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Stephen Hart (ikickdinosaurs) wrote in colligo_threads,

Stephen had slumped down to sit on the grille, suddenly far too sore and tired to keep standing. He'd watched the guy deal with the woman, then tried to see where the male vampire had gone, but couldn't see it anywhere. Then the guy was talking at him so he looked round just in time for him to give his name.

"Clark. I, uh. What just happened?" he said, his head aching and pounding in time with the throbbing from his leg, and why was his hand sore? Oh, right, he lost his dagger, of course. "Where did the... the other one, the male one. Where is it?"

He had to find his dagger. Meg wouldn't be pleased if he lost his dagger. He pulled himself to his feet and swayed as he stood there and waited for the entire world to settle down. God, his head ached. He shook his head to try and clear it, but that just sent him dizzy, so he grabbed a hold of the railings for a moment before he started to limp over to where he thought he'd seen his dagger.

He looked over at Clark after a few seconds, then realised what he'd forgotten to do. "Thank you. I'm Stephen."