Simon Lewis (downworlders) wrote in salemscenes, @ 2016-06-09 21:53:00 |
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Simon hadn't known what to do for the past two days. Clary was gone...she was his only link to the vampire that was handling the blood bags in the area. He could barely remember what her name was now, or what he could do to get something to hold him over. He knew the moment he would go outside he would run into someone and he was afraid of what would take over him. Would he be able to control himself? Would he really be so blood thirsty that he would rip into someones neck, someone completely innocent and minding their own business. The thought made him sick. Physically if it were possible. He looked weak, frail, and if being any more pale than usual were possible he would be that as well, but his facial features were becoming visibly sunken in with his lack of willingness to try. Magnus could have helped, he hadn't been able to really think all that straight by the time that he'd realize it had been a day that passed, and after that he became so scared he isolated himself into his bedroom. Raphael was here now, and he would know what to do. Simon hated admitting to the man that he was weak at the moment, that he needed him. Raphael was so cocky, he had been since they'd met and it only seemed to get worse. The baby thing was a bit much if you asked him, but the other man wasn't letting up on it. Who was he to kid though, he was just a fledgling...he wasn't prepared for anything that was happening with him. |