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 Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 9:16 pm
Tristian was in a rather deep sleep, Lucius' tender kisses and gestures not reaching him in the least. His mouth was barely open, and he breathed slower than typically how one would breath in their sleep...Almost as if he were dying.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 9:38 pm
He frowned softly, just vaugely worried. He wasn't trying to wake Tristian, but thought that if he slept as little as he said, it would be lightly. So, in lue of trying to wake him, he probed into his mind, gently, curiously, to see what was going on in his angel's mind.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 9:51 pm
As he slept, Tristian seemed to be looking over his past. Memories of growing up with a father who wasn't his own filled his mind, as well as memories of finally meeting his father only to find that he'd not been known of. It was as though Lucius had stumbled into all the reasons Tristian didn't want to fall in love - most recently scarring his fragile heart being a close friend who resides in the Underground.
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2005 10:10 pm
Lucius drew back, almost painfully rapidly, and immediately regretted invading Tristian's privacy. Instead of continuin, he circled his arms tightly around the other's waist, nuzzling his shoulder, waitin patiently, and planning.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:28 am
Though his breathing and heartrate didn't increase, Tristian's eyes fluttered open, and he looked to Lucius with a rather bewildered expression. After a moment, he smiled, and hugged the other. You're awake...
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:23 pm
"Mmmmhm. I haven't been but a few minutes, though."
He slipped his arms around Tristian, nuzzling into his shoulder tenderly.
"Don't forget, we're going to look for a place today. But we have plenty of time. How did you sleep angellus?"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Mon Dec 12, 2005 7:27 pm
Sleep? Tristian had almost forgot he'd let himself go. He smiled faintly and shrugged a shoulder. It wasn't quite sleep...it was more of a mental shut down. He didn't remember anything he'd drempt or whatever, nor did he feel much different. I slept alright...he said softly, his voice still not quite with him.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 7:55 pm
"Excellent."
He leaned in to kiss him, hard and long.
"Today, we go house hunting. But first we need to get some bloo in you. You're far too pale. Would you like to hunt, me hunt for you, or drink from me"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 8:19 pm
Tristian blushed softly, smiling to Lucius. BLood did sound good at the moment, but he'd rather find some pathetic mortal to pull it from. He wasn't sure why, but feeding on a stranger was appealing.
He grinned some, his shy smile fading. Do you know anyone we could feed from?
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 8:39 pm
He winced a little, knowing the suggestion he had wasn't going to be pleasant, but it wa necessary o keep their cover.
"No, but . . . . . well, we are near a forrest, adn I can hear over a thousand heartbeats from all the way up here on the hill."
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 8:56 pm
Tristian frowned, disappointed that he didn't know anyone to pester for sustanance. He thought a moment of who they could go to that he knew, but they were all related, and he wanted new blood. If you can hear it, then I'm sure you're right, and there'll be -someone- we can use...His voice was strangely alluring, not quite his own in a way.
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Posted: Tue Dec 13, 2005 9:09 pm
Once again, Lucius looked weary of being outright. But what else was there to do?
"I didn't really mean . . . . some ONE so much as . . . . well, some THING."
He looked guilt-ridden at suggesting Tristian should be forced to feed from an animal. It was filthy work. But if he agreed, he would spare the angel the grimy work, of course.
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 12:19 pm
Tristian wrinkled his nose and fell limp against the 'bed'. When he was younger he used to feed off rabbits he'd catch in his father's garden when he needed, but that wasn't what he wanted anymore. He let his eyes fall shut a moment to think. There had to be another way...to get a human's blood.
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 12:54 pm
He frowned softly, watchign out the window and reaching out, feeling, carefull, superficially not seeming to be doing anythign but thinking. Finally, he turned back to Tristian with a soft, slightly unsure smile.
"I . . . . I think I might know someone. But you have to do what I say, and trust me, all right, angel?"
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Sammie the Cricket Slayer
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Posted: Wed Dec 14, 2005 1:49 pm
Tristian shifted to pull himself up slightly to look to Lucius. He nodded slowly, but was a little confused. He did trust Lucius, probably moreso than he should.
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