She'd tried so hard. Mariam had done everything in her power to keep herself hidden. Herself and the small group of ragtag survivors who fled the city. Only a few of them spoke English, but that's neither here nor there.. They all had the same goal. Live. And to live as they are... Not as one of them. Mariam had gone into town to get access to a convenience store. Steal some food, bring back to the camp. It hadn't gone well. She and her small party were found... And found by Kai, of all people.
With a content groan, Boris pulls himself out of his body filled bed. Paying no attention to the two female vampires feasting on a half dead human at the foot of the bed. It smells like sex and blood. Just how Boris likes it, but the night had barely started, and he’s already bored. Sex, blood, sleep, and repeat. Gaining this immortal life has been a gift from Kai, sure, but Boris isn’t half bored now they have so much of Russia under control. And soon the rest of the world. Thinking of, Boris might go give Kai a visit. Been a while since he last saw that bastard. He might have some fun things for Boris to do.
“Not a chance in hell.” *Kai smirks and sits down beside Garland. The smells of human food stir some faint memories; of taste that wasn’t just blood and sex, but Kai has no desire to return to that. He desires more of what Garland has to offer… But he needs to be patient. And unless he’s going to risk leaving Garland alone he needs to wait this out and suffer quietly.* “It gets better. Watch.”
*Mariam blinks herself awake and pushes herself back up to sit. With Boris beside her, keeping her nice and cool and stroking her hair… Damn it really was easy to almost drift off. Maybe.. when she’s gone.. He’ll even miss her.*
As if this couldn’t get worse, Kai sits right next to him. Garland hunches over the tray slightly, scared of what the man might do. Where he might touch to torment Garland. Stabbing his fork into the meat, he slowly starts to eat it. Chewing at a snail’s pace just so he doesn’t have to look up at the shameful display on the TV.
Boris gets the food quick enough, returning to her side and offering the tray. “Eat what you can.” Boris will admit, he’s wondering why Kai is taking so long. Unless Sergei never told him he left the task to Boris. And with how hurt Kai got, it might be a while before he comes to investigate. “You might get another night before he comes here.” If he even does. Lord knows, Kai might be sticking to his room to protect Garland from Yuriy still.
*The way Garland absolutely draws out every bite of his meal has Kai damn near chuckling. How pitiful. While he's always found porn to be quite disdainful himself he never imagined someone like Garland would be so abhorred by it that he wouldn't watch it at all - much less treat it like it was diseased.* "Watch it and I won't make you watch it again." *Possibly.*
*Mariam takes the tray slowly and rests it in front of her in bed. Boris had gotten her a variety of finger foods; some cheeses, some pieces of grilled meat, and some fruit. Like a charcuterie, only not arranged like one. What stands out the most though is the small slice of cake on the platter. Mariam tilts her head. Well that's cute. As if the sugar might make her incoming death suck less.*
Garland swallows his food slowly, eyes going to the screen, then Kai. He heavily doubts Kai means that, simply because this is a fun, easy thing to use against Garland. Just tie him down, and turn on the TV. Why wouldn't Kai do that? But if Garland keeps denying Kai his satisfaction right now, he might get nasty. "Fine." Garland stabs at his food, but as he chews, he glares at the screen. So stupid and vulgar.
Boris looks over the food. He can barely remember what any of that tastes like anymore. Long forgotten memories. Not that he ate well for most of his life anyway. "Take your time with it, and don't worry if you leave any." Boris finds himself saying. Mariam knows. Not like she'll ever get punished for wasting food.
