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Nov. 20th, 2016 12:15 pm
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The Blood Diamond was a familiar place to Manuel by now. He’d gone to see Eric again, quiet and obedient as ever. If anyone had asked, he’d have said he wasn’t scared, but every vampire in the building could hear how fast his heart was beating. He’d gotten used to the glances he got from the other vampires, and he knew exactly what they meant. They wanted to eat him, too, but as long as he was under the Sheriff’s protection, they couldn’t.

Being fed of off didn’t hurt too much. He’d had worse. He tried not to hold his breath as Eric’s fangs punched through his skin. He knew he’d only have to put up with the sting of the holes in his neck for a little while, until Eric finished drinking and healed him. When the time came to swallow that little drop of Eric’s blood, the pain suddenly didn’t seem so bad anymore. He didn’t want to take it. But he did what was expected of him, and he did it without complaining.

The vampire blood took effect instantly. The pain disappeared and the bite marks healed over, replaced with fresh, unbroken skin. His fear was gone just as quickly. His misery and loneliness melted away in a second. Eric’s blood was the only thing in nearly two years that had made him feel happy.

The world was brighter and softer all at the same time, and happy was too small a word.

Eric told him he could crash on the couch, like usual, but this time Manuel headed out of the office and back through the bar, for no reason other than he really, really wanted to. It was a really nice bar. He watched the customers drinking and dancing for a while, then headed back out onto the street. The lights and sounds of passing cars immediately caught his attention, and he stepped towards the road. They looked even better up close. He kept moving forward, over the edge of the pavement until he was standing in the road, just to the side of the flow of traffic. To any sober person it was clearly not safe, but Manuel was completely content and relaxed, convinced he’d be able to move out of the way in time if any cars got too close.

He stood there, watching the different coloured lights sailing past and disappearing into the distance.

((Come stop him from getting run over :D Oh yeah, and if you have a pup who’d be plugged into the local vampire talk, feel free for them to have heard that there’s a golden-haired changeling teenager who’s under the protection of London’s vampire Sheriff.))

Date: 2016-11-20 01:51 am (UTC)
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Curnen really wasn't sure why she did it. Maybe it was the memory of the mangled wreck after her parents had been hit by that train. Maybe it was the fairy singing in the boy's blood. Half, she supposed. He was just a baby. Even by human standards, he was a baby.

But in any case, she grabbed the back of his shirt and yanked him back onto the curb.

Date: 2016-11-20 02:35 am (UTC)
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"Hi," Curnen answered. Well, he was high as a kite, judging by the look of his eyes. "People tend not to come back from a blow like that, baby," she said more seriously. "Even us."

Date: 2016-11-20 03:06 am (UTC)
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"Well, I dunno what you're on, but clearly it's good," Curnen observed. "Did you wander away from some friends I could get you back to?" If this was his decision making capability right now, well. She did want to try to get him to someone sober.

Date: 2016-11-20 03:18 am (UTC)
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Curnen chewed her lip. "You got anywhere to go, then?"

Date: 2016-11-20 03:32 am (UTC)
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Curnen... really didn't know what to do with him. He wasn't about to give her enough information for her to help him get home, or contact people who could take care of him, she couldn't take care of him, and he wasn't in bad enough shape to go to a hospital or something.

Basically the condition that most people were in after they found Dwayne Gitterman's pot and didn't know what they were doing with it.

She shrugged. "Don't hurt yourself," she said as she walked away.

Date: 2016-12-13 01:14 am (UTC)
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Hex was on his way home from a meeting that had run late because they'd had a bit of social time after the business was done. And so he happened to see the lad, too dark to make out who he was, but Hex could see he was in danger. He changed his path to intercept.

"Say, mate, lets get back on the path, yeah? You'll never catch a cab like that," he said gently.

Date: 2016-12-13 01:48 am (UTC)
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Hex had had more than enough experience in A&E picking out the ones who were a bit high and do he decided to be gentle.

"Come with me," he said, taking Manuel's hand in his own. He pulled him back from the curb. "Need some help getting home, mate?"

Date: 2016-12-13 02:55 am (UTC)
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"I'm sure you feel that way. let's get you in out of the cold, hmm? Here looks good," he said, leading him back into the Blood Diamond.

Date: 2016-12-13 03:17 am (UTC)
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"You didn't get chucked out, did you?" he asked.

Date: 2016-12-13 03:25 am (UTC)
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"Good, then. We'll get you some water...Tea if the have it. I've seen you, yeah?"

Date: 2016-12-13 03:41 am (UTC)
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"Manuel, I'm Hex," he said warmly, guiding him back into the vampire bar...clueless as to what it was.

Date: 2016-12-13 04:05 am (UTC)
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Hex flagged down two waters and then settled them into seats.

"Yeah? What do you remember?"

Date: 2016-12-13 07:34 am (UTC)
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Hex saw SO many people in the hospital that this news didn't surprise him.

"All better now," he said gently. "What did you take this time?"

Date: 2016-12-14 09:15 pm (UTC)
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"Dangerous, that," Hex said as he got Manuel settled. He waved a server over and asked for water for them both. When she said he'd have to pay he told her to charge whatever, but they only wanted water.

Date: 2016-12-14 11:34 pm (UTC)
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"Of course you are, mate. I'll just sit with you a bit til you come down." Hex said.

Date: 2016-12-15 01:43 am (UTC)
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"If it takes past closing time I'll see that you get home," he promised. And then he decided to press. "What did you take?"

Date: 2016-12-20 05:13 am (UTC)
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"Is that a habit of yours?" Hex asked without judgment. He just wanted to know because the two times they had met Manuel had been out of it.

Date: 2016-12-20 05:49 am (UTC)
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Hex arched his brow, but then gave a bit of a shrug.

"Are you being safe?" he asked. "No sharing needles or blood or anything? Use condoms and such?"

He couldn't help ask such sort of thing.

Date: 2016-12-20 06:12 am (UTC)
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"I know how it is when you get your thrills. You forget to be careful. I'm just concerned. Been a nurse too long, I reckon," he explained.

Date: 2016-12-20 06:41 am (UTC)
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"Mate, you're high as fuck," he pointed out.

Date: 2016-12-21 08:42 am (UTC)
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I'm good. I'm fine. He'd heard that so many times. He'd said that so many times.

But he wasn't about to badger the poor kid about it. He wasn't going to change a heart or a mind while Manuel wasn't sober.

"You're sure you're alright?" he asked.

Date: 2016-12-25 07:54 am (UTC)
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"Why don't you sit here a bit? Have some water..." he suggested.

Date: 2016-12-29 10:29 am (UTC)
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"You should still have a drink," Hex pushed.

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