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sinofthefather ([info]sinofthefather) wrote in [info]parabolical,
@ 2009-07-11 02:13:00
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Who: Jared Nomak & John Mitchell
What: Jared meets a good vampire.
When: Early evening
Where: Jared’s Room
Rating: TBD

Jared had no idea why he had invited the vampire to come to his room, he was sure if it were for those that lived in the Hyperion to ensure their safety or some twisted absolution for the ‘crimes’ he had committed or maybe it was just one of those quick actions that he found himself performing that he would regret later. Yes he was regretting a lot. He wasn’t sure how he was going to handle this, he had spend most of his life bring nothing but destruction to their kind. Jared had no idea how to be friendly to one of them though he was one of them!

Jared stood before his bathroom mirror, staring at his strange visage. That appalling visage that reminded him what he still was, no matter how much he wished he could change it or what his vampire father had done to him. He was still a vampire. ‘A stupid insane vampire, that’s what they of you!’ He reminded himself right before he roared, punching his fist through the mirror. The glass shattered, crashing at his feet like tiny raindrops that bounced off his shoes. No it didn’t satisfy his rage, it only earned him a bloody hand and a mirror that he was going to have to replace…again. Jared hissed staring at the hand that was now had glass pieces jutting out in all directions. He made his way back into the main room, picking out the pieces when he noticed John.


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