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[mathiasxmoreau-blog]

@scarlett-lane

It had been a much needed busy today for Mathias. He was low on energy, and definitely low on blood intake. Trying to coerce a random citizen would have been too much trouble for him to go through, and his patience would wear have worn way past thin. So he did the next best thing. 

Mathias headed to the local clinic, walking through the doors as if he owned the place. Striding up the the counter, he pulled off his sunglasses before leaning against the counter. 

“Evening.” He started, glancing at the girl behind the counter. “I’m having terrible hunger pains. I’d like to be admitted with at least three bags of blood. Minimum.” 

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@josephinescmmers

Walking down the steps to the slave holding cells, Mathias cleared his throat while adjusting the cuff links at his wrist. He gave a pointed look to one of the guards, as if to say ‘hurry up, i’m not getting any younger.’ Technically he wasn’t aging at all, but it didn’t mean he like to wait around. The guard followed him as he walked by the cells, stopping in front of one cell in particular. 

“Open this one please.” He looked to the guard, who then unlocked the cell door. 

“You.” He looked one brunette straight in the eyes, giving her the ghost of a small smile. “Come here.” 

[bulletproofbellas]

"I think you should leave now."

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"——You bought me flowers?

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"What would you do if I just kissed you out of nowhere?"

[bulletproofbellas]

"---Would you just kiss me already?"

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"----How do you think the world started? I mean, do you believe in the whole Big Bang theory? Or do you think that someone...something...greater created it?"

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"----Do me a favor?"