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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 16, 2019 13:47:07 GMT 1
Ez couldn't say that he was really all too aware of Zack grabbing at his arm, he's still not quite used to the strength of his own body. It isn't as if there have been many incidences where it's been something he's needed to use, he doesn't exactly get around that much, spending most of his time as high as a kite, sleeping or socialising instead of anything anybody might consider productive. He also wasn't exactly clumsy with it either, otherwise he could well have wrenched his leg from it's socket or been a lot more brutal with his bite. Ez would consider this overall a success. Probably. He hadn't gnawed at him like a dog with a bone, neither had he licked at any droplet that had fallen to the ground. See. Success. Plus, Zack was conscious, that was also somewhat of a bonus.
Not majorly so because he was getting his fingers bitten at and that wasn't the nicest thing to have happen, "Oi," he snickered as he snatched his hand back, Ezra was probably looking almost annoyingly amused, but he was beyond caring about that, "is tasty, but no biting my fingers off," he's pretty sure they wouldn't regrow. That's not something he needs to ask Vaith about, he's not quite that dense. However, he also didn't notice that the fae hadn't actually answered his question at all, the whole finger biting had made him forget about it all. Not to mention that he was getting that wrist shoved at him, the anger behind the action went unnoticed and so he unashamedly closed his mouth around that small break in his skin before he bit down just enough to increase that slow flow.
Was fae blood poisonous in large quantities? He'd been out of it for a while after Nate, but he doesn't think he'd gotten ill. He had slept bloody well after the buzz had died down though, and slept for a while, but then he'd been mostly unconscious in a warm bed that smelt like somebody he'd been wanting a piece of for a while so that was his rationalising for it.
It did make him feel heavy as hell though and if he weren't at least a little proud he'd liken himself to a baby suckling on a bottle, also, babies don't end up half pinning somebody to the floor when they pretty much collapse like a limp fish. Ezra can make himself as light as a feather if he has the ability to think straight, but considering the half mumbled musings and the occassional quiet and muffled gigglings it may be a little obvious that he wasn't exactly in his right mind. However, he did try and move himself, muttering about stinky, neglected blood bag packaging as he did.
Not that he was getting very far, he kept going back to licking at that wrist, which in turn was only closing the small wound so he'd be forced to stop soon.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 17, 2019 14:50:48 GMT 1
Zack thought Ez was damn lucky that his fingers were the only thing that were at risk as while there might not be enough flora around to make a long lasting curse, Zack figures he has enough to do something mildly unpleasant to the baby-vamp. Something itchy. Put off some potential partners for a few days. Anything to get some payback in this game (that yes, Zack had started) and feel like he was on top and in control of the situation again. If Ez passed out though, maybe had his insides churned up or suffered a little with blood poisoning, that would be just as satisfying and more or less what Zack would curse the guy with anyway had he been out in the forest right now when all this happened.
Feeling Ez bite down Zack chewed a little into his own lip, luckily enough not to cause any new openings as the last thing he wanted was to touch lips with this other dude, but it was enough to stop himself verbally reacting to the teeth. As the moments past Zack did notice the vamp seemed to be getting a lot more giggly, it annoyed him as he only felt anger now. Was that due to the blood loss? Should he be getting giddy and light headed instead? He actually felt oddly like he was regaining more blood than he was losing it now and it was only after focusing on his wrist rather than Ez that he saw the wound was closing up. If that was his own healing or Ez’s licks, it was probably best to just be thankful it was healing over, much longer and Zack would likely have been the one passed out on the floor.
Taking what strength he had remaining Zack reached for the basket again and pulled out a small razor and then quickly slashed it towards Ez’s face, aiming to mark his cheek with as decent ‘Z’ shape as he could manage given both of their positions and that he knew he was unable to write out his full name. If nothing else good came from this then Zack wanted Ez to be branded even if it only lasted a day at best.
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Post by EZRA TITUS LELLOUCHE on Sept 17, 2019 18:11:38 GMT 1
The sting to his cheek really didn't hit him until a few moments later and he snorted in amusement because really he just thought that the fae had scratched his face like a scorned woman and that sent all sorts of amusing mental images to his mind. For some strange reason it was mostly the L'oreal 'because I'm worth it' hair swoosh that replayed. But, he lifted his heavily lidded gaze to look at Zack and smirked a satisfied little smile even as darker green than Zack's own blood slowly trailed down the side of his face from the unnoticed wound upon his pale skin. The fae was lucky that he'd hit a wall of lethargy because otherwise he'd be so very close to mixing their blood unintentionally and giving the forest fae an unwanted piece of jewelery. Thankfully the wound on his wrist had cleared and Ez wasn't moving back down to his leg right now.
Mostly because he couldn't feel his fingers and toes, or his legs. Which meant the skewer still through the meat of his thigh was nothing more than a little pinch right now. A bit of a relief really, he was sure to start panicking again when he saw it, even more so when he began to feel it.
The Jinn lifted his head a little to stare at the doorway as the sound of footsteps coming down the hall caught his attention, "oh man," he snickered quietly and tried to push himself up, only to flop back down again not too far from where he had been in the first place, "that's not.. not happenin'," his laughter was definitely more of a drunken giggle right now and although he felt light headed and rather bleary headed, like he'd taken something entirey new and perhaps overdosed a little bit on the substance. Woops. He sure as hell didn't have the capacity to worry or care, "in s-so much trubble."
If they were in fact heading this way of course.. If they weren't then Zack may soon find himself stuck in a room with a half floating snoring vampire.
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Post by ZACK BENEDICT MØRK on Sept 18, 2019 17:50:50 GMT 1
Zack let out a bubble of laugher in response to Ez snorting in his own amusement. They were laughing for different reasons clearly but Zack didn’t realise it, he just thought the baby-vampire was finally getting some side effects of downing so much Fae blood. “Idiot.” he mumbled out as he dropped the razor. The glamour was lost and Zack didn’t have the strength to reapply it so resigned himself to the fact two of his weapons were most likely going to be lost to lock up or some kind of incinerator, something that made him a tiny bit sad but he was content he had plenty more hidden around to replace them.
Zack didn’t hear the footsteps though so frowned as Ez started to push himself away only to flop back down again. It caused a small grunt from Zack as the weight dropped on his stomach and he attempted to give the vamp a shove to get off him but he was far too weak. It was only when the footsteps were at the door did Zack realise they were getting company and he wasn’t sure why that surprised him so much.
The door seemed to open very suddenly and Zack jumped slightly at the noise but then laughed too. “Your gonna get it…” he said quietly, because for one Ez should not be in here and secondly, despite the skewer through his leg which Zack felt could easily be argued was a defensive tactic, who would be believed if one said the other started this fight? Zack felt it was himself simply because Ez was a vampire and he was a fae. Only one ate the other.
Zack was about to say as much but instead let out a small shout of pain, “Ow.. what the fu…” Seeing a sedative being handed away Zack groaned slightly, were they really knocking him out? He felt that was an overreaction since he hadn’t intended to fight them.
Then one set of guards was uncuffing and dragging him away while another set seemed to be doing the same to Ez as well as radioing to the medical centre about what to do with the skewer.
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