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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Feb 19, 2011 3:15:17 GMT -5
Ashemir looked over when Draven tensed, but when the other vampire rested his cheek against him, he relaxed again and closed his eyes. Even if it was fun... Ashemir cracked open an eye. He must have been tired, because he didn't care enough to come up with a retort or try to look even just a little annoyed at that. But then it was hard to look annoyed at all when Draven started shifting under him, where it was more of a battle to keep a light flush off of his cheeks. "We should," he answered, closing his eyes again. "And I promise that if things start to seem unfavorable, I'll escape."
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Post by Draven Hunter on Feb 19, 2011 8:27:06 GMT -5
"Good," Draven muttered.
He gave a wide yawn. Obviously he was tired because he couldn't bring himself to move anymore. Soon after his muttered word gave into silence, Draven was asleep. And he actually looked content, as if having Ashemir there were helping him rest better.
((Gah, short. x.x ))
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Post by Ashemir Draemis on Feb 19, 2011 17:47:42 GMT -5
Ashemir's thoughts were off of everything that had been stressing him previously. He didn't even remember that a corpse was right there on the floor, not that he'd care to clean it up himself if he did. As far as he was concerned, that would be Malcom's job. The blonde quickly fell into dreams soon after Draven, delving into a deeper and more soothing sleep than if he had tried to sleep by himself.
(I guess it's over?)
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Post by Draven Hunter on Feb 19, 2011 20:22:28 GMT -5
((Unless you'd like to continue after some hours of sleep for the two, I'd say thread over.))
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