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Saaleha now narrowed her eyes at the threat of TC snitching on her to Kamilah, it was obvious she didn’t like it as she dropped her smile. “Yeah, good thing we won’t ever figure out what she has to say about this” She spoke, voice a little sour as she felt that TC was almost threatening to tell Kamilah now. She didn’t want to be more grounded, plus Kamilah didn’t need to be brought into this kinda thing, the supernatural was dangerous after all! Strange how the two sisters were trying to protect one other from that kind of thing while both were very deep in the supernatural.

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“Look, if you get into such deep fucking shit I’m gonna have to. Tell your next of kin or whatever. Like maybe you can handle Petru- for now-” he gives the vampire a meaningful glance “but if it gets any worse...”

Petru scoffs. “And then I will eat you too.” he threatens in turn. “You are not taking away the blood.”

TC stops whatever he was going to say, raising an eyebrow towards the vampire.

“Yeah sure, i’ll consider it” Consider it ad nothing more, he could tell her not to eat bees, but she was totally going to continue being a problem and sticking her nose into things she shouldn’t. Who knows how long it would take her to stick her nose into the sewers to search for giant gators or something. “Don’t worry TC, things will be fine, you’ll see” She was placing a lot of her trust in Petru not to drain her dry, assumed he’d be able to control himself and over all not want to kill her.

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TC sighs, sounding very tired. At this rate he was going to end up babysitting her, especially because of Kamilah. He couldn’t just her sister die.

Plus, he rather liked her, even if she was very annoying at times. “Wonder what your sister would say...”

A bit too much trust, probably. The only reason he’d not drained her dry in the bathroom was for the promise of more blood.. and because TC would have killed him if he had. “Yes, yes.” Petru now tries to sound convincing, reassuring, licking his lips behind the mask.

#lostfledgling #(I hope so too)

“Yeah, that’s usually how I roll, doing ‘shit regardless’” Like going into the factory, or hiding from TC when he first tried to her out of there. It was almsot as if one told her she couldn’t do something,s he’d want to do it 10 times harder. “Okay Petru, you got two good looking and super cute blood bags here. Hopefully this will keep you fed and good” and not sticking his fangs into anyone who didn’t want it.

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“Considering not doing that.” TC replies, somewhat sternly, giving her a very tired look before looking between her and Petru. “I can’t exactly always be around, I got work and shit, but I guess I can also just drop off bottles of it or whatever.” Boy, did he already regret this, but as usual, better him than her, and she didn’t seem intent on changing her mind.

Petru nods enthusiastically, but nods and glances at TC, as if trying to figure out how his blood tasted already.

#lostfledgling #(way more tired than i was before actually)#(and got a meeting very soon #(its a bad combo)

“Are you sure TC?” Saaleha now asked with concern, looking a little nervous as she tried to whisper to the Bee, while using a hand to cover her mouth from Petru’s veiw. “It doesn’t feel great, pretty painful…Are you sure you wanna go through with this?” She wondered if he even realized how painful this could be, or how close one needed to get to have their blood sucked. Well, if he did join in she guessed they were all in on this, and the party would continue. Might be a good way to all stick together.

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“Look, you’re just gonna get more sick if you keep donating to the vampire constantly- especially if he keeps demanding more.” TC grunts, sounding as if he thought the whole thing was a really terrible idea.

“I’ve had a lot worse. But you seem intent on doing this shit regardless, so don’t worry.”

Better than Petru eventually demanding too much or succumbing to blood rage.

#lostfledgling #(oop sorry for delay i fell asleep)#ooc

“Counter terms, new needles. It would be real risky to your blood bag if you gave her tetanus. Also new needles will pierce with ease, old ones also have a risk of breaking much easier then new” He really needed at least new needles, though she wasn’t sure what ‘I dress when I want’ meant…He’d better not keep his clothes on when he’s taking a shower. That wouldn’t fix anything at all! “Otherwise everything is fine, I can give blood every two days if you take as much as you did today, or every day if you take less. It’s your call” Well, she guessed it was time to switch up her diet and see how she takes blood loss on an almost daily basis.

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“New needles is fine, I just need needles.” Or he’d have to go hungry most of the day, which of course would quickly end in the blood rage. And then he wouldn’t be much of a weeniepire, which was cause for worry. “I need more. I am always hungry.”

TC sighs. “Well if I gotta, I guess I can donate, too. I heal faster, after all.”

