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Ah, yes, with my hands. [It's very convenient. Very fast. Not great for small snacks, really.]

A good meal that has me... pressing my body against another person, feeling their warmth as it passes through them and into me. [Oh, he got some shivers at that. Maybe Dio was just easily aroused as it is.]

But first... You made your decision today. Does that mean that it's your birthday?

Huh. Puts a whole 'nother meaning to the word finger food.

[She shouldn't have made that joke but...yeesh. She had to deal with it somehow. Though it was kind of cute, kind of creepy how he got all hot and bothered about blood drinking, she figured she'd be a little like that over some food too.

Especially after these past few months.]

No. I made my decision early. It's still on the ninth.

[He's not thinking of celebrating it or something is he...or that she decided it at the last second? Nngh.]

[Well, he certainly didn't want to be inconveniencing her like this on her birthday. And maybe he would celebrate it, though he didn't have his God Powers or Mikado's body this time to make her any gifts. Maybe he could make something for her...

He gave her a smile then, though he wondered why it was that she didn't wait to tell him. That was fine though, it just meant that he would know ahead of time when her birthday was.]

Was there anything you'd like to do for it? [As he asked, he drew in nearer, a hand going to brush the hair from her neck. He could choose another place to bite her, but it seemed more appropriate there.]

I...I don't know?

[She knew it was for the bite, it was just food but...she felt herself blushing nonetheless. His fault, she thought, that her heart was starting to beat a little too fast.

That was okay though. It was fine. Maybe this wouldn't happen every time.]

I had a few ideas. Make some origami flowers. Look at the stars at night.

That's it.

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[It was his fault, but also... he wanted this to be intimate. If he were going to have a light snack on her, it had to be a form of bonding as well. As such, he pressed his lips and his nose to her throat, sucking in her scent as an arm wrapped around her waist. It looked far more like a lover's embrace than a monster going in for a kill.]

You like flowers...?

[He figured he could work with that. He couldn't ask anyone for anything, but... he'd figure it out.]

[It felt more like a lovers embrace then a creatures snack. She shivered, and her arms wrapped around his shoulders, her fingers lightly catching against his upper back.]

I do. They're colourful.

[She'd been so disappointed when she saw the park was all dead. But that would change. Somehow.]

[Colorful. He could agree with that. He wasn't really much for flowers as of recent, though he loved colors.

Right now, he wasn't going to answer but to give a little 'Mmmhh' in agreement or understanding for the moment, his lips parting as he slid his tongue out from between them to lick at her skin before he finally dug his fangs into her flesh, jaws closing as he began to suck her blood.]

[They could agree that they both loved colorful things. Spring, to her, was a wonderful time of year.

She gasped when he bit down, her fingers digging into his back. It hurt, and she knew it would. But she tried to keep breathing, calm, slow. Keep her body relaxed. If she accidentally struggled, she might excite the predator in him too much.

She knew that much, even if she wasn't sure when to pull him off. If she could.]

[Thankfully for her, Dio had done this enough times now to know when he can pull away. He didn't linger too long, simply using this as a snack to tide him over... or to bond with her a little.

It was a lovely taste though, and Dio lingered, his tongue lapping at her languidly even once he finally pulled his mouth from her neck.

He started to lick at his lips when he finally sat back.]

Mmhh... Thank you, that was lovely.

You're welcome?

[ Even if she did feel light headed, it would pass. The swipe of his tongue had made her shiver, and sag a little in the aftermath.]

You got a little...here, I'll get it.

[Dribbled a bit of blood Dio. But she swiped it off of his chin and offered her bloodied fingertips

Didn't want it to go to waste and all.]

[Oh, that was somewhat embarrassing, but he'd take it, he decided, leaning forward to lick the offered finger, soon sucking the digit into his mouth and carefully cleaning it off with his tongue. How lovely.

He gave a laugh at that, sitting back again and feeling somewhat bashful all of the sudden.]

Right. So uh... we don't have to do that often, if you don't like it. Mikado... really likes to keep me fed.

[That elicted more of a favorable reaction. An unexpected reaction, from the look on her face and how she squirmed, but one nonetheless.]

I don't dislike it. But I don't want to become anaemic either.

[She smiles back at him, her hands going back to her lap.]

Mikado...doesn't run the same risk?

[Just to make certain. She'd hate for him to get complications due to a...fetish?]

