"Just trust yourself. Apparently it gets you a long way."

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OOC:*is now very confused* what exactly is the "plot"...

Dark listened, something she was now becoming accustomed to.

((Well, the plot… Basically Dorian is new to being a Vampire and has lots of bad memories and things to get over… Just go with the flow really^^))

Dorian’s eyes glazed over, memories flitted before him like visions, so real…
Nerine’s face so long ago… Wandering in the cold… A struggle in the rain… Blue eyes peering at him mockingly… His first taste of blood…
Once again he was lost…

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne was so confused. Dorian had beenso mean to her, but he was being nice to this elf. She shook her head and looked to the ground. She felt alone. She didn't like that feeling, but she felt it everyday.

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Dorian arched a brow at Amara’s dejected figure, his eyes still crimson, he dragged himself out of his memories and tried to smile.
“Are you alright?”

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne slowly looked up to Dorian and looked into his eyes. "I... I don't know." She said, in a soft voice. She was quite surprised that Dorian was speaking to her... nicely. She wrapped her arms around herself and went back to her silence.

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He opened his mouth as if to say something, his eyes slightly guilty.
“I am sorry I… Was so… I am sorry I yelled…” he looked at his slender white hands “I wasn’t angry with you… I just…” He smiled apologetically.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne raised her hand up in front of her, as if to silence him. "You don't need to apologize..." She told him, just as softly as before. She sighed and smiled a little. "I understand that you don't trust me. I get that a lot. I just wanted to help you." She looked into his eyes, again.

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A faint frown appeared between his brows.
“I did not say I do not trust you.” A faint look of pain flittered across his face “I just… I cannot act as one might expect… As I am not the way one would expect. I am sorry you thought that, though.”

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne slowly nodded and looked down to her feet. "If you're willing to let me... I would like to help you. With anything." She looked back up and smiled, weakly.

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Once again, Dorian’s resolve weakened, his slight frame trembled all over, stress catching up with him, weariness taking hold of him, although he was not tired.
“You can find me a bed… And dress the wound on my neck…” He shot a glance at Kael, watching him with a glint of jealousy still in his scarlet eyes.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne smiled a little more and nodded. "Right this way." She slowly opened the door to the hallway and started walking out. She waited for him in the hallway, so he could catch up. "So, is the only wound that you want me to dress only on your neck?" She watched him.

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He laid a hand on his side and smiles bitterly “All other wounds heal. That is why I was afraid to show you earlier” his face looked sad “The neck wounds do not heal themselves though.”

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne smiled and nodded. "I understand." She walked slowly, leading him down the hall. After a few moments of walking, Lenne walked into an empty room and lit the candles that were already inside. She looked over her shoulder to Dorian and smiled more. "Is this fine?"

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He nodded gently, his crimson eyes fading to a beautiful dark again, his whole face relaxed but tired. A look of pain crossed his face and made his scarlet lips tremble as he looked back at Kael and Rhavaniel. Forcing his face away he smiled at Lenne and sat down on the bed.

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Those who find ugly meanings, in beautiful things, are corrupt without being charming. This is a fault. -Oscar Wilde-

Lenne got her dressing equipment out and set it on a nearby table. She bit her lip and looked to Dorian. "So... can I see the wound?" She asked him, in a sort of cautious fashion.

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