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as love filled night gives way to day
Hazel's experience with vampires was suprisingly limited; despite Margaery and Suite both being of the blood-sucking species, she had tried to avoid certain interactions that might taint her opinion of them. She knew of the struggle of starvation, and how horrific the deprivation of blood could affect them. She briefly recalled sitting in Margaery's room, trying to convince herself that the women wasn't dying despite her ashen appearance. Now Hazel was just glad both vampires were outside, where there was a constant food source.
Currently, though, Hazel was trying to catch up to Cav, having bounded after him a few moments prior to him talking to Inu. Admittedly, she was searching for a distraction - to rid her mind of the lingering silence, of the itch crawling against her skin, of the pull of panic in the back of her throat and tug of her powers struggling to break through the floors of the observatory. Her attention latched on to Inu the moment she noticed the gentle pulse of his aura in the edge of her vision, his inner turmoil a mere shift of energy to her. (Bastille was always better at reading auras; Hazel generally used them to sort out identites and differences from the norm.)
Hazel didn't know Inu very well, but she was fairly sure he was in her buddy group. Therefore, she felt somewhat responsible for his wellbeing, though there wasn't much she could do about it short of mothering him. Glowing golden eyes shifted from Cav (also somewhat of a stranger to her) to Inu, blinking as she tried to sort out what was wrong. "It's Inu, right?" She asked, voice quiet and attempting to match the level of sincere calm of Cav's tone.
Currently, though, Hazel was trying to catch up to Cav, having bounded after him a few moments prior to him talking to Inu. Admittedly, she was searching for a distraction - to rid her mind of the lingering silence, of the itch crawling against her skin, of the pull of panic in the back of her throat and tug of her powers struggling to break through the floors of the observatory. Her attention latched on to Inu the moment she noticed the gentle pulse of his aura in the edge of her vision, his inner turmoil a mere shift of energy to her. (Bastille was always better at reading auras; Hazel generally used them to sort out identites and differences from the norm.)
Hazel didn't know Inu very well, but she was fairly sure he was in her buddy group. Therefore, she felt somewhat responsible for his wellbeing, though there wasn't much she could do about it short of mothering him. Glowing golden eyes shifted from Cav (also somewhat of a stranger to her) to Inu, blinking as she tried to sort out what was wrong. "It's Inu, right?" She asked, voice quiet and attempting to match the level of sincere calm of Cav's tone.
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better