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</div></div><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Luca stiffened at the words the vampire uttered about killing him. Yet as he eyed the youth, the threat became null as he added on the rest. Luca glared at him. "If that was supposed to convince me, you failed," he retorted. With a sigh, Luca readjusted his position. tucking one leg under the other, he leaned against his raised knee, arm draped in front of him as he watched vampire. "You are ridiculous. How the <i>hell</i> did I suddenly get stuck with a damned suicidal vampire of all things?" <br/>
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With a groan, Luca looked down at his side. A bit of blood was staining the bandages. He was skeptical. His curse matched against this vampire's. Luca took a breath and held it. For a brief moment, he imagined himself as a vampire. A cold shudder rushed through him. He knew immediately he wouldn't want that. As he looked at the vampire across from him, he felt a little differently. "I only offer it because if it were me... I'd want the same thing," he muttered softly after a long silence. he held his wrist out toward the vampire. "Normally it only takes a drop. I warn you. If it doesn't kill you and you do try to kill me, I <i>will</i> fight back." Luca coupled the threat with a sharp glare. Then he gestured to his wrist. "A bite should do the trick." <i>Should...</i> he thought and as he waited, his stomach twisted horribly. His chest was tight. What the hell was he doing?</span>