[Well this was going to be awkward to explain. There was really no way to say "he made himself have infinite blood through belief" without making it sound like they were very close... especially since there were no other vampires here anymore.]

Uh, not really, no.

He has been here for some time and has been able to... use his belief to make it so that his blood will replenish itself.

[That could not possibly be taken the wrong way. He thinks. He really isn't certain.]

And I keep him distracted in return, so that he won't have issues with that. It's only fair, really. [And it's fun! Dinner and some entertainment.]

So you have a...sort of food with benefits relationship...?

[Is this awkward? It's a little awkward.]

[Would it be more awkward to actually explain the nature of their relationship...? Maybe. It'd certainly be confusing.]

Mmmmhh... Well. Mikado and I have both been here for over a year, and we've known each other the whole time.

I like to think of it as looking out for each other. As you'll notice, some of us aren't able to fit in, socially, and us misfits need to stick together.

Even if it's hard to, sometimes.

I've noticed that there's a lot of drama, some of which I'm still learning about.

[Her voice is wry. It seems that while food with benefits isn't wrong, it's more complicated then that. Considering how this place is, how the people are, she can get it.]

Can you blame us, though?

[His smile has faded by now, Dio's brows knitting in concern.]

Every one of us has lost our homes, lovers, families. Our whole lives. We all arrive, grieving. Tensions run high. Things are said or done in desperation, in attempts to understand and to control our environment, and it often backfires spectacularly.

We've only been here a year. We still don't know our environment or what can be done with it. Some people desperately cling to the past, and some want to discard it completely.

The people who act like they're in charge are biased and those not in their circles are left out to dry.

Drama is more normal than downtime.

No. I don't blame you one bit.

[Her own smile had faded, and she leaned forward.]

None of you. I wouldn't be surprised if there were people angry at me because of some of the things I said.

But I...do wish, we could all talk to each other calmly, rationally. But I might be asking for too much. Especially when I can get pretty heated up, myself.

[Dio frowned. He had at least expected to be scolded a little bit for letting his temper get the better of him, even if he had just rationalized why they would be letting their tempers get out of hand.]

I think we're a little way off from that, still.

There is still so much to fix, so much that... separates us. Makes others feel lesser or greater than another person. Though we've all lost much, there are obviously others who live in more comfort and some who have very little.

It's all very unequal, and there will be clashes for the foreseeable future.

As much as I want to say you're wrong, I can't disagree with you.

[She raises her eyebrows.]

We are unequal here. And some of us have a better grip on their temper then others. Which may make it worse.

Even if they feel it's justified.

Even if they just kept it to a punch out match when they could have ripped off they other person's head clean off.

[There's your scolding. She sighed.]

Punching maniac.

[Okay he was going to take it seriously but then she called him a 'punching maniac' and he could not help but laugh aloud.]

Hey, sometimes a fist-fight is best! It at least gets all of your grievances out in the open and allows you to burn off some steam.

Feels good! Like exercise! Exercise that can make you bleed!

[That wasn't weird!]

[She's not going to say anything. She is just going to give him a look.

And flick him between the eyes.]

Ah!

[Ok, ok! He was going to stop his grinning now to pout a little.]

Nnnhh... yeah, yeah. I know. I made that fighting thing because I just... I really enjoy it. Back when I was a boy, it was how we passed the time. [Him and the other kids in London? Him and Jonathan? Yes.]

And I'm trying to get control of my temper but... I just get so fucking angry sometimes.

That's what you have the fight club for. And I did hear a little from Jonathan how he used to watch fighting and such.

And I admit, I...can't do that. I can't just try to punch someone and feel better. If I fight, I go for the kill.

[She wrinkles her nose.]

That's how I was trained. Anyway. Would you do the same thing over again?

Oh, Jonathan and I used to fight like cats and dogs! Sometimes in the middle of a ring of other boys. Don't let that big teddy bear act fool you, he got that body from somewhere.

[He was mostly teasing. Jonathan WAS a giant teddy bear. He was just also a teddy bear who would stand up and fight if need be. And he was good at it.]

I don't know. I could lie and say it'll never happen again, but truth be told, I don't have that kind of a hold on my temper yet. It's something I'm trying to work on, but I can't guarantee I won't fail.

I can say that I will make every attempt not to have a repeat.

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