urnotafraid: (take a breath)
翔 | Sho ([personal profile] urnotafraid) wrote in [community profile] exsilium2012-12-06 01:04 pm

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[ The room's pretty dark, even for winter in Exsilium. All that is visible is a small sputtering candle and Sho. He looks like he cleaned himself up a bit - his braids are all neat and his clothing looked like they've been laundered, but he also looks a little paler and there's a slight slur to his words as if he was rather tired.

Spoiler - he's just hungry and being broody. Silly bby vampire that he is. ]


If there was something you could get - like an object or a food - what would it be? Is there something that you would kill for? Or would it be something different? Would you kill for a person? Would you kill to protect?

Or should we just accept how things are and not think of whatifs and could-have-beens?

[ This was going to be an offer to work with the smugglers in bringing goods over from the UE but Sho's train of thought got derailed by other matters. ]
breakablegirl: (We are the reckless)

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[personal profile] breakablegirl 2012-12-09 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
[The smell of smoke comforts her more than deters her. It reminds her of her birth mother.

Claire lets herself in and shuts the door behind her. Lingering cautiously still next to the door, she hesitates.
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How are you doing? [..Well duh, Claire. He's obviously not good. And hungry. ]
breakablegirl: (The one that wins will be)

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[personal profile] breakablegirl 2012-12-09 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
[She shifts a little uncomfortably.]

How bad is it?

Are you.. Will you hurt someone?
breakablegirl: (But see how deep the bullet lies)

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[personal profile] breakablegirl 2012-12-10 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Well, you can't.

I know you don't want to. I know you're afraid.
breakablegirl: (Good times escape)

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[personal profile] breakablegirl 2012-12-10 07:39 pm (UTC)(link)
[Claire crosses her arms and looks away, jaw set and hard.

She's quiet for a moment. There's a somewhat sick feeling in her stomach but she thinks again about how he said he'd hurt people. She doesn't look at him.
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... You can't hurt me.