Literally ruining lives (
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bakerstreet2017-10-11 07:08 am
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You strayed into my home and into my heart
![]() Taking in strays is, all in all, an understandable vice. The dips in between their ribs, those large and forlorn eyes, they can help you forget the claws and the teeth and the danger lurking beneath fur. But the habit's a knife edge; your efforts may not be rewarded with kindness (animal instincts aren't discretionary) and you may get bit despite what you've overlooked. A stray doesn't care about pity. All it can know is survival. These warnings apply to strays of the more human(oid) sort, too. But what may even more perilous with this type than any drawn blood is what you can get when they grow to trust you. You can earn their undying loyalty...or their love. Either from such a wild thing is a precarious path to go down, if you allow yourself to do it.
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Are you sure? I mean... you were saying yesterday it's harder to adjust, shouldn't I be trying to get used to the stuff that'll be easier for me to get?
[He was chalking up any nausea to the idea that he was working himself up over what he was drinking more than anything.]
Besides, I don't want to put you out over it.
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[A little white lie, but it literally would not hurt him to go without human blood for a few weeks. God knows he had been without it longer before.]
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[He'd seen that before, someone getting so worked up at the idea of disliking something that they actually made themselves sick from eating it. And something like drinking blood? Definitely fell into the 'weird food' category for him.]
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[He hasn't bought the stuff in almost fifty years. Do they even still make kool aid?]
"That might help."
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[Pay no attention to the glimmer of red, or how sallow he's starting to look there. The sick feeling might be something a bit more than just 'all in his head' not that he's realized it.]
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"Tommy...tell me how you feel. Be honest now. I really need to know so I know how to help you."
[He can't help it. There is a hint of desperation in his voice.
And in a flash-he us up from the table and into the kitchen. He yanks open the refrigerator and pulls one of the blood bags out. He has four left after this-should be enough for a few days-at least until he's shifted over, right?-He brings it back to the table and shoves the other options out of Tommy's way.]
"Here. Drink up. Now."
[It must have been how long he had been without...his body was still burning itself out trying to make up for lost time.[
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Think I'm kinda feeling nauseous? Wasn't sure if that was just me working myself up or not...
[He wasn't expecting this much worry, gingerly accepting the pack from the older vampire with a slow nod. Better to just go with it; Jack knew more about this than he did, and would have a reason to be concerned even if Tommy had no clue.]
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"Okay....looks like animal blood cocktails are out of it for the next few days at least. That's okay. That's not terribly uncommon. It just helps that we caught it right away."
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[His gaze skipped to the pack in his hands, mouth turning to a frown.]
Here I go making things complicated when you're just trying to help.
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[As long as they kept him well fed, there shouldn't be any issues.]