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    For a moment, it looked like Victoria might snap her hand across his face for interrupting her thoughts, but she didn't move. Instead she looked at the door for a moment, then back to Jason with a dull expression,"I'm to exhausted," she admitted, a slightly disappointed growl encasing her voice. "What is the worst thing I've ever done to you?" Victoria asked out of curiousity, she hardly remembered her life right after her mothers passing, a number of awful things could have dwelled in the time.


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    Jason looked at his fingers and started to count off, "You broke my arm, drank to much, but the worst you've done to me is torture me three days straight."


    Victoria didn't look phased by his answer, in fact, she'd expected much worse and a small part of her was thankful that it hadn't been the things she had expected to come from his lips. "Thank you for lying to my sister, Jason," she mumbled, turning her back to him in case she looked something other than the cruel master that wanted to hurt him. But she'd never thanked him, so despite her best effort it didn't come off cold.



    {Sorry for a late reply! :)}


    Victoria instantly felt like her dignity and pride had sunk to the floor, away from her grasp. She turned to walk away from him, her head high but jaw set. As in a last second thought, words caught in her throat,"There's a bedroom, upstairs, across the hall from mine. It's yours for the taking, only while my sister is here, just a she'll lighten up."



    Victoria didn't seem as hurried as Jason as she trailed to her room, not bothering to wait for her sisters arrival; Laura was capable of helping herself, plus Victoria was to frustrated to deal with her and attempt to be nice to Jason.


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    Jason shut the door and flopped down on the bed. I could get used to this! He thought in his head.


    Laura was home with blood a while later, the smell of blood drifting into Victoria's room across from Jason, inviting her downstairs to sift through her sisters findings. But she'd already drunken from her slave, and was full enough, besides, Jason's blood was a whole lot more appealing to her.



    {Sorry for the useless post. :-\}

    OOC: It's perfectly fine, don't worry. I feel I am making useless posts as well.


    Jason curled up on the bed and pulled the blankets around himself and fell asleep.


    { ;D It happens sometimes to all of us. It's apparently decided to visit us now.}


    Victoria didn't want to greet her sister, so she ignored the wafted scent of blood and retreated to her bed. She tugged the blankets up to her shoulders and with little effort managed to sleep.


    Laura made her way back into her room not long after, though as she laid in bed thoughts of her sisters outbreak cost her a few hours of sleep.


    --morning?



    OOC: I feeling that I'm making to short of posts.


    Jason woke up at the crack of dawn and started to fix breakfast for his master and her sister.

    {No, no. I'm just making uselessly long post. Haha. ;) Nope, not at all, your writing is good and that all that matters. Even if you were writing to short of post, it'd still be good I'm sure. See? Uselessly long speech to say something that could have been said in one short sentence; you aren't writing to short of post.}


    Victoria got up and slid into acceptable day wear, immediately going to Jason's room to ensure he was still there. A tight anger rose in her chest as she saw his absence, but it was soon overthrown by the smell of breakfast downstairs. Since she expected her sister to be doing to work, she looked surprised to see Jason in the kitchen. "What are you doing?"


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    Jason turned the oven off and looked at her, "I'm making breakfast for you and your sister."


    "Why are you doing that? I didn't tell you to make breakfast," Victoria protested, hiding the surprise in her voice by substituting it with slight aggravation.



    Victoria looked furious by the way Jason moved his lips to talk, and out of frustration couldn't help but take a step forwards, opening her mouth to speak but a mere growl slipping through. "No, I do not."


    Victoria looked perplexed, like she didn't know what to say. She looked down at the food, then shoved it back at him,"You eat, I'll get some of the blood my sister brought home," she mumbled stubbornly.