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Tweak says, "Daddy I Want A Golden Goose"

Astarion Ancunín (little_star) wrote in westviewic,
@ 2024-02-22 19:58:00

Entry tags:

! forgotten memories plot, !closed, !log, astarion ancunin (little_star), gale dekarios (ofwaterdeep)

Who: Astarion and Gale
What: The vampire is feeling a bit peckish
Where: The home they share
When: Feb 22, late night
Rating/Warning: Warning for a vampire doing what vampires do?

He didn’t know who he was or even where he was but he knew what he was and what he had to do in order to survive. He was a vampire. A vampire spawn to be exact (there was an important difference) and he needed blood in order to survive. There was a problem, however. While he knew he needed blood to survive, knew there was a human living in the same house as he, there was a deeply ingrained fear of… something. Someone? He wasn’t supposed to feed off humans, wasn’t allowed, but he couldn’t remember why or who had told him it was forbidden. Vampire spawn had masters, he knew that. He wasn’t his own person so maybe those orders came from the one who owned him.

The fear only kept him at bay for so long when all of the attempts he’d made to hunt at night had proven fruitless. He didn’t really want to survive off rats or wild animals. Not when there were other things in the surrounding forest that could very well end him… not when he didn’t know whether there were people who would hurt him or not hanging about. He had to feed. If he was going to remain sharp, if he was going to remain on his feet, he had to eat something. That was the reason he decided to disregard the warning. He would already be in trouble for being here away from his master. The punishment would already be severe. How much worse could it get? He ignored the warning bells going off in his head telling him he knew exactly how much worse it could be as he slipped into the human’s room.He would worry about consequences later.

The vampire crept towards the sleeping human’s bed, pausing only for a moment to watch him and make sure he really was asleep. The man was, objectively, handsome. Moreso in his sleep when he was relaxed and truly at ease. He shook that thought from his head as he reminded himself of the reason for this visit. Just a quick bite. A little blood to get him through. He wouldn’t take much. With luck, the other wouldn’t even wake. The vampire pulled the blanket down ever so slightly before he leaned in to sink his fangs into the neck of his unsuspecting victim.

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ofwaterdeep
2024-03-02 11:45 pm UTC (link)

Things had felt so unfamiliar since waking to find he had no memories. Everything felt like a new learning experience, which he'd welcomed. The problem was he didn't even have his own name. No records anywhere of what it may be, so he'd borrowed one for the time. He had several books stacked around his space so he went with Tom. Sure, it didn't feel right, but he had to pick something.

The roommate situation felt precarious. Another familiar and unfamiliar feeling that he went along with. And he thought nothing strange of the other - unless you counted his seemingly specific tastes.

It's why he slept so soundly amidst this chaotic lack of knowledge. A book on his chest about something arcane. He had to assume that he was a researcher or occult fascinated. Until he felt something sting his neck. He stirred, shifting and thinking it was a bug to swat before it felt slightly more pained and opened his eyes.

"What the--"

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little_star
2024-03-03 09:40 pm UTC (link)

This wasn't going exactly as planned. The shifting and stirring was nothing more than an annoyance but, as the vampire sunk his teeth in a little more firmly in order to draw blood, the other man woke up which meant he had to be a little quicker. His intent wasn't to kill. He wasn't looking to drain the other male. He just needed enough to keep him from starving.

He gripped onto the other man and sucked on the wound he'd made, drawing the blood into his mouth and gulping down a mouthful... before the taste hit him. The vampire reeled back as if struck immediately trying to spit out whatever blood was left in his mouth. The other man's blood tasted like bile. Was this normal? Did all humans taste like that? Could that be the reason his Master had forbade him from drinking human blood? Had it simply been for his benefit? Somehow that didn't seem right.

"You... what's wrong with you?" He managed to get out before his stomach churned, cramping in intense pain.

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ofwaterdeep
2024-03-15 12:03 am UTC (link)

He wanted to get up, to shove him away and get himself away from the other but that wasn't exactly working. Apparently, his roommate was stronger than him. He made a painted sound, squeezing his eyes shut and was so thankful when it stopped.

Opening his eyes again, he brought a hand to his neck at the spot and winced. He even glanced at the hand and noticed his blood. Thankfully, he wasn't woozy and the sight of it did not make him feel any sort of way. But he sat up, nervously eyeing the other man and scooting back in bed. "What's wrong with me? What do you mean 'what's wrong with'... You attacked me! When I was asleep!"

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