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Who: Lyvus and visitors
Where: Lyvress
When: Day 295, post-game
What: after game cuddlepile

[Four revived-but-not-completely-healed Corvi and a bitten-but-not-bleeding survived Lynx coming back from the Arena. Everything is terrible and everything hurts, but at least we got memories.]

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It's fine. I've donated before.

And it was her teeth I noticed more.

[dragging hand in from of his mouth, teeth bared and using his index and middle finger to indicate where fangs would be]

Think she might be one?

I didn't notice.

[seems kinda irked about this '-']

If she is, it's not a problem [pointed comment . . .] though we will have to figure out how to balance . . . things, between she and I, as it were.

. . . thank you, Bond.

Welcome.

But I didn't say it was a problem just--

[kids are injured and we have two sick ninjas and a plastic man... suddenly, it's a good thing that I didn't go to the game and still 8(]

New girl just has to know about it, she seemed pretty hungry but didn't know what for, I think?

... speaking of which, you still eat normal food or strictly liquid diet?

I still eat. Just not much. I haven't checked how long I can go without.

. . . I'll talk to Swift.

We're not gonna push it to find that out.

[since berserking is a NO]

Yes, yes.

[so helping out with the fixing kids up and some cuddletimes more than likely...]

[man it's kinda . . . weird when the doctor is a vampire '-']

[... yeah, this is a terrible idea. definitely need to get that mission out of the way so Persephone can help with the healing things...]

[IT'S USUALLY FINE! I AM STILL DOING A GOOD JOB . . .]

[still keeping an eye on you and will pull you away for nom times if needed 8|]

[yyyyeah let's go to the kitchen to . . . talk. swaying a little, pale]

[yep, taking off jacket as he goes and once in a good spot, sitting/leaning on a counter and wordlessly holding out his arm]

[curling his fingers around Dean's wrist, nails elongating into sharp claws]

[jesus. tensing but other hand is gripping counter to keeeeep himself from reacting in response to hunter instincts]

[huffs a little laugh, bowing his head so he doesn't have to look at him]

[not funny, dude.

just remembering to breathe here]

[I think it's pretty funny]

[pulling back well before Dean would start to get dizzy, taking a steadying breath of his own]

[okay. and. going to get something to wrap his arm in, a little bit sluggish but nothing too bad]

[another deep breath, looking much better]

Thank you.

. . . was Swift what you had wanted to talk about, or—?

[wraaaaapping his arm and not looking at]

Nah, actually... has to do with me.

Let's hear it, then.

... so something I remember before Foreman... s'why I keep saying I'm a ticking timebomb, y'know. And since not telling y'all would make me a goddamned hypocrite...

Gonna start with you here. Figure out how to tell the others...

Yes?

[arms are getting crossed now, very clearly a defensive, nervous posture but what the hell 8(]

Them bringin' home a memory's kinda also why I'm bringing it up. since...

[wait. stopping. starting over]

So, you know my world's... facing down the Apocalypse n'all. Well. I'm gonna remember dealing with angels, demons... maybe Lucifer himself. Either way, got a memory where I was talking with an angel... got his feathers all ruffled and fluffed but good.

Then he came out with the whole showing him respect thing... 'cause since he pulled me... outta Hell. He could throw me back. Down there.

[trying to be. reeeeal casual here]