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[teetheyes]

[Left on the kitchen table for John to find upon his return.]

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[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

[sniff]

This isn't...

Re: [ Voice Post ]

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[rummaging through the fridge]

Don't open it if you want to keep it fresh till when you really need it.

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Fuck is it.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[making space in the fridge and the freezer]

Blood, possibly virgin.

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

'Strewth, what have you been up to, mate?

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I made a sharp deal with an angel.

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I can't say you're ready for the coat yet.

[sniffy sniffy bottle]

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I like my jacket just fine.

[cleared space in the fridge, he shuts it]

It's his, now we should talk about the price.

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I'm listening.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He wants to use the apartment as a storage unit for more of these.

[giving the Guinny bottle a tap]

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

...

[teeth in face]

"An angel?"

((OOC: Cori scared John.))

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[unafraid, though the Corivision is not as cute right now]

A desperate one.

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Details.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He came to me pleading that I assist in matters of private storage. The boy Joshua knows shit about how to preserve this rich commodity.

[he rolls the bottle on its bottom rim]

So I asked for a cut, and he offered blood. I requested it be his own.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Brilliant.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

My thoughts exactly. We'll have to test it before playing with it of course.

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Me leg is getting there, me leg is...

[ Voice Post ]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Ohrr sod itr...

Girve it terrr me.

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[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I had your leg in mind when I got it. You'll have to treat it yourself though, I know how to keep it coagulated, not how to keep it from rotting your insides.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Christ, mate, you know what's in me, right?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I do, but I know what's in him too. However I trust your professionalism.

[he slides the bottle to John's side]

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

I am professional enough to know how to treat someone without Nergal's piss in them.

You know I might have enough of his shit crawling in me to make this fatal, yeah?

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

So why don't we cut you and do this on a plate first.

[silkcutremix.livejournal.com]

Safest bet.

Fuck a lot you can do with angel blood, it's knowing what.