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tom mcnair (tommcnair) wrote in hellascenes,

Hal seemed genuinely upset at the idea of him drinking blood. That was a good thing, in Tom's eyes, though he wasn't going to admit it right away in case he was being lulled into a false sense of security. He didn't want to believe that that was true, though, cause he'd missed having his best mate beside him, even if they did bicker and throw jam at each other sometimes. The question really was a hard one, particularly when he didn't know why or how they'd been brought here. "I'm not sure you can do or say anything," he answered honestly, "just be you. Without the blood, I mean. And not drink any, obviously, cause it would be really bad if you were clean again and then I had to stake you." Alex would be pleased, though, if he was clean. Maybe it could be like when they were in Paris, and Alison might come here too. That would be better than Disneyland any day of the week! "I think you're right," Tom answered sadly, "though it's made sure we're here together, so maybe Alison and Alex'll show up too," he said hopefully.

"Now you mention it, you probably should stay away from Disneyland. There's far too many people to eat there, and you aren't that good at controlling yourself," Tom replied. Then, more wistfully, "and we could be watching Antiques Roadshow on the sofa. You and Alex could fight about the age of things, and I could eat popcorn," he said with a smile. "Home would be much better."

After all they'd been through back at home, and now this strange version of America, Tom gave a fair amount of thought to Hal's proposition. "I don't feel like I'm from the future," he said with a shake of his head, "but I don't suppose I would, would I? Only... what if that just means you'll be drinking blood again in a week or so? Cause you were, you know. You messed Alex around good and proper too. Made her fall for you, though I suppose that was only after the fight." He shook his head, "you don't seem like you're bad. If you're really my mate, don't you dare drink the blood, and don't you dare mess Alex around. She's nice, is Alex, and she didn't like having to plot to kill you."