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My dash is very interesting right now.

Swinging wildly between supporting Beth and shutting her down.

Supporting Daryl and chastising him.

Veeeeery interesting.

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��   Adrian drew her knees to her chest when Arturo moved away, closing her eyes. She wondered how long it would be before he got tired of her. Of her negativity.

    She glanced off to the side, but then blinked with surprise when he spoke. Lifting her eyes to him, she arched a brow. Go? Go where? Into corpse-infested woods? She sighed and stood up. "Sure. Let me get some gear together first."

          Arturo knew what the silence meant.  Closing his eyes and shaking his head, he got to his feet and moved over to the window. Sunlight poured over his face as he did, his red eyes scanning the blue sky above. Fresh air sounded nice. Moving around sounded even better. “Let’s go somewhere.” The vampire suggested, turning to Adrian. “I think we could both use some fresh air.”

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    He was asking too much of her. Optimism had been taken from her, crushed underfoot, until there was nothing left. And having it only meant there was more room for hurt. She was pragmatic. Pessimistic. Because it was normally the only way one stayed alive. Prepare for the worst. Expect it. More importantly, even if the world did conquer this, she wasn't sure she even cared...

    She didn't respond to him. She didn't want to upset or disappoint him. She was a broken woman. She knew that. Instead, she merely shifted out of his lap, sitting next to him again.

          “Adrian, I’ve lived through many wars and witnessed the crime of many tyrants, the segregation of different races. There were times when I believed the world would never overcome those hardships and that I would always live in such difficult times. I think this plague, or whatever it is, may only be the mark of an end of an era. The world will conquer this. It is only a matter of time. I am aware you’ve lost everything, but having at least a little hope for the world and for yourself wouldn’t hurt.”

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    Adrian marveled at how their relationship had changed. A single kiss. A teary confession. And here she was, curled up in his lap. She put her glass down when he spoke, her own smile small, and sad. She lifted her eyes to him.

    "Even if I went to Rome, I would never believe it was over. No matter how safe I was." She glanced away. "This is gonna stay with me forever." She rested her forehead in the crook of his neck. "I'm sorry..."

         Arturo nodded, showing his acceptance of her apology. When Adrian moved over to him, he smiled and curled an arm around her.

        “It’s been appreciably peaceful lately, considering the condition this part of the world is in. If I didn’t know any better, I would believe it was finally over.” His smile withered slightly.

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    "Sorry," she murmured. She had no social skills anymore. She could never tell when she was being snippy.

    Getting up from her seat, she settled down next to Arturo, tucking herself into his side. He always looked so regal. Her forehead touched his forehead as she chuckled.

         ”Alright, there is no need to get snippy.” Arturo shook his head, folding one leg over the other. “No. Most beverages are fine, I’ve come to learn. However, any real food will have a bad affect on me.” 

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Hey there are a lot of you following me but I haven't Rped with so many of you for long, despite idling on this blog nearly every day.

Does anyone want to thread? =3

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    She scoffed. "I've had food poisoning more times than I can count since this all went down. I think I can handle a little of sickness from drinking." She took another sip. And then stopped. Maybe not so fast... Then she looked at Arturo. "So you don't have to just drink blood?"

          Arturo lifted his shoulders in a shrug. “It is never bad to be careful. If you become sick don’t point a finger at me.” He grinned, teasing, and lifted his glass to take another drink.

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    Adrian glanced up, startled at the endearment. Oh, right. They were some kind of a couple now, weren't they? She glanced at her glass, blinking. Then she took another sip, almost defiantly. "I know my limits..."

          “Well, it is strong, that’s one thing. I’ve never acquired a taste for this stuff.” He hoped he wouldn’t become ill from the alcohol. And for that matter.. Arturo looked at Adrian. “Pace yourself, dearest. Even a little too much can’t be good for your health.”

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     She poured herself a glass and sat down beside him, smiling faintly. "I haven't had alcohol for... months. Not even sure how this is gonna hit me." Especially considering food was a rarity these days. She took her own hesitant sip, and grimaced.

         “I could hardly mind. Whiskey.. isn’t among my favorite beverages. But a little wouldn’t hurt.” He took the glass from her and stared down at the terracotta colored liquid for a moment before taking a hesitant sip.

