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Julian's eyes opened. He hadn't even realized that he had lost consciousness until he awoke. The Vampire looked around in a slight daze before his gaze landed upon the tattooed man. His eyes widened as soon as he saw him. Julian recognized him from earlier and instantly began to back away from him. He winced before looking down at his hands. They had both been bandaged. The wounds should have healed by now. Was it the stake he had been stabbed with? Or was it just that he hadn't fed recently? He backed up until he could back up no further.
"G-get away from me." he told the Hunter.
He had no idea where he was or how he got there. All he knew is that he was in a closed space with this Hunter and what appeared to be a Weretiger. This situation didn't look very promising. Out of the frying pan and into the fire. Isn't that how the saying goes?
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"Your eyes kinda remind me of something. It's a look I've seen before, like the half open eyes of a head that's been chopped off. Still a little moist and you can't quite tell where they're lookin'. So I've gotta wonder, are you alive or dead?"
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