Thread: Love Is War { Kveria | EverUndine }

Watching Jolyon pull a perfectly tame and purring kitten out of the box made Alistair click his tongue with annoyance he wasnt really jealous and he didnt really like cats anyway, but there was just something about the Vampire being able to do something he couldnt that pissed him off a little. Anyway, Alistair was a dog personhed always had dogs growing up, his family bred and raised dogs for cattle and sheep herding, and hed even have one now if he had time to have a proper relationship with it. Hed thought about getting another puppy and training it to hunt Vampires with him, but what kind of life would that be for the dog? It was too stressful, strenuous, and dangerous. He wouldnt take that risk. It had better do, that thing put me through enough misery Alice? Alistair noted that he was the namesake of the kitten right away and he narrowed his eyes though he wasnt going to say anything for or against the moniker. He would brood bitterly about it, however, wondering why exactly Jolyon chose to give her that name, whether it was just because she was a gift from the hunter, or if there were a deeper meaning behind it. It was another one of those questions he would never breathe life to he wouldnt ask merely out of the desire to keep up that tough hunter front. He expected that his desire would be respected as it had been in the past, and thats why he was almost shockedalmostwhen Jolyon put the pocket watch into his hand. Hed been about to tell him that he had, in fact, slept just not restfully when there was a weight in his hand and he had to look up from where hed previously been avoiding looking at the Vampire by mentally tracing the grain on the floorboards. A gift? He tasted the words, brought the watch closer to examine every careful little detail, opened it, checked the time, closed it, turned it over in his hands again. It was warm. He wrapped his fingers around it and pressed it into his pocket while considering all the things he could say. In the end, he thought hed chosen the most appropriate way to respond. Its nice. Thank you. It was after that, that Alistair thought he felt the atmosphere shift with some kind of tension. He wasnt sure if he should say more, or how he could even repay Jolyon for the gift even if hed been told to consider it a gift, there was no denying that Alistair couldnt just leave it like that. He felt obligated to do something in return, but he couldnt think of anything besides offering himself up as a juice box for the older man, and that wasnt exactly a bandwagon he was about to climb aboard. There were a lot of things he thought about concerning having his blood drawn for consumption. Did it hurt? Would he die? Most importantly, would he turn into a Vampire himself? A Hunters job wasnt to know the mechanics of the Vampire, though it helped to have knowledge in its basest formlike when and how they fed, how often, as well as any dead giveaways to differentiate them from Humans. There were so many questions running through his mind that he wasnt focused on Jolyon when he moved up behind him, pressing cold fingers to his neck. A chill ran down his spine and he inhaled sharply, tightening his jaw out of reflex. He wondered what was wrong with him. He felt something sickening fill his body, heating it, and he couldnt help but feel almost inclined toward it. It pooled in the pit of his stomach, sank lower and before he knew it he had let his eyes slip shut and was leaning back into Jolyons touch. He wanted to warm that cool undead body, wanted to feel more of Jolyons hands on his skin, wanted. He wanted. He took a breath in and held it while all these things swirled up inside him and he tried to hold them back as his hands clenched and unclenched into lose fists over and over again. What was he thinking? Was he thinking? Maybe not as much as he should have. Mostly, the pocket watch that was heavy in his vest pocket was on his mind when the words slipped, but also there was something much more primal behind it. His voice was low, husky, confirmation of the Vampires wishes filled his ears unpleasantly. Just a little then.