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[center][color=tan][b]Location:[/b][/color] Vex’s Apartment • [color=tan][b]Time:[/b][/color] Friday Night[/center]
[center][color=tan][b]Interactions:[/b][/color] [@Tae] Elodie • [color=tan][b]Mentions:[/b][/color] [@Tpartywithzombi] Vex [@princess] Angel[/center]
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Sure, Sean had expected some pushback from Elodie, but how she fought against herself and his suggestion almost made him feel guilty about the whole thing. His mask that often hid his expression while he was out at night was lying on the floor next to Vex, leaving his face open to show a tinge of regret. Still, he kept his arm out, despite her reservations. It wasn’t about her wanting blood— she needed it. Sean watched quietly as she wrestled with her hunger, expecting the latter to win. His bets were in, and all he needed to do was wait for what he believed to be the inevitable outcome. 

[color=D9A0B0]“Sean…”[/color] 

[color=tan]“Yeah…”[/color] He was about to say he was ready.

[color=D9A0B0]“I think… there’s blood. In Vex’s fridge… I think I can smell it…”[/color] 

[color=tan]“Oh…”[/color] She had won, and the man couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed at his proposition now. Sean raised an eyebrow and looked across the apartment toward the refrigerator. [color=tan]“Must be part of Vex’s new bad habit.”[/color] Sean sighed as he forced himself up with a grunt. [color=tan]“I’ll take a look.”[/color] Sean walked over to the refrigerator, opening it to find a short stack of blood bags. [color=tan]“O Negative coming right up.”[/color] Though he was being lighthearted as he grabbed the blood bag, he didn’t smile. Tonight was shitty, and it was still so early. Shutting the fridge door, he returned to his spot between the two women.  

[color=tan]“Here.”[/color] He handed her the cold bag of blood, before walking in the direction he had tossed his pistol. [color=tan]“Drink up, and we’ll get the hell out of here. [i]She[/i] can sleep on the floor tonight.”[/color] While Elodie indulged, Sean walked around, grabbing his things from the ground. There wasn’t anything left for them to do here, as Vex wasn’t able to provide Sean with any information until she was coherent. 

It was moments later when Sean and Elodie found themselves back on the road, driving through Halcyon, much slower than previously. Sean kept his mask off and his hood down, a sign that he was giving up being Hollow for the rest of the night. The two would be going to Elodie’s cafe, as he was in the mood for something slower paced and a few doses of caffeine.

[color=tan]“Sorry about the blood thing. We probably should have talked more about it before I jumped the gun… I’ve learned that… some of you like to stick to a code of ethics.”[/color] Sean sighed as he felt he was doing a miserable job at trying to apologize. [color=tan]“You’d probably get along with Sicily- Actually, let’s wait and see about that, because I mentioned something similar about Vex… and now you have a broken arm.”[/color] Sean shook his head. [color=tan]“Fucking lycans. You know, a lot of wardens swear those rage machines are easier to empathize with, but they’re just a different kind of problem. With vamps, you at least know all of them were human at some point. You all drink blood, prey on the liquid that keeps humans alive, and some get this ridiculous god complex after they’ve been around long enough…”[/color] He shot her a glance.

[color=tan]“No offense. But what I’m saying is, they were still some Joe Schmoe trying to figure out which fad diet was going to keep them looking hot and youthful while trying to live up to the expectations of the other stupid people in their lives— a drone. Lycans, though, half of them are [i]born[/i] into that shit. Never a human, never a drone, just born better. They don’t go out of their way to feed on us, sure, but I don’t think they’d have any reservation pushing us out of the way for the sake of Darwinism… Shit, I’m rambling.”[/color] Sean sighed once more, shaking his head as the two neared their destination. 
 




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