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“Not forever, Nelly’s just a human and Otis...” he paused, onyx eyes moving away from the Russian vampire “I don’t think you’ll be able to really help with that.” Vlad was fully aware that the trial date was closing in. He cursed every passing day, angry at how fast time seem to be moving. 

Vlad cold help the feeling that Otis wouldn’t be returning to Bathery afterwards. 

‘ ...just some weird dreams. ’

he was avoiding the question and not even trying to hide it. ‘ is it really that hard to adjust to sleeping at night? ’ he asked, leaning on the railing. ‘ i mean, i know i can’t, but i’m also a teenager. and a vampire. wasn’t there some study that said that teenagers are supposed to stay up later and wake up later? ’

@siiberiian

“Perhaps.” She answers softly. His notice of her actions causes him to move, and she gently pulls him to settle back into her lap.

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“Am I?” 

By the tone of her voice, she was not too terribly concerned. 

Em turns back away from him, bringing the cigarette up for another drag. Her coat is pulled a little bit tighter around her body, and she doesn’t even shift from where she sat on the dirty forest floor.

send “you’re such an idiot.” for my muse to tend to your muse’s wounds.

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“Heroism does little good when the one trying to be protective has died,” Em chides him softly, picking up the pair of tweezers from the table as she held his arm across her lap. 

The wound would heal just fine, very soon - as such it was pertinent that the bullet imbedded there be removed, else Vikas carry it around for the rest of his days.