasted a lot better than Lance described. Okay, just calm down. Keep a grip on the situation. If Ivory let herself slip up here she might kill him, and that was the last thing she wanted to do. She gripped tightly onto his shirt. Was this enough to take? She wasn't sure, but she didn't want to pull away. He tasted /so/ amazing. No, this was enough now. She gently pulled away, almost having to fight the urge to bite him again.
2015-07-09 08:16:01 -
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He took a deep, shaky breath when she released him. It felt different from Cale, somehow. But he was too detached to figure out the reasoning. The haze finally caught up to him, and he slumped over onto the couch, asleep.
2015-07-09 08:24:31 -
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Shit. Was he dead? Did she kill him?! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD- okay, wait. He's breathing still. Okay. He was okay, Haha. Just sleeping, He was sick after all. Maybe...she should sleep too. Just need to get off- she didn't even make it off the couch before she passed out on top of him.
2015-07-09 08:27:48 -
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Well. That didn't take much effort at all. In fact, it probably took too little, though the bite was sort of unexpected. I stood in the foggy place, arms crossed. About time we met.
2015-07-09 08:42:59