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[exanimatus]

[dictated. he's lazy.]

It's funny. I'm a little surprised how many of you choose to bottle up such interesting things in your own minds. It'd make the place a whole lot livelier if you didn't.

But that aside, I'm looking for someone who'd be willing to give up some of their own blood. [a small, breathy sound. almost a laugh.] I suppose it's about

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[fishy_go_byebye]

Haven't you eated?

[fishy_go_byebye]

I think I ate a pink one.

[She looks around the room. It seems nice, much like the rest of his manor.]

I want one.

[exanimatus]

Mm. I'm sure you could have one.

[he gestures.] Would you like to take a seat?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Mun wonders vaguely is he knows that means she's going to take over one of the room in the manor.

Del settles on the couch, and draws one of her legs up to wrap her arms around it]]

A little one. That's green.

[exanimatus]

[he has a sneaking suspicion... and will go to sit next to her on the couch.]

How little?

[fishy_go_byebye]

Bigger'n a bread box~

[exanimatus]

I think I have a few extra hanging around.

And you're not so bound to one thing over the other. [she won't stick around and freak out Asuka too much, at least.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Nope, probably not. Though she'll likely drop in to do it on purpose at some point.]

I won't fill it with jello~

[exanimatus]

[he laughs a little.] Which I'm sure the maids would greatly appreciate.

[he holds out his hand. C:] Your wrist?

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She places her hand in his politely]

Just don't add bubbles. They make me itch.

[exanimatus]

[he will take it her hand just as politely (as one could manage with something like this, anyway) and bring it to his lips, lightly kissing her skin--for the novelty of it.]

I'll be sure not to.

[and then he bites down on her wrist like usual, not planning on taking too much of her blood. it doesn't always agree with him.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She jerked her hand lightly as the first puncture, and a certain tension started to tremble through her. But she manages to stay still.

She hums lightly as she watches him drink. It seems very interesting, and she almost bends down to get a closer look]

[exanimatus]

[he takes his time. he needs it more than he's letting on, and Del's is powerful... so he as gentle as he can manage (considering he's piercing through flesh and stealing her blood and all), working more for accuracy.

when he's finished, he moves his head away with a contented sigh, eventually letting go of her wrist.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[Upon getting her wrist back, Del looks at it very closely.]

Why does yours feel attached?

[exanimatus]

It will disappear soon.

[by which he means both the mark and the feeling, or so he assumes.]

[fishy_go_byebye]

[She moves her arm, staring at his. Because they're totally the same thing. At least she hasn't flipped out yet.]