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Dungeon Residential Camps, Somewhere, Wednesday, Day Two of Two

At Fandom, the sun reached its highest point in the sky. Down (or was it up?) here in the dungeon, a next day broke, each hour occupying the space of only half. It was only noticeable to those with keen senses, or those who might've kept an eye on the fireplaces: the figurines had switched places again as night changed.

Well. It might have also been noticeable to anyone who'd wandered into a room with a sky and a visible sun.

[ camp one | camp two | camp three | ooc | day one ]

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"Well, I'm also a survivor," Cade said with a shrug. "I just have to be smarter than the next dumbest guy."

"And that's smart enough." Her standards were maybe lowered to a dungeon-appropriate level, right now. She sighed. "I think I'll brave the maze again tomorrow."

Well, you couldn't let one little vampire incident get you down for... more than two days.

"Make sure you come back too," Cade said, which was what passed for concern with him.

"I'm touched by your concern." A little sarcasm never hurt anyone, especially when it was covering up a sliver of truth. "But yes, that's the idea."

"Good," Cade said with a little smile. "We need all the body heat we can get in this karking place."

Well, Natalie gave that a quiet snort. Which was about as far as she was going to go in the direction of being amused, under the circumstances.

"Well, I don't think I give off too much of that in the first place."

"You seem pretty warm to me," Cade said.

"Is that an assessment of my body temperature, my temperament, or just some kind of a euphemism?"

Sometimes you had to ask these things. Mostly, in Natalie's case, when you wanted the distraction.

"Which answer won't get me hit?" Cade asked.

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"None of them will get you hit."

If only because the dungeon situation meant that hurting people was even more pointless than usual.

Cade shrugged. "Then the first two."

"Yeah, neither of those would get you hit anywhere," she said. "Disagreed with, but not hit."

"S'been a shitty week," Sparkle decided, frowning down at the ground. "You know, I kinda liked things like daytime and... I dunno... hamburgers. Can I even eat hamburgers anymore? She never told me. I'm gonna hope I can still eat hamburgers."

Hamburger fixation. It was probably healthier than talking about how badly he wanted to tear out Alec's jugular, right there in the middle of camp.

"You can, but you won't like them," Alec said matter-of-factly. "You'd be better off finding a butcher for animal blood."

Asking about hamburgers seemed like a weird question, though.

"Are you... okay, though?"

"Hungry," Sparkle admitted, eyes flicking to Alec's throat for barely an instant before he looked away again. "So damn hungry. Haven't eaten since. Not really. I could've stayed there, maybe, but I didn't want to. Didn't want to look at her fucking face again."

So... not particularly okay.

Right. Because it wasn't like he could find a butcher here.

Newly-turned vampires were supposed to have a hard time controlling themselves. Alec, at least, could stop Sparkle if it came to that. As long as Sparkle only drank some of Alec's blood and didn't go too far or turn him...

He hesitated, then finally gestured to himself, looking unsure but resigned. "Do you want...?"

"Not good with compliments?" Cade asked.

Oh, Alec. You were helping Sparkle's inclination to ration along quite nicely, you know that?

"... You'd be okay with that?"

This was Sparkle's vulnerable face. His half-starved, totally vulnerable, honest, face.

"If you're going to starve otherwise, then yeah." Alec didn't look thrilled about it or anything, but he couldn't see another option right now. "This once. Carefully. And - when we get out of here, we'll find you a butcher shop in Fandom or something, but for now, if it's an emergency..."

Sparkle nodded, almost desperately, looking at Alec with wide, pleading eyes.

"It is. It is. I can hear everyone's hearts beating, it's driving me fucking crazy, Alec. So, so fucking crazy and when they walk by it's all I can do not to grab them. You know what that's like? I like these people. I don't want to eat them."

That was only partly bullshit, surprisingly enough.

"Better with facts."

That would change.

Well, that settled it, then. "So... do what you have to do," Alec said, before glancing down at his shirt - the only shirt he had in this place. He decided it was probably best not to get blood on it, so he pulled it up and over his head, discarding it on the ground.

Yes, Sparkle. You got shirtless vampire noms. Weren't you lucky?

And then there was a hesitant neck-tilt.

Oh, that wasn't going to do anything to kill Sparkle's appetite, Alec. He even licked his lips and shot Alec another grin before leaning over and whispering in Alec's ear.

"Yummy."

And then he was moving his face to Alec's throat and biting. He was so damn hungry, and a throat offered wasn't going to be passed up. No fucking way.

Alec couldn't deny it -- it hurt. But he let Sparkle do what he needed to do, and he waited. He didn't know if he could heal in this place like normal, so he didn't want to risk it by waiting too long, but he gave it a minute or two and hoped Sparkle would be able to stop on his own.

And then it was enough, so he gave a soft whimper and said firmly, "Sparkle."

Sparkle froze for a moment, eyes closed, mouth full of blood, game-face on. The breather was talking. The prey was talking, but that whimper before the word had been so very much more appealing. He wanted to hear more of those. He wanted to drink his prey dry and dance with the body. He wanted...

Wanted...

That wasn't a whimper of his own as Sparkle gave one last swallow and then let Alec's throat go, leaning back and licking his lips as his face returned to normal. It wasn't. But it was close.

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