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

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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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Camp Three

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Camp Three - The Room

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Camp Three - Main Space

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The central chamber is dimly lit but light enough to keep out the grues. There is a torch grafted to the wall every few feet, its flames flickering but never going out. A single water fountain rests between two torches. When activated, it releases a thin stream of water. In one corner, there are bags on the floor, big enough to be worn by anything ranging up to an adult-sized human.

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Alec bounced back to camp with a new bow, a knife, and, fine, a confidence-boost from making it through that room.

The knife was for Sparkle, the bow was for him, and the confidence boost was for everyone, really.

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Well, Sparkle would definitely take the confidence boost. And the knife. And Alec, if ever he could.

He was smirking, closed-lipped, as he made his way over to Alec, bite-mark on his neck in clear view, hands tucked into the pockets of his pajama pants, and hair hanging in his eyes, because he hadn't had a chance to do anything with it in days.

"Hey. Miss me?" He was so leaning forward for a kiss.

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The bite mark went over Alec's head for right now, which was why he leaned in for the kiss. It was only after he pulled away that he remembered to ask, distractedly, "Did you go somewhere?"

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"Didn't you?" Sparkle exalted in that kiss, a quick flash of warmth against otherwise cold lips. "And you brought presents, too. You spoil me, Alec, you really do."

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And the cold lips... well, it was a dungeon. Lots of people were cold.

But most of them would have had a heartbeat that Alec could feel while he was kissing them.

"...Sparkle?"

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[myownface]

"Well, who else would it be?" Sparkle's smile had broadened by the time he pulled back, parted lips revealing a fangy grin. "Yesterday was interesting, you know? The people you meet around here, really..."

He continued smirking a moment more, and then, abruptly, his face fell into a pout.

"She bit me, Alec. She offered me death or cake and I didn't even get any cake. How's that for a fucking ripoff?"

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"Angel," Alec swore -- and no, it was not a term of endearment at the moment. "You're a vampire. Sparkle, I'm so sorry."

Vampires in Alec's world were law-abiding creatures, for the most part - being turned didn't necessarily constitute a personality change. The transition came with a sun allergy, a thirst for blood and an allergy to religion, sure, but not much else. Alec, then, was under the impression that this situation called for condolences, not pleading to be spared.

Alec was most likely mistaken.

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"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.

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"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?"

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"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.

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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...?"

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[myownface]

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.

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"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..."

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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.

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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.

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[myownface]

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.

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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."

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Natasha returned from her foray into the tunnels wearing a hip holster and boots with her pajamas and carrying a leather satchel with a label reading PUPPET. People could read into that what they wanted, she didn't care.

"Here," she said to whoever was around, tossing the satchel into the middle of the floor. "It's mostly socks, but there are a few other handwavey things in there. Take whatever you want."

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Zoe certainly couldn't judge anyone else's bags, especially not when they came bearing gifts. "And here I thought I was going to have to suffer with cold feet," she said with a soft smile. "Thank you for bringing these back. It's good to know there are at least a few useful things to be found out there."

Camp Three - Alcoves

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Between some of the torches there are little alcoves, just wide enough to fit a single human being lying down.

Camp Three - Fireplace

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At the back of the room stands a singular fireplace giving off some heat. On its mantle lies an array of little figurines, shifting day by day. Right now a tiny stone angel seems to lead the tiny army.

Camp Three - Corridors Out Of Camp Three

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Torches line these walls - thank god - but in the distance this corridor breaks into two, and then three. There are visible shadows in the distance, and sometimes, an unearthly rattling noise can be heard.