So give them blood, blood, gallons of the stuff [closed, incomplete]
WHO: Spike (cptnperoxide) and Karin (reverse_vamp)
WHAT: Helping Karin with her blood problem.
WHERE: Their prearranged meeting place.
WHEN: Backlogged, after this exchange.
( Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough. )
WHAT: Helping Karin with her blood problem.
WHERE: Their prearranged meeting place.
WHEN: Backlogged, after this exchange.
( Give them all that they can drink and it will never be enough. )
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Not that he hadn't been to Japan before, but his name wasn't exactly the best one to add an Asian suffix to. He shrugged, lifting himself off the crate and walking over to meet the girl. It must have looked odd, a little kid running so eager to a dark, hidden place like this one. Ah well, bring on the shady remarks, he figured.
"Yeah, yeah, let's just get this over with."
He edged back into the more shadowed parts of the place, in case someone decided to wander along in.
"Ready, then? This is going to hurt, you know."
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Spike took a step closed, putting a hand on her shoulder and the other on top of her head, pulling gently - as gently as someone like him could, I mean she was a kid for god's sake, as far as he was concerned - so her neck was exposed. He leaned in, feeling the muscles in his face shift, his canines grow into fangs. He hesitated. She could be human enough for the chip to activate. He could do this the wrong way and kill her. He felt his stomach turn.
Goddamn soul. Goddamn soul and bloody stupid conscience.
But the girl was suffering either way. Without wasting another second he bit, gently at first then more hungrily as he tasted blood - what could have been, what must have been human blood - for the first time in ages. So much like human blood that he winced, expecting the chip to shock him. But it didn't. So he kept drinking, and he hoped he'd be able to stop himself when the time came.
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She's a kid, dammit, don't overdo it.
He reminded himself to be bloody gentle, and try not to bruise the poor girl. Even if he was hungry, she was helping him, and he didn't have any reason to hurt her.
Look at you, being a little goody-two-shoes. He scoffed at himself. Oh shut up, self.
He focused on her voice, waiting for it to tell him when to stop.
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