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“K-Krul, what are you doing–!? Ah???” His words were cut off just as swiftly as the small kiss on his cheek came. The European vampire was left flustered, cheeks undeniably flushed as he gazed back at the other.

“W-What was the meaning of that!?” 


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Ugh.

Andrei: …… wait…. WHAT?!

What what?

Andrei: I NEVER DID THAT SHIT.

You apparently did now.  Sinner.

Andrei: WHAT THE FUCK IS DECOUPAGE?  …. and why can I pronounce it.  WHAT THE FUCK.

IKR.  Clutch the plastic pearls!  ╮ (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.) ╭

Andrei (to Beau): I’m not gay.  I don’t like to scrapbook.  I–

Beau: It’s okay if you do?

Andrei (indignant): I DON’T THOUGH.  (╬ಠ益ಠ)

Beau: Fly free, sweetheart.

Andrei: I’m gonna wreck your shit if you keep that up, so help me.

Beau: Aaaaaaand just shut the door behind you…

Andrei: ?

Beau (frowning): You bring some light and some snacks, right?  Huddle in amongst the clothes.  Pretend some more.  Closet’s a good place to read.

Andrei (irritated): There is nothing good about who you are.  :|   (somewhat to himself) ….. oh… wait….. yes there is….

Andrei: …. all this excitement has got me super fucking hungry…. 

Beau: Hey!

Andrei: YOU HAVE PLASMA FRUIT.  ฅ(*°ω°*ฅ)

You don’t even like plasma fruit….?

Andrei: I DON’T.  ……. but…. I wants it?  (⁎˃ᆺ˂)

Andrei: Yeeeeee….

Beau: stop….

Andrei: Don’t turn this into physical violence.

Beau: Violence never solves anything!

Andrei: ………. You’re new here, aren’t you?

Andrei: Just one!  YOU ASSHOLES ARE ALWAYS CARTING AROUND HANDFULS.

Beau: No…. NO–

Andrei: Hey!

Andrei: A SLIVER OF RIND!  ฅ^•ﻌ•^ฅ

Beau: NO RIND FOR YOU.

Andrei: !!

Beau: No rind, no fruit, no nothing - STOP SNIFFING ME.

Andrei: :|

Beau: ‘s fuckin’ weird!  And fuckin’ beastly!  AND NOT AT ALL SPARKLY!  You used to be cool, man.  YOU USED TO BE ABOUT THE STATIONERY AND YOUR INNER FEELINGS.  We had a moment!

Andrei: …. I was never about the stationery and FUCK FEELINGS.  A MOMENTARY LAPSE OF TESTICULAR CONTROL caused by…. uhm…. uhhhhhhhhhhh……  ల(`°Δ°)

Beau: SEE!

Andrei: I’M FUCKING HUNGRY, OKAY.  That’s all.

Beau: ……………….. I’m tellin’.

Andrei: ……

Andrei: >_>;

2

“Where are you hurt?”  Marcel asked, holding you at arms length as he scanned your body for any visible injuries.  You had some minor scratches and bruises, with blood sticking to your skin that you weren’t sure if it was yours or your captors.  

“I’m ok.”  You said, voice quieter and weaker than you had thought it was going to be.  Marcel seemed slightly comforted by your words as his eyes trailed up to meet yours once more.  Reaching up to wipe away the few tears that had escaped he then pulled you into his chest tightly.

“You’re ok.”  He repeated soothingly.  “I’m here now.”

Andrei: I’m not gay!  :|

Beau: STOP LYING, YOU HORSESHITTER.  That was adorable!  °˖✧◝(⁰▿⁰)◜✧˖°

Andrei: …….

Beau (with sudden realization): … wait….

Beau: Are you in the fucking closet still?

Andrei: !

Andrei: Whoa whoa whoa, dude, wait… no!

Beau: I don’t like it when people LIE about this kind of thing!  Just…. COME OUT.  BE PROUD!

Andrei: Honestly, I’m really not gay.  >_>;

Beau: LIES.  STOP!  STOP STOP STOP STOP.

Beau: Save it!  When you can get outta that proverbial closet and look yourself in the mirror and be WHO YOU ARE, you can talk to me!   <(`^´)>

Andrei: (。•́︿•̀。)

Andrei: …….. look, I just….

Beau: >:|

Beau: STAND PROUD, BITCH.

Andrei: (。•́︿•̀。)

Andrei: Okay look….. I’m still not gay, okay…

Beau: >:|

Andrei (voice cracking slightly): But lately I’ve been….

Beau (suddenly concerned): What?

Andrei: (◕︿◕✿)

Andrei: I’M SO ASHAMED!  (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

Beau (suddenly somewhat understanding): Let it out, sister… just…. let it out.  You’re in good company.

Andrei (gushing): I caught myself in the stationery store the other day, right?  And like… I suddenly wanted SO desperately to make this AWESOME scrapbook….

Andrei (sort of blubbering and fumbling and…): I COULDN’T DECIDE BETWEEN THE PINK OR WHITE LACE FOR THE DECOUPAGE… and I got SO CONFUSED and there was NO ONE AROUND WHO COULD UNDERSTAND ME OR WHY I WAS IN THERE IN THE FIRST PLACE LOOKING AT FUCKING LACE AND AND AND BECAUSE I’M HUGE AND SEXY AND MUSCULAR AND STUFF AND… AND….

Andrei: SO I JUST–

Beau (unamused): Oh…. YOUR TYPE.

Beau: WENT FULL MACHISMO, DIDN’T YOU?  Guns blazing!  Overturned the register and set the place on fire!  All because you couldn’t ask for help with pink lace!  YOU WEAR YOUR SHAME ON YOUR SLEEVE!

Andrei: It wasn’t my finest moment.

Beau: …..

Andrei (tearing up): I think…

Beau: …..

Andrei: I think I need to be held.  (っ˘̩╭╮˘̩)っ

Beau: :|

Bilbo Baggins… enough… is enough.


……… I hate vampire socials in the worst possible way.  This was all autonomous, save for the prior Intimidate, which must have kicked off either an Evil or Mean-Spirited reaction by Beau to Accuse of Being a Vampire, WHICH ALWAYS has the counter-reaction of Confess to Being a Vampire - perhaps the worst social in the game.  I wanted to tear off my face the entire time.  xD

BALLS = OFF AND IN THE TRASH, TRASH’S BEEN PICKED UP, BALLS ARE BURIED IN A PLOT OFF-SHORE - FOREVER LOST.  JFC.