@librarywent asked : [care] from Louis? / from here.
𝖍𝖎𝖘 𝖍𝖊𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖇𝖊𝖆𝖙 𝖎𝖘 𝖆 𝖉𝖚𝖑𝖑𝖊𝖉, 𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖞 𝖙𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌.
slowed by the venom coursing through his veins- blood the only thing occupying this hollow shell. this corpse. jervis notices idly the bruise receding into the skin of his arm, louis’s fingers moving to survey it. he spares a dry laugh- how naive the young always were. willing to help anyone, eager to find a place to hang weary bones.
‘ there’s no need, ‘ jervis says, pulling his arm away. ‘ i am an old thing, & to - day shall not be my last. ‘
his eyes, unnaturally & severely blue, survey the vampire before him, remembering idly some memory of america about a century ago.
‘ i did not invite you to my parlor to play nurse , ‘ he chides . ‘ i wanted the opportunity to introduce myself. i am dr. jervis leopold tetch, though i’m afraid my degree is somewhat... outdated. ‘
‘ what brings you so far away from home ? ‘
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