Dead already? Come on, that didn't even last half an hour! That's no fun. I want a nice long chase, not some lame fall off a ledge.
[Well hey, it's Lucian. Seems he's still alive and in Anatole after all. Judging by the lack of city noise in the background, he's somewhere in the ruins. The sounds that are present can't quite mask the fact that his
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[Oh hey, wait. That looks bad.]
What's going on?
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It's none of your business, weakling.
[Said just as dismissively as Lucian might, but with a layer of contempt instead of annoyance.]
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Don't call me weak.
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Ah well. He's hungry right now. Yachiru's barely big enough to be a snack, never mind a decent meal.]
Whatever. I'm not in the mood for an appetizer.
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[And so has Trevor.]
Regrettable. That was your last meal.
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A stick like you?
[At least she's got spunk, so she's not inedible. Maybe he'll be surprised.]
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[Dear gods, Trevor, do you have any idea how you look to a vampire who judges the edibility of a human's blood based on how strong of a fighter they seem to be? He is fighting the urge to drool.
And if that wolfish grin on his face looks disturbingly familiar, it damn well should. It's the same one Lucian gets in the middle of a good hunt.]
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If she were quicker.
Is this---?
The things he is saying. Are the worst things, really. They resurrect old fears, tear open old wounds.]
Lucian.
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One eyebrow arches up in a rather patronizing manner.]
Who?
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Apparently for good reason, too.
Nothing about his manner reminds her of (her friend? she supposes yes, she does (did?) consider him that) Lucian. Her own gaze doesn't shift, but her voice does.]
This can't continue.
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[Flashes her a sadistic little grin. A challenge? Hell yes.]
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