http://passes-out.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] passes-out.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor 2010-10-12 12:23 pm (UTC)

[In Person]

No....

[He gulps down but his throat is very dry, causing his voice to sound very hoarse and near chilling. He felt her hand pull away. It was the only feeling he had that resembled his previous state as a person. He knew he wasn't himself. He had no pulse yet he was walking.

He didn't need to breathe. He didn't feel heat or cold. A walking corpse that required life's blood, his rational mind was slowly being pushed aside and it was frightening.]

Please....stay away from me. I fear...I would do the most regrettable....to sustain.

[His hand touched the shoulder of the months old wound from the blade of the Hessian which seeing his ghost previously only was a sign that his troubles would never be over.

His breathing sounded wheezy and strained. He was fighting the urge to feed on the one woman he loved most in this terrible place and he ached.]

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