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Eric shows up in the early evening, entering from the staff entrance of Fangtasia.
Not that he minds.

He shrugs off his leather jacket and settles on the couch, managing to fill most of it simply by sprawling.
He couldn't care less about the fish, but the couch is nice.

And he's in a good mood tonight.
Not that it necessarily shows to the casual observer, vampires being rather stone faced and all.

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Jay is sprawled out on one of the nearby rugs, not quite asleep but certainly dozing. He cracks an eyelid and looks up at Eric. "Oh, hey."

Eric looks over at him.

"Beds are too pedestrian? " he guesses. By way of greeting.

Jay answers with a vague shrug. "Stairs. Too much effort."

Eric takes a breath, tasting the air.
"Really?"
He's just curious.

That's all.

"Few too many all nighters in a row." He mutters. "Besides, there's coffee here."

"All work and no play, " Eric replies.
"Isn't it hard to drink coffee in that position? "

"I think I've maxed out my caffeine to blood ratio. I think even you'd be buzzing if you took a drink now."

Another breath.

"No, I wouldn't. Caffeine doesn't carry very well anyway. "

He's sniffing at your blood, Jay.

Jay raises an eyebrow. "It doesn't? What do you guys do for coffee?"

"More blood. And sex. And feeding while having sex. Hormones carry a little better than caffeine."

He smiles.

Jay chuckles, still sprawled out on the rug. "What am I not shocked. Had anyone particularly tasty lately?"

Eric's answer is a rumbly, pleased purr.

"Oh yes. "

He doesn't elaborate straight away. Instead he says, after a pause, "Seen Emcee lately?"

For no particular reason,

Jay closes his eyes, his expression darkening. "No, I haven't. And frankly, I'm scared as shit for him. His time and place are fucked and I'm terrified he's not coming back." He answers with brutal honestly.

"True," Eric says, his voice emotionless.

Jay raises his eyebrow again, knowing the gestures won't be lost on Eric's. Even if he chooses to ignore it.

"I was just wondering. I haven't seen him for a while."

That's all.

Obviously.

Yeah, that gets bullshit half smile. "Sure!"

He gets a half raised eyebrow in return.

Few people can look at someone with as flat an expression as a vampire.

"You love him too." Jay mutters from his spot flat on the rug.

"No."

Eric's voice is flat. Cool.

"I don't love anyone. Love is a human emotion, Jay. "

And you are a lying sack of shit. Jay doesn't say.

Very loudly.

"Keep telling yourself that."

Eric rolls his eyes.

It's a slow, deliberate, and highly arrogant movement.

"Vampires do not feel love. Some vampires like to think that they do, but it's a sham, an illusion. They're tricking themselves because they're unable to let go of how things were like when they were human themselves."

It all sounds very rational.

Jay answers with an equally deliberate raised eyebrow and smirk.

"What?!"

That sounded - borderline testy.

"Not a damn thing." Jay chuckles, peeling himself off the floor with an effort.