Saaleha looked overly pleased at this, bouncing a little in her seat now as she giggled and nodded. She was happy that he finally decided to trust her, even if it had terms and conditions. “What are your terms?” She spoke, seeming more then ready to hear them out.

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“I dress when I want. And I keep needles.” Petru turns to face Saaleha, tapping at the needles on his mask. “And I want blood.”

He honestly wasn’t sure how long a human needed to recuperate, it had rarely crossed his mind. But this seemed like the best course now, right? He couldn’t go back to the factory, and he had nowhere else to go. This way, he might be safe and have blood, too.

“Like a rabbit” Saaleha chuckled now, she’d play prey if it made him feel better, if it made him feel safer though at the current moment she might as well been prey. She was still after all only human, a human with no real knowledge on how to use her Edges. “Still, this rabbit wants to help, to risk her life for what she thinks is right, will you accept my help?”

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“Yes, like a rabbit.”

Petru seems a bit surprised that she so readily accepted that she was beneath him and food. Then again, so had he for the sanguine hulks, but that was more because he didn’t have a choice. Someone more dangerous would’ve had to step in.

He squirms uncomfortably a bit, not sure how to deal with all this... this human. But one thing always calmed him- blood. She would give him more blood later, and maybe he could get it from others, too. As long as he played nice.

“... Fine. On my terms.”

Saaleha shrugged, now leaning back in her seat with a lax little smile, now wasn’t that the question, ‘why?’. Even she didn’t have a true answer for that, there were so many answers, all combining and moving her in this direction, allowing her to decide that she wanted to help. “I could say it’s something as selfish as wanting to keep you near, because you are supernatural. If you left…what are my chances again of finding another friendly vampire?” There was now a shrug as she reached out, playing with her straw a little. “And that might have been the start of it, but now I kinda feel you are fun to be around, there is also guilt mixed in here too. There are so many reasons Petru of why I want to help, all mixing together and blurring, I can no longer pick out just one…Is it enough to say that I just do want to help? That I’m willing to help?” Hell, she didn’t know.

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Petru listens to her explanations with a frown and pursed lips, still not sure what to make of any of it- the parts he understood at least. “I don’t understand you. You are prey, you know this?”

TC looks up from his food and narrows his eyes at Petru, ready to step inbetween if the vampire tried anything.

ha!

what is that??

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swamp thing i think

like a comic book/movie antihero or sometihng idk

“And no harm will come your way, unprotected or not you will be safe” Saaleha spoke, trying to make him see with her words that she wasn’t going to attack him, though at the same time felt words would not dismiss his distrust, that it would take time. “I have no intentions of ever doing anything to hurt you Petru, I’m just trying to be nice. Make up for punching you with brass knuckles, trying to be friendly. I just want to help” In a way she was also trying to be more like Kamilah, as she felt that that was somehow expected of her, to be a better person like her sister.

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Petru rumbles a bit, looking away towards the other people in the restaurant again, unsure what to think and say about it all. Why would a human be so insistent on protecting him? He usually ate their kind without any concern for what they thought.

“But why?” He turns back again, moving his hands out in a questioning gesture. “Why this?”

so Ive seen! its been appreciated

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Originally posted by televandalist

#fxraoise #i like talking to you too

(prolly gonna make TC his own blog later when I’m not occupied and make Petru as a sideblog)

its been quiet here

its been quiet everywhere

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#its lonely but

sup i’m lonely and capable of not arguing too

“Why would I trick you know, after all this stuff, when I could have easily tricked you in the bathrooms tall, why now? What would I have to gain from it?” Saaleha sighed a little, wondering what type of life Petru must have lived to be this untrustful. “You’ll just have to place a small bit of your trust in me, just enough for a shower, and again, because it’s healthy. Not just for you, but everyone you feed from. Plus being clean feels great, like it’s super refreshing”

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Petru makes an indecisive grunting noise, as if he couldn’t quite decide just what she had planned to do, just that she planned to do something. “Why? Why does it matter?” The vampire clasps his hands together, seemingly nervously fidgeting now. “But I will be without protection.”

“Well, the bathroom has no windows so the sun wont get you in there. You can lock the door until cleaned, right?” Saaleha spoke as she went through a batch of super cheap motels in the area on her phone. “And it’s important to keep yourself healthy, draw less attention to yourself and i’m sure a lot of other things”

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“How do I know it’s not a trick?” Petru taps the filter of his gas mask as he looks away slightly, staring inbetween TC and Saaleha. “Why do you want me clean?”

The vampire snorts. “We are near dead. We are not healthy.”

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