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

[not_a_whiner]

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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Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[myownface]

"Yeah. Yeah... I probably should..."

He didn't want rest. He wanted to hunt. He wanted to sink his teeth deep into people's throats and revel in the bloodshed. He wanted to kill.

All the more reason for him to go rest, perhaps.

"You rest, too?"

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[nottrivial]

Alec shook his head. "I'm okay," he promised. "I'll... be on watch in case anything comes by." Because that happened so often. "You sleep, I don't mind."

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[myownface]

"Right. I'll hunt down an alcove or something and crash, I guess. Not for long. Never a dull moment, I wouldn't want to miss anything good."

He hesitated for a moment, and then leaned forward one more time, soliciting a kiss from Alec with his bloodied lips.

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[nottrivial]

On instinct, Alec recoiled - then felt bad about it, but didn't exactly move closer, either. "Your mouth," he mumbled, staring down. "Later, okay?"

Re: Camp Three - Main Space

[myownface]

Sparkle blinked, confused, and then raised a hand to his lips, glancing down fingers with streaks of crimson across the tips and then nodding, just a little.

"Later."

Being a vampire sucked, so far. Good to know.