— *Distressed dying whale noises*
“Why are you making that noise?”

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— *Distressed dying whale noises*
“Why are you making that noise?”
“What’s going on?”
“Someone dies, comes back from the dead... Forces me to get kicked out of bed.”
ᴏsᴄᴀʀ’s ᴀʟᴛᴇʀɴᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ғᴀᴄᴇ ᴄʟᴀɪᴍs;
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“Uh—”
“Он должен уйти.”
“Oscar, i’m sorry —-you have to go.”
“Are you fucking kidding me?”
“Got a cigarette?”
“Father?”
“Uh —”
cataclysmicsoul:
“Don’t move.”
“Are we leaving the bedroom at any point?”
“He know’s. He’s always known.”
“I won’t let it happen.”
“Why did he want to come back to this?”
“That is his business, but I can guess the original plan. Mila, a word of advice... Why not simply enjoy this time? You needn’t consider responsibilities, you can live your life, fully, I mean. Why not try it?”
“Yeah. He’ll be fine, Oscar. He’s just doped up, but Alix came fixed up his shoulder, gave him some pain relief. He just needs to rest for a few days.”
“This relationship will kill him, I can’t have that.”
“Not in the slightest.”
“I presume it was her, he wouldn’t let this happen otherwise. Has he been seen to? Is he in pain?”
“No.”
“So what happened to your arm?”
“No.”
“So what happened to your arm?”
Already Krysz could detect irritation within the expression of the other, as Oscar’s jaw proceeded to tense, “I had to be certain, Oscar.” With a conscious sigh, Krysz lifted his head toward the other, within intention to captivate the Samuel’s gaze, as Oscar attempted to seek some element of clarification. The blonde, having already reached forth toward the shoulder of the other, before faultering to grasp the other’s wrist, “this isn’t something you have to do. You can continue to live, as you are Oscar. There’s risk with the transformation, just as there is with any.”
The male stared as Krysz’s hand curled around his wrist, a small smile curling up on his features as he offered a small nod in response. “But it is something I want to do, I just want to know more. I hoped for something a little more interesting than an over-evolved vampire.” Placing a hand over the male’s own, he simply shrugged, “I’m not supposed to be a warlock, so I do not want to be.”