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]

"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.