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A knock on the door came before a loud, [color=gray]"Good afternoon,"[/color] and Nic entered the room. He had a knife in one hand that he was idly toying with, and a plate of cooked venison roast. He eyed the Twizzler in Nikki's hand. [color=gray]"Yeah, no. Candy isn't going to do you much good. You want your blood back? Eat some meat."[/color]

He set the plate on a table next to Nikki, before pulling a chair. [color=gray]"So, how you feeling, firecracker?"[/color]