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With a twitch in his eye lid, as Ice entered the cell, and Schnider's un-divided attention on the scene from his room on the other side of the clear cell wall, Corbin opened his eye.

"Its hard to tell, in this place void of sun, or moonlight. But its been about a week, hasen't it."

Smirking some, still in that posture he had taken when he first arrived here, Corbin looked up at Ice, not bothering to even glance at the open wounds on his knuckles.

"So, you gave in first, huh?"

Chuckling some, Corbin turned to stare once more at the same spot he had been all this time, and closed his eye again.

"You really do have a slack opinion of me, fiend. You'll know when i'm hungry."

Under these circumstances, vitae was draining so slowly from the Diablerist. He didn't move, so circulation was minimal, and without his disciplines, or abilities to sock up counts, he was left with the lowest rate of consumption possible. Aside from that fact, Corbin was a camal for vitae, and plasma. As a diablerist and hellion of his kind, he drank gluttoniously, esspecially before he had come, it was what sustained his ability to command so many disciplines.

He could last atleast two weeks, if he remained focused, and refused to allow his hunger to drive him. he was shooting for atleast that two week mark.

Inside the cell, this extra week on, Corbin still kneeled, however his nails were chipped, and knuckles bruised. If it weren't for the fact that the icey cell repaired itself, there wouldn't be much left to the floor. His left eye was bloodshot, and his tail betrayed him, by openly expressing the hunger as it lashed about across the floor, then made a harsh crack against the wall, shattering the ice before it reformed.

As Corbin glared at Ice, his muscle mass having diminished some, the German entered behind Ice, and cleared his throat.

"Ahem..Mr Ize, if you dont mind terribly, i'd like to tezt zee vitae you are ovvering zee general. I mean no ovvenze zir..Its juzt Roan'z orderz."

Nodding, Schnider had faith in Ice to this point..However dipped his own finger into the vitae as Ice had, before taking a step back outside the prison room. Licking the vitae from his finger, just enough to taste, he sighed, satisfied.

Corbin glared hatfully at Ice, and his tail smashed against the wall once more. As with any Cainite, reasoning was far from stable at this point however he still knew if he was going to attack Ice, he would fail. His eye however caught Schnider, still with vitae on his finger.

Narrowing his eye, Corbin fixed his eye on the German, and just as the Samedi realized he had become the subject of interest, Corbin's tail shot to the cieling and quickly slithered over Ice's head then back down towards the door.

Remembering well enough what had happened the last time the Diablerist's tail caught him, Schnider hastily slammed the cell door shut, and went wide eyed as coils of the tail smashed into the door. Astonished at how much strength the tail still had, even though the rest of Corbin's body looked so weak and frail.

Having failed, Corbin roared in anger, before letting his tail return, and coil defensivly about his lower body.

Glaring back at Ice once more, snarling, he lowered his head, staring at Ice's fingers, as he hissed through grinding jaws.

"..Fine..."

Baring his teeth at Ice with a low growl that shook his chest, Corbin lunged forward from his knees at the Syn. He was however of course caught by the collar and chain, and flinched with a hiss as the haemoxinate was injected into his throat. He however still reached his claws out at Ice, almost barking as his tail began intricately coiling in patterns and slamming down on the floor at Ice.

"IIIIIICE!"

So..Roan had lasted far longer then he had. Corbin had thought he was special, and atleast on par with Roan. The truth was he hadn't, and probably couldn't last as long as her.

Lowering his head, he forces his tail down to coil about him. The tail tightly wraps about his legs as he kneels, and about his torso, as if trying to guard him from the staggeringly sad realization.

"Hungry, and yes...Deceit.."

Listening, though only capable of truely grasping some of what Ice said, Corbin continued staring at the floor, sickened by his own actions already. He did have some thanks, that this wouldn't be common knowledge, his taming, but that was a poltry grace.

It was at this new request though that his pupil dialated, and his arms shook, open hands on the floor turning to fists as he quaked with fury.

.: Whats the big deal, kid? You've always acted civil enough before when it mattered. :.

.: The hag bags are right, runt. You've knelt for the Camarilla before. You've knelt for Raoul. Just get it over with. I thirst. :.

.: This is DIFFERENT. I kneel before my king. My empire. My Camarilla..But to kneel to HIM.... :.

Slowly, with a sigh, Corbin rose to his feet, his tail still coiled around him only just loose enough to allow his legs to carry him over to Ice. Not showing his face to the fiend, he stood shaking for a moment. Slowly, he lowered his shoulders, and he looked about to kneel. At the last moment however, there was a loud hocking gurgle, before he raised his head, and stared Ice down, towering over him and spat a mix of saliva, and his own blood, after biting the inside of his cheek in Ice's face.

Grinning, rather patheticly, he offered first a chuckle.

"Kind...Says the fiend that told me not that long ago..To abbandon all humanity left in me. Kind..Thats a laugh."

All through ice's little speech, Corbin smirked, satisfied with his standing up to the fiend. That pride...Might just keep him from falling too far between now, and his next feeding, though either way, it wasn't something he was going to forget. He had said he was going to make Ice work for it..It was easy enough for Ice so far..Perhapes he could atleast make the fiend wait. Corbin however still had that impatient, trigger happiness about him, that his father had.

"Then its a date..Fiend."