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ic;The guard was sitting on a couch, sighing. He had a glass of wine in his hand and was taking small sips of it each minute. Across the room from him laid Marcus, who was bound in chains. He waws still bleeding and his body was shaking from blood loss and hunger. For some reason though, his eyes were still white. The blue had completely vanish from his eyes
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October grimaced, her nose scrunching as she made a bitter face at her wakening. It took a moment for her gaze to focus on the room, feeling a throb on her scalp from where she assumed he had knocked her out. "Hey, asshole, am I not allowed to help my friend?" she grunted, readjusting in her place.
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'' Maybe later.'' HE said, drinking some more as Marcus let out a pain-filled moan
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She grunted. "What, you expect me to be a 'good girl' to earn it?" She flipped her cherry blossom colored bangs from her eyes. "At least let me have a glass of wine, or should I do a flip for it?" Her tone was bitter as she sank back into the wall, cringing at the sound of his pain.
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'' God, if I let you closer to him, will you shut up?,'' he snapped at her, his red eyes glinting in the dark light at he glared over at her. He looked tired and upset and slightly drunk. He stood up, placing the glass over on a table
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"It would certainly help." She mused, watching as he moved about the room.
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He growled slightly, untying her and moving to sit down again
Marcus moaned again
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She stood and slid over to Marcus's side. She started checking for any signs of serious damage and soon came across the strange glaze in his eyes. "Hey, blondie, what the hell did you even do to him?" She seethed. Her thumb ran over the cut that was nearly healed in her palm. She put her hand to Marcus's lips, running her thumb across his bottom one and letting it linger there.
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Right before Marcus could bite into her hand, the guard grabbed her and jerked her back, the male growling.
'' The King doesn't want him fed. If he gets fed, I get kill, and so dose he. Got it , little girl?,'' He hissed at her, his red eyes narrowed
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"Fine. But what did you do to him?" She replied reluctantly, pulling herself out of his reach and sitting on the couch where he had previously been.
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'' It's a type of spell that the king has had especially made for him. It's suppose to keep him weak and sedated. But the bad side to it, is that it will drive his hunger through the roof. But that's what the King wants,'' He growled softly, retrieving his wine glass and drinking some more
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She frowned, her brow furrowing. "Why are all of you so cruel to him?" She couldn't seem to understand the point of it all, it baffled her. She drew her knees up to her chest, leaving the heels of her feet resting on the edge of the couch, the rim of her dress sinking down her thighs.
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'' I could care less about him, but I have to follow the orderes of my king,'' He mumbled softly, offering her a glass of wine
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"You're all just a group of compassionless assholes.."She muttered under her breath as she accepted the glass from him. "And I'm ashamed to say my father is the ringleader." She held the glass loosely, casually and took a sip of the red liquid, debating if she should further provoke Marcus to the point of being able to free himself by crushing the glass in her hand.
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He sighed softly, sitting down beside her,'' I just want to get this job over with...''
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"How did he even manage to get the spot of king of the vampires, or whatever you would like to call him, in the first place? He seems like an unfit ruler to me." At this point she was more rambling to herself than paying attention to anything he had said, taking another sip from the bittersweet beverage.
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'' Donno,'' He mumbled softly, glancing up as Marcus started growling and snarling over in the corner, losing his mind again to his hunger and the pain he was in. The guard growled.'' Hey quiet down,'' He growled at him
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"Leave him be. You already left him tortured and writhing in pain, at least let him express it somehow. It's your fault he is like that and you are rejecting his pain because you feel guilt when you hear it, you don't want to really let the actions you are taking sink in, you don't want to see his pain and realize what you've done." All of this was very quiet, to the point that it sounded like she belonged in a mental asylum. Her gaze bore into him as she took another drink of wine, though she would have preferred if the alcohol had been in a stronger form than the one she had been provided with.
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he stared at her, looking baffled and slightly confused, but he didn't have much time to respond dto her as Marcus broke the thick chains that bound him and lunged not at the guard, but at October. The guard quickly grabbed him and pulled him back beofre he could get to the girl
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"Just let him have some, I can't die anyway." She growled, pulling back the guard by his shoulder. "It is pointless to torture him and I will take all the blame in front of your 'king'." October held the glass of wine in her other hand. They had reduced Marcus to no longer a respectable being, but now an animal driven by hunger, making him look as though he were nothing more than an untamed beast. It made it easier for them to treat him in such a way, as though he were nothing more than what he appeared to be, and what he appeared to be was an animal.
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