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    A shrug. "Someone had a private stash. This was the only unopened bottle." She got him a glass and poured some. "Sorry it's not crystal." She smiled and offered it to him.

          “Whiskey? Where did you find that?” He raised a brow, eyeing the bottle in her hands.

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    Adrian wandered in from another room, smiling slightly. "No wine, I'm afraid. But I have a nice bottle of whiskey." She held it up.

        “I could really go for three or seven glasses of wine.”

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    Adrian tensed when she felt him move closer, closing her eyes and waiting for the sensation of fear and helplessness to crash over her. When it didn't, however, she relaxed, and opened her eyes slightly, incredulous.

    She glanced back at Arturo, liking the feel of him pressed against her back like that. She didn't feel exposed. She felt... safe. She closed her eyes again and moved back slightly, closing the gap between her back and his chest.

          Seeing Adrian remove her weapons and place them on the nightstand, Arturo went to go turn off the bedroom light. He came over to the bed and silently laid beside her, his back facing her. After a moment, though, the man turned over and looked at her wavy curls. A hand reached out to touch them lightly; his fingers twirling blonde strands. Arturo smiled to himself.

         He hesitated at first, and eventually shifted to lay close to the female, his chest cradled to her back as he buried his nose in her clean hair. She smelled pleasant, for once. But Arturo was careful not to get too comfortable. He gave her space, even with as close as he was to her.

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    Adrian glanced at the window, then at the bed. Honestly, she didn't care. She felt close to Arturo already. Safe with him. She wandered to the bed and pulled the gun out of the waistband of her pants. Glancing at it, she clicked on the safety and put it on the bedside table. Then followed her climbing axe.

     Sliding into bed, she climbed onto the bed and curled up on her side.

          “Yes, and yes.” Arturo moved over to the window and pulled the drapes closed, just to keep sunlight from filling the room in the morning. He didn’t want to wake up with a burnt face.

           Turning back to Adrian, he smiled. And then he glanced at the bed and frowned. “Ah, it’s a full bed as opposed to the king sized. Less room.” Arturo thought aloud. “I guess it doesn’t matter.” If they had already kissed, sleeping closer shouldn’t be a problem. Not for him. He was too exhausted to care anyway.

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    Adrian didn't look at him. She shrugged and waved a hand dismissively. "It's nothing, really. I just felt like being clean." She glanced around. "Are we sleeping in here tonight?" She couldn't blame him. Considering the other room was splashed with blood and brain matter. She would have to do something about it. Find some bleach.

    With no more excuses, Adrian looked up at him. She knew her cheeks were red. She ignored it. "All clear outside?"

           Arturo had checked the outside, making sure to dispose of the two corpses in the front and to kill any other walking dead that had found the house. It was nightfall, so he took his time. Eventually, he returned inside and moved into one of the untouched guest bedrooms. The bed wasn’t as spacious as the last, but he couldn’t complain in these conditions.

          When Adrian entered the room, he glanced over at her and had to double-take. Arturo blinked, lifting his brows in interest as he looked her over. “You look lovely, Adrian.” He wandered over to her to get a better look. It didn’t seem like she had put on much makeup, but he could definitely tell the difference. She looked nice. “Bello...”

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   Adrian took a long time in the bathroom. She even washed her hair with what precious shampoo and conditioner was left. When she emerged, she felt flighty and nervous. But she took a deep breath and went to find Arturo.

    When she did, she was wearing a clean blouse and jeans. A blouse that exposed her neck and the top of her dress. Her hair was dry and in fluffy waves, and there was just a touch of makeup on her face.

   "Um." She glanced off to the side, took a deep breath, and looked at Arturo. "Ta da?"

          “Hunting an animal still won’t be a trouble. I am willing to.” Arturo heaved the corpse up into his arms and carried it over to the window. Over the sill it went, to accompany the man’s corpse on the ground below. The vampire wiped his hands on his robe and turned to Adrian.

           His gaze dropped to the blood-soaked floorboards. Fuck. He wasn’t even going to waste his time trying to clean this room up. Arturo would just have to take the next bedroom. Possibly board this one up.