"Two thousand years, and I can still be surprised. In this I see God." The girl was crying for him, and in turn he could only smile for her, his heart light for the first time in over a century. The horizon beckoned, and he obeyed its call
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But that voice. Eric grabbed the tablet with both hands, and if it wasn't quite so indestructible, it would have cracked from how tightly he gripped it. He couldn't help but stare at the small hologram of his maker.
It took a moment for him to speak, and even then it was somewhat strangled, as if something was blocking his throat. "...Godric?"
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"Eric." Even as his insides twisted at the thought of making Eric mourn for him twice, he couldn't help but feel the same soaring sensation of love he felt every time he saw his child. It was the closest thing to happiness he had left.
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It was daylight, yes, but Eric was experimenting with this new sun and not sleeping. He'd been expecting a little more time in order to build up to actually going outside - it's hard to break the habit - but. He had to go see him. Had to make sure this was real. So he started for the door to Fangtasia at breakneck speed.
He could barely get out a clipped, "I'm coming for you." Don't move, don't go away, don't leave me again.
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"Eric, stop! You'll burn!" Was Eric so shocked at seeing him that he'd completely lost all sense?
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Just a pale, giant, blond vampire who looked even paler in the midday sun.
He couldn't help looking around, squinting a little, before looking back to the tablet. He gave Godric a small, rueful smile. "This place is slightly different from what we're used to." He quickly began running again. Not that Eric would have let such a small thing as the sun come between them, whether it did burn or not.
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He turned, tablet in hand, to the stairwell. There would be daylight at the bottom, daylight that, presumably, wouldn't burn. He wasn't sure how he felt about that, or anything else at that moment, but he knew he had to experience it for himself. Godric walked down the stairs.
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But right now, there was only finding Godric. He stopped outside the Sanctuary, unable to go any further. He blinked several times, and if he could, he might have held his breath.
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The window wasn't enough. He needed to be outside. He found a doorway, and opening it, he found Eric.
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"How did you come to be here? Do you remember?" He spoke softly.
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"No idea," Eric answered in the same quiet tones. "I was on my way to speak with Sophie-Anne, but then I was here." He shrugged, indicating that was all to be told. And really, nothing else was important with Godric here again. He even thought it worth it now, being abducted for no apparent reason, if only to be able to have him back.
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"How long have you been here?" He stroked Eric's cheek lightly with his thumb, his face calm, but his mind was working a mile a minute.
If the sun was not an option for ending his life, the only other ways were not only undesirable, but would leave behind gory remains that Eric would inevitably find. It was bad enough he would be forcing Eric to go through the despair of losing one's maker twice, but to do it in such a manner...? Godric could never be so cruel. But what other option was there when life itself had become a cruelty to Godric? None. And yet, it was utterly unthinkable.
It was with a sinking feeling that Godric began to realize he was stuck.
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"...You can't." It came out half forbidding, half pleading. Eric couldn't, he wouldn't let him do it again. Vampire suicide watch.
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"Apparently not." None of the ways open to him were acceptable, and it made him ache inside.
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"If you'd like someplace to rest," he said carefully, "Fangtasia is here." Though both Pam and Eric both had private homes in Shreveport itself, they had still placed several boltholes in the club. More than room enough for the three of them.
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"Fangtasia? Here?" It was one thing to kidnap people, even vampires, but whole locations? Nothing about this place made logical sense, and it was getting stranger by the minute.
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