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[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[sitting in front of what appears to be an offering to the dead, very very very still. Meditating, actually. After a while, he opens his eyes to look at the offering]

... there might be a cure. She's looked for it... it's too late for you, but if this works, then no one else will suffer. I have to wonder considering how old I am if I will live through this. But I should have died there, and this should be Luke in this body. Despite my anger, I should be the one to rest.

Natalia, wait for me.

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[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

I'm still a predator. And you smell a lot like prey.

[fononfailure]

But you can be changed back now.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Luke. Right now you smell like prey.

[fononfailure]

...if you need it, I can give you some.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[looks at her, then pulls out his knife]

[fononfailure]

...

Where do you want it from?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Arm. Make a cut here [points to a spot on his forearm close to the elbow] and hold your arm down like this. [angles his arm down]

[fononfailure]

[ nods to Aidan, holding her other arm out. ] You'll have to do it. I don't have a free hand.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[does so, licking his lips]

[fononfailure]

...why do I always make myself into a snack?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[lets the blood drip a bit, then starts licking it up]

[fononfailure]

[ gah, that tickles! she tries hard to stay still though, making faces. ]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[keeps his tongue well away from the cut, still only drinking what's on her skin]

[fononfailure]

[ snorts softly and bites her tongue, watching him out of one eye. ]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[pulls his head up, licking his lips]

[fononfailure]

...got enough?

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[fononfailure]

[ nods, still looking a bit embarrassed. ]

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[cleans his knife] Thank you.

[fononfailure]

...you aren't so bad when you're not threatening my child.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[lips curl]

[fononfailure]

[ hugs Aidan and nods. ] I'll talk to Asch about getting you back to normal.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

[nods, once, gratefully]

[fononfailure]

...I hope he will. You deserve that much.

[whatwassent.livejournal.com]

What I deserve is different than what will happen, but curing this infection is a step in the right direction.