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james as a vampire feeding on clara.

The light flickers open and James makes a mental note to change that lightning bulb later. Now too focused on the girl by his hand who he has been almost dragging across the house as soon as she appeared in his front door. He can tell he is weak, not being able to feed from that beautiful liquid for a week now only emphasizing the bags under his yes, and the trembling of his limbs. The door shuts behind him as his hands gesture her to take a seat in the couch.

 It's not that he is ashamed of what he is, or anything, all otherwise, but understands that the fact of feeding is rather intimate and, above all, he respects his feeder's desicions. Sitting beside her, James strokes her hair out of the way, the pulse zone now on display, pale flesh shining because of the light. It only makes his mouth water even more. "So, how have you been, darling?" He asks, voice sweet against her neck. "It'll be quick as always, don't worry."

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"Heads or tails?"

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James turned his whole body towards the female voice, arm leaning against the back of his chair, eyebrows raised in a mere expression of confusion. He didn't need to ask twice at the sight of the girl with a coin on her hand. "Heads." He answered right after, as casually as he could manage, knowing that if he ignored her he would not only offend her but also create a bad atmosphere around them and that wouldn't help him focus on his work. 

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"Are you afraid of God?"

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James sighed, what actually came out as a little groan, however there was a growing small smile on his lips. Arms flew to the back of his nape, scratching there as he thought of an answer. Really, he didn't want to appear as a smart ass and say that, in fact, there was no God. That it was just a mere children story and that the real gods, the ones who had lived on Earth, were long dead.

"No." He answered. "I haven't done anything bad to deserve God's wrath." his eyes faced forward, to the darkness, the void, and it was actually horrifically beautiful, almost clichéd. The starts were the only stains in the nothing.

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"I promise, you won't feel a thing."

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It took all his will power not to bark a snort. If someone gave him a bug for every time he had heard that phrase, he would be in the Bahamas. However, he stood still, lying where he was told to, the fact that he was so familiar with that environment only made it worse. His nerves bouncing inside of him, some pushing against his skin in light spasmodic movements.

James tried to swallow, but it was almost impossible in such a position. He wanted to ask, he had so many question, but his voice was afraid, hidden into some shell inside him. His breaths started to get hitched and he could tell sweat was forming on his forehead. Just let it be done already.

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"Stop lying."

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Nails were stabbing his palms, fists clenched tight enough for his knuckles to turn as white as snow. As much as he tried to keep his gaze on the other's eyes he knew he would waver at some point, because, for some reason, the other saw right through him, shattering every wall James had ever built around himself and his secrets.

And the moment came soon after, his eyes moved around, everywhere but the boy in front of him, voice feeling like strange, foreign as he spoke. "I just...I can't tell you. I'm sorry." The black haired knew that if he didn't unclench his fists right then he was going to drawn blood. So he did, opting for shoving them into his pockets instead.

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"You’re covered in blood."

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Air burned him in his lungs, big intakes and outtakes of oxygen filled the air as he tried to stand up still. The world coming back on his view again, as if he was just waking up from a dream, or a nightmare, anyway, he didn't remember. The only thing he knew is that it was dark night, thin fog danced on the floor in a white stream that surrounded the street, alley, to be exact.

Swallowing and breathing became almost an impossible mission, finding himself breathing harder once his mouth was dry. His lips, chapped and cold trembled, and so did his hands. His hands. When his eyes found them a loud gasp escaped from the very inside of his being. There was so much blood. Not that it scared him, or made him want to faint. But it was shocking, what had happened?

James checked himself for injuries, a test that didn't last too long since nothing really hurt beside his head, and arms. It was soreness more than ache, as if he had been exercising. Next thing, he stepped away from where he was, turned around, trying to find a body from which the blood came from.

There was none. 

Slowly, he turned towards the boy, eyes big and scared, almost pleading, eyes knitted together and raised. "What happened?" he whispered.

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"It is!" By the way her voice sounded, one could guess she got no sleep at all. "Can you guess, can you!?"

Rubbing his temple with his free hand, James bended over a little, elbows finding his thighs and resting there. "No I can't, if you haven't noticed it's two in the morning I am not human right now, and even less, smart."