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<div style="margin: auto; height:500px; max-width: 600px;background-image: url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b4/d8/ca/b4d8ca569f354b2b016eaccce1e350f5.jpg);background-size: cover;background-position: center; font-size: 0px; filter: contrast(100%); mix-blend-mode: screen; opacity: 60%; margin-top: -20px; filter: grayscale(40%);border-radius: 15px;">.</div><div style="margin: auto; height:500px; max-width: 600px;background-image: url(https://64.media.tumblr.com/3c4cfe3f49658c62a8178c9bba7683f1/cee01a2748ea1b29-30/s400x600/69e8d140c0e25ca5190b816c57f4e9f72a8d0fde.gif);background-size: cover;background-position: center; font-size: 0px; filter: contrast(100%); mix-blend-mode: screen; opacity: 20%; margin-top: -500px; filter: grayscale(100%);border-radius: 15px;">.</div><div style="margin: auto; height:230px; max-width: 130px;background-image: url(https://i.imgur.com/XQw1Rb8.png);background-size: cover;background-position: center; font-size: 0px; filter: contrast(100%); mix-blend-mode: screen;; opacity: 100%; margin-top: -370px; filter: grayscale(0%);border-radius: 0px; margin-left:-10px">.</div><div style="margin:auto; background: #fffffff; margin-top: -200px; margin-bottom: 0px; max-width: 505px; line-height: 140%; font-size: 11px; letter-spacing: 1px; font-family: times; text-align: justify; color: #fff; height: 170px; overflow: auto; text-shadow: 5px #000 5px #000 5px #000; padding: 5px;position: absolute;margin-left:70px;"> <div style="margin: auto; height: 50px; width: 50px; border-radius: 100%; float: left;  box-shadow: 2px 2px 2px 2px #fff; background: url(https://i.imgur.com/Gl9p58h.gif); ;filter: contrast(100%);filter: grayscale(100%); background-size: cover; background-position: center; font-size: 0px; margin-left:10px; margin-right:5px;">.</div>Cat was wary, but she seemed to at least trust that her friend had good judgment. Julius had no intentions of harming Gianna either way and he did want to make sure that he would be fine. He couldn't be with her always . . . well not without her starting to realize that it was more than a coincidence of him showing up all the time. All he knew was that he definitely had to make sure to keep an eye on Gianna. It seemed she wasn't shy about keeping her eye on him. She looked at him quizzically, as though he weren't just mysterious or interesting enough simply being a vampire; there was more to him.<br/>
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"I'm really sorry about that. You'd think that people were used to vampires nowadays, but..."<br/>
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"You really don't have to apologize for it, trust me I am used to it." Julius had gone plenty of his life being ran out of towns and threatened. His and Eve's homes had been burned, they'd been threatened . . .especially Eve. She had a mouth on her, but she also held a lot of anger in her beginning years as a cold one. And rightfully so. Everything she had was taken from her, stolen, and killed before her own eyes. Nothing Julius could do really could ever heal that part of her. She turned that anger into something else entirely – a sort of weaponized lust. Those were the years she was hungriest, thirsty for anyone. Men stood no chance. They moved almost five times within twelve years.<br/>
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He was glad she had settled now. Julius did his best to teach her modesty, a sense of decorum if she expected to go through this world easily. They had to prove they weren't monsters even though that's exactly what they were. And Julius was not one to be ashamed of it. He did, however, still believe that there was more than a methodical way to go about situations. Order systems . . .they could work. Bon Temps weren't going to change overnight, that was for certain. But that didn't mean that change would never come. Still, Julius wasn't particularly happy about the brash attack on him. Sure, that Lionel character had no clue who he was . . .but if Julius was any other vampire, he would've killed the man. Hell, maybe if Cat didn't come between them, he could've got a good bite in. He wondered just how Beckett dealt with characters like that?<br/>
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"Afraid it just kind of sits in the stomach, human food that is." He was sure that didn't really sound pleasant to her. Well, maybe it did. Most people didn't even inquire if he or vampires actually ate. "A glass of Vitale sounds good. I don't want to put you out of your way through if it's too much trouble, I drink wine too." He was sure that it was unlikely for Gianna to just have a bottle of Vitale on hand. Unless he wasn't the first vampire she was inviting to her home.<br/>
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But here, under the stretch of moonlight cast against her neck, he saw no mark. That didn't mean the rest of her body wasn't possibly marked by another. She didn't act like she belonged to anyone though. His hands, unscathed by the punches, shrugged into his front pockets. Julius tried to come off more relaxed and with no threat in sight, he let his guard down slightly. He looked over his shoulder briefly at his car before looking at Gianna.<br/>
"I'm giving you a ride or am I following behind you?" He couldn't help the fanged grin, or the slight crackle in the way his eyes looked at her, all so seductive. He just hoped that Eve didn't mind him being a little late. <br/>
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"Well whoever it is, it doesn't matter. They can come back in the morning," Eve said with a chuckle. Though her brows did soon knit in seriousness as she thought of the possibility it could've been the sheriff or one of his deputies announcing something tragic had happened, an attack just maybe out of their control.<br/>
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And Julius would've messaged him on the way. Honestly, Eve was a bit suspicious now about where the vampire was. He was usually pretty prompt and if he was already in Bon Temps, it shouldn't have taken him long to get home. How long did he plan to surveil Gianna anyways? Immediately Eve sat on top of Beck who was already trying to get up. She stared down at him.<br/>
"No." Leaving the bed meant this time together was definitely over. He'd put his suit on and turn on that authoritative attitude. Any signs of warmth . . .of whatever the fuck they wanted to call what they had.. . .it was back on the backburner. Her hands came to bind his wrist, a last pathetic attempt to keep Beckett in bed. Whoever was at the door managed to learn how to work the buzzer, however.<br/>
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<i>"Angelo Broussard, here to speak to the Magister"<br/>
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This time it was Eve's turn to growl. She was pushed off gently. Business came first.<br/>
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