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</div></div><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'">Each breath was slow, painful. Luca could hardly focus on the vampire that knelt in front of him. When the creature reached out for him, his jaw clenched and he braced himself for the inevitable pain of being torn into. Confusion flooded him as he felt a soft touch rather than ripping agony. Luca watched the vampire carefully, was this a new game? Was that monster seriously asking if he was okay? What happened to the other vampire? Luca had lost track in his injured state of what happened. <br/>
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"Don't..." Luca tried to answer. Why was it so hard? <i>So fucking tired...</i> He groaned and closed his eyes. A floating sensation filled him, his mind slipping. He jolted, pulling himself back from the sweet drag of unconsciousness. If he fell asleep there, the vampire would undoubtedly kill him. His gaze wandered as he took deep breaths. He faced near death so many times before, all he had to do was find that inner strength and keep going. <br/>
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Luca moved his good arm and pressed against the vampire's chest as if to move him away. There was little strength to the touch. "Don't need help," he wheezed. "I'll... find a hunter..." Though, how exactly he was going to do that was still in the works. Luca could always hope on the idea of a lone hunter finding him in the alleyway. It had happened before. <i>Yeah, years ago... look how that ended,</i> Luca told himself and he let out a huff of resignation. His mind was barely functioning, all he wanted was rest. He couldn't think of where to go and even if he could, he had no idea how he'd even get there.<br/>
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"What? Not going to take advantage?" Luca said with a partial grin that didn't reach his eyes. "Won't get a better chance..."</span>