05-17-2018, 08:27 PM
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It was clear that Margaery was struggling. He wondered idly if it could possibly only be the vampirism, because things seemed... deeper. Like there was something more there, something tied up with it all that he just didn't understand. To him, vampirism seemed pretty straight-forward and non-problematic: they ate the same prey as everyone else, just a bit... differently. What did it matter? It wasn't like drinking the blood of her prey meant that she was any more likely to dissolve into the lifestyle of a murderer than anyone else. Hell, no one even seemed to care about Margy's condition, so he found it difficult to understood why she did.
Alas, not everyone carried his same sense of apathy, and he knew better than to assume that anything was as simple as it seemed. Sure, there was still the issue with Suite's polar bear form, and whatever else drama they had brewing between them. Bastille wasn't going to pretend that he fully grasped the demons that were dragging Margy down. He also wasn't going to question her on them if she wasn't interested in talking, so as he found himself standing besides her, he simply offered a shrug.
"About time it's finished. Well, I still need to find glass for your windows, but that's a later concern," he staid, before blinking. He probably did seem rather drained, but he wasn't too worried about it. He was just relieved that his energy was draining, honestly. He waved off her concern with a yawn, and drawled, "Yeah, yeah."
Alas, not everyone carried his same sense of apathy, and he knew better than to assume that anything was as simple as it seemed. Sure, there was still the issue with Suite's polar bear form, and whatever else drama they had brewing between them. Bastille wasn't going to pretend that he fully grasped the demons that were dragging Margy down. He also wasn't going to question her on them if she wasn't interested in talking, so as he found himself standing besides her, he simply offered a shrug.
"About time it's finished. Well, I still need to find glass for your windows, but that's a later concern," he staid, before blinking. He probably did seem rather drained, but he wasn't too worried about it. He was just relieved that his energy was draining, honestly. He waved off her concern with a yawn, and drawled, "Yeah, yeah."
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