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Nick comes down from his room. He's cleaned up since...the last few days. He looks a little lost, but his clothing and hair and appearance is otherwise impecable. He nearly stumbles on the way to the bar, eyes staring at anything but the actual environment around him. He sits. He stares.
He orders some food and begins to sip.
He orders some food and begins to sip.
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To the bar, "could I get another cup of tea, please, pet?"
It's something to look at, at least.
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"I didn't lie to you. At all. The entire time I was up there."
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"I - I know."
A pause.
"Why did..."
He can't finish that question.
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The emphasis is perhaps the first show of any sort of emotion. And it is a bizarre mix of helplessness and concern.
"But it's true. Nonetheless."
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Why wouldn't he be?
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He sips his blood.
"My kind never forget. Part of the gift...or the curse...or whatever."
He sips again.
"But you know I wasn't lying."
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"I'm not likely to forget any time soon."
He still doesn't look at Nick.
"I know. I just don't know why."
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He sips his blood.
"I can't hate what I know. I thought...I thought that was the extent of it. I was wrong."
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"I wish it was that simple."
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But Nick's eyes are focused now. Focused on the fading mark. He's staring and he knows he shouldn't but he is. He sips on his blood.
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"No, it's not, is it."
A statement, not a question.
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He sips his blood.
"Why did you laugh? Like that."
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He can smell the blood. Sharp coppery tang, like airborne metal cloying at the back of his throat.
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He sips.
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"Then it shouldn't happen to people like me. I've killed...I've killed a hundred thousand people, Alex. Over the centuries. I'm...I'm a walking holocaust, Alex. And it happens to me. Has happened."
He sips.
"Is happening."
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"I'm not used to it."
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He watches him rub the bite mark again and he can't keep a hunger out of his eyes as he watches. It is not entirely bloodlust. In fact, it's mostly not about bloodlust.
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"Why are you looking at me like that?"
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"Why do you think I'm looking at you like that?"
It's not hostile. It's not much more than curious.
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He sips.
"I'm staring because I made that mark."
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He looks away again, biting his lip.
"Why did you make it?"
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"Because I wanted to. Because I wanted to...I...your blood was..."
He lowers his eyes for a moment before looking at Alex again.
"Because I needed to."
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"Is that human, or animal? Which one is better?"
He sounds genuinely curious.
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