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Damien nodded at Lucan's instructions as the mage let him pass into his room. He didn't know the man- vampire? Which one was more appropriate? Maybe he'd ask- long enough to get any sort of read on him but he assumed he must be tired from spooking people all night. Damien would be tired too if he had a fancy title that had him randomly boarding cars in the middle of the night. He shrugged and instead looked around the place with wide eyes.

The dorm was better than anything he'd lived in. Three parents and five siblings made for a tight living situation and although their house was pretty big, it was still cluttered and cramped and in much needed repair. This place was squeaky clean and Damien didn't know how he felt about it. It felt very show, like someone wasn't really meant to live here, and he was sorely tempted to make a bit of a mess just to make it feel more like home. Damien frowned as he looked around, finding very few things to toss around. He almost started pulling out kitchen utensils and dumping them in a cup or a big bowl or [i]something[/i] just to break the monotony but another idea popped into his head as he grinned. He fished out his phone from his pocket and bounded out the front door, catching it just at the last second before it slammed shut. He'd forgotten the vampire man said he needed some chill time and although it was supposed to be over, the rip your fingers off threat lingered in the back of his head. He shivered a bit and turned his attention to his current task. He put his phone up and started recording himself, throwing up a peace sign.

[color=DodgerBlue]“Yo! Damien's here all safe and sound, not counting a semi terrifying encounter with the vampire man!”[/color] He signed with his free hand as he spoke. [color=DodgerBlue]“He needed some zzz's so I'll get something from him later. For now, let's tour the new digs! Here you see our lovely front door and more importantly…”[/color] He swung it opened, again almost slamming it but catching it with a grimace. [color=DodgerBlue]“It doesn't scream!!”[/color] He swung it back and forth to emphasize his point.

[color=DodgerBlue]“This is the kitchen. Papa, you'd love it but it looks fu- empty. It looks empty. Swear? No, not me.”[/color] He looked a little sheepish at the almost slip, knowing all three of his parents would bury him in a heart beat for swearing in front of his younger siblings. [color=DodgerBlue]“Like look at this nonsense. I feel like I'm going to be evicted for trespassing! It's like none has lived here [i]ever[/i]! I can't be the only one who thinks that.”[/color] Damien moved into the living room and spun around slowly.

[color=DodgerBlue]“And this here is where movie night is going to happen. We should figure out some schedule to do that together! You know, after Dad manages to recover from that gremlin attack. Aren't they awful, stealing all that popcorn.”[/color] He cackled but slapped his hand over his mouth as he looked at Lucan's door. Right, sleeping. [color=DodgerBlue]“Anyways, yeah. We can start the movie at the same time and stuff so we can still do movies or something. We'll figure that out when we get there! And here is outside but who likes outside?[/color] He did a quick walk through of the porch and moved on.

[color=DodgerBlue]“So now let's check the room! See if it's as swanky as everything else. Let Mom and Papa see it all clean and fancy before I wreck the place.”[/color] He threw open the door gently and looked around, almost vibrating with excitement. [color=DodgerBlue]“I get my own [i]bed[/i]! No more bunk beds! It's so big!”[/color] He lept on it and rolled around on it. [color=DodgerBlue]“And it feels like a cloud! This is kick as- awesome! Kick awesome!”[/color] He managed to catch his mouth but his fingers flew without much thought and he cringed inwardly. Oops, he was excited. They couldn't blame him right.

[color=DodgerBlue]“But look at this! I have a full closet and a little desk thingy and a dresser to myself and…”[/color] he barged into the bathroom and his voice dropped to a whisper, [color=DodgerBlue]“My own bathroom. I've never had my own bathroom. I don't have bang on the door or wake up early to get hot water. I didn't realize I could be won over so easily. Apparently, a private bathroom is my price. This. Is. AMAZING!”[/color] He couldn't keep his voice down and he jumped around and then stuck his tongue out at the camera. [color=DodgerBlue]“Sure, I'm opening my veins everyday but hot water when I want it? I think that's worth it.”[/color] He joked to the camera. 

[color=DodgerBlue]“Well, I think that's about it. Next video will be the vampire man himself, Lucan something or other and the Knight of Darkness or something equally emo-y. He had about a million names after his and I think there was a Duke in that somewhere but the whole feeding me my fingers thing kinda knocked that out of my head but we're pals now so no need to worry!”[/color] He hastily added. Vampire or not, his parents wouldn't be bothered to hold their tongues if they thought Lucan was mistreating him. [color=DodgerBlue]“Apparently, it was all some sort of military test thing and since I told him off, I passed? Not sure what that was about but he got kind nicer after that so…”[/color] Damien shrugged. [color=DodgerBlue]“Well, this is Damien signing out! Catch me next time with Vampire Man: Help me pick a nickname!”[/color]

Damien stopped recording and uploaded it to the family folder, tucking it back into his pocket. The guy definitely needed a nickname. Like the Sparky Sparky Boom man. Not that but something fun like that. He'd enlist his whole family, get a few candid recordings so they could decide on how he acted when he didn't know Damien was around. After he knew the campus though. He'd have to set up perfectly.

Damien spent a little while lazily unpacking before just leaving the rest in the suitcase and plopping down on the bed. He let something play, some black list Nirvana pumping from the phone speaker. Lucan's feeding comment came roaring back as he listened and he would have to admit, he was nervous. Lucan mentioned something about needles. Did he drink through them like a straw? That sounded really fucking gross. The other option was drink directly right? Was his tongue like a mosquito's or did he actually bite? Or maybe they were like cats and they just licked at the wound? Damien chuckled at the idea. Cat vampires. 

[color=DodgerBlue]“Guess we're getting up close and personal.”[/color] Damien muttered, the weirdness if the needle straws  outweighing the cat vampires. At least he had zero concept of personal space already. Damien swung his feet off the bed and grabbed his guitar, taking a moment to check the tune, and shut off the phone. He played quietly, yellow songs falling from his lips and fingers as he attempted to ground himself before he fell into a familiar spiral.

[center][i]Do you remember when we first met?
I sure do, it was some time in early September.[/i][/center]