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TimetoDuel95 · December 15th, 13, 05:43 AM

Vladimir smiled as he watched and slowly ate his pasta. Occasionally, he sipped his wine and closed his eyes when he did so. The taste was so much better with chilled wine and he had to close his eyes. It was the color. He'd do anything to replace the wine with the blood from one of the bags, but there was no way he could do that with Daemon so close. Maybe he could pretend to have an episode? No, he already scared the boy with "burning" his hand. He couldn't do that again. He could wait until the evening, before he retired for the night couldn't he?

Inkubeus · December 15th, 13, 05:53 AM

Daemon looked to Vladimir and noticed the man really enjoyed the wine. He chuckled to himself. He was a rather interesting person. He finished off his meal and his wine. Daemon stood up and took his dishes to the sink and placed them in gently. He turned to the other man. "So, Vladimir, I'll clean our dishes then we can see your horse. I'm actually really excited."

TimetoDuel95 · December 15th, 13, 05:55 AM

Vladimir finished his pasta and looked over at him. "Thank you. I'll be quick with your dressings."

Inkubeus · December 15th, 13, 06:03 AM

Daemon nodded and took the man's dishes, placing them into the sink. He began to run the taps and made the sponge suds up. He scrubbed the dishes before he grabbed the towel and dried the plates and utensils. He put them back in their proper place before he rinsed off the sponge. "Okay then, all done."

TimetoDuel95 · December 15th, 13, 06:04 AM

Vladimir nodded and stood from his chair to walk upstairs to get the dressings. He walked back down the stairs by the time Daemon left the kitchen and he motioned him to follow him into the living room. "Sit on the couch, please."

Inkubeus · December 15th, 13, 06:18 AM

"Alright then." Daemon made his way to the couch and sat down on the leather seat. He gently rolled up the pant leg on his right leg to where the bit wound was. He sat on the couch, eyeing the violin case he had been introduced to and longed to play the beautiful instrument. He really couldn't wait until Vladimir let him play, but first, he wanted to meet the horse.

TimetoDuel95 · December 15th, 13, 06:26 AM

Vladimir knelt down before him and pulled up his pant leg, rolling it so it stayed in place before he carefully removed the dressings from the wound on Daemon's leg. The wound was still open. He turned his head to keep himself from inhaling the smell of the open flesh and looked back down when he gained his composure. Just a little longer. He could wait. Vladimir kept himself breathing inward as he replaced the dressing and removed the bandages from the scrapes and scratches that he knew had healed. He then pulled down the pant leg and went about removing the bandages from the small wounds before tending to his arm and replacing the dressing there.

He could heal Daemon quickly. He knew he could. A touch of his saliva was all it took, even a kiss would do. Wait...a kiss? That thought was a little forward. Nevertheless, he couldn't anyhow. How would a human explain that?

Inkubeus · December 15th, 13, 06:33 AM

Daemon winced every time the wounds were touched. They were still open and new, which made them sore to touch and he really didn't like this kind of pain. He watched Vladimir turn his head when his leg wound was undressed. The open flesh showing the little bit of meat that was just under. He sighed and waited as the man pulled the pant leg down. He didn't know why Vladimir would turn his head. Maybe the guys was squeamish. He waited for the man to undress and redress his arm wound.

"You know. I never realized it before, but you're actually rather pale.. Is it from your blood condition?"

TimetoDuel95 · December 15th, 13, 06:38 AM

"Yes. Unfortunately, it's something passed down through my family and it's nothing I can control. Bad genes, I suppose is how you put it." Vladimir replied. He stood with the used dressings and the fresh ones and walked into the kitchen. He threw the used ones away before he got tempted to sniff them and set the fresh ones on the countertop.

Inkubeus · December 15th, 13, 06:42 AM

Daemon nodded and thought about what he could do to help the man out. Maybe he could keep him from doing too much work around the house or something of the sort. He shrugged and stood up, wincing as the newly dressed wound throbbed. He made his way over to the kitchen entryway and looked at Vladimir. "I guess so. I have some bad things about myself too. Mainly the fact that I have suffer from nightmares.."