It contains seeds of truth about the condition, these fictions that sell on paperback shelves in airports. That had been the first trial, finding out what was and wasn't true, what was ridiculous superstition and what could in fact be counted on. The focus had understandably been on what could kill him, but the idea of vampire society?
He admitted some curiosity. He'd only ever known the one who turned him (not maker, not sire, nor any other title), and now? Now he had Taylor.
"Heightened senses, not dying, cold and pretty and hungry? Kinda. Also feels like Tuesday to me." He shrugs, nestling closer. "Kinda glad the whole coven thing is bs. Way too much politics and backstabbing in those for my tastes."
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It contains seeds of truth about the condition, these fictions that sell on paperback shelves in airports. That had been the first trial, finding out what was and wasn't true, what was ridiculous superstition and what could in fact be counted on. The focus had understandably been on what could kill him, but the idea of vampire society?
He admitted some curiosity. He'd only ever known the one who turned him (not maker, not sire, nor any other title), and now? Now he had Taylor.
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It's a wide, wide galaxy. Easy enough for them to slip between the cracks and avoid one another, it appeared.
Locus glances down briefly before allowing his eyes to shut. "Get some rest. We start hunting tomorrow at sunset."
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For now he burrows close, tucking himself against Locus' side as he drops off to a dreamless slumber.