Shroud of Death~A Vampire RP

William looked at her in alarm, and handed her the jar, before saying "If you don't want it, you can just set it down on the table next to you." He tried comforting her by stating "The nightmares aren't real or in the past, don't worry about them."

Ivanca gratefully took a sip of the drink as it was handed to her, but stopped as his words failed to comfort her. "No," She corrected, "The memories are not only of things that have happened, but was is to come." She stated truthfully.
 
Ivanca gratefully took a sip of the drink as it was handed to her, but stopped as his words failed to comfort her. "No," She corrected, "The memories are not only of things that have happened, but was is to come." She stated truthfully.
William smiled, and replied "Well, I suppose we should just fight the things to come. The future is shaped by our actions, not by prophecies." He then asked concerned "Your foot feeling any better?"
 
William smiled, and replied "Well, I suppose we should just fight the things to come. The future is shaped by our actions, not by prophecies." He then asked concerned "Your foot feeling any better?"

"No." Ivanca replied honestly. "When a vampire is injured by Crimson Curse it takes as long for them to heal as it would a human. It will quite a while before it is healed... What about you?" She returned being reminded of her concern for him.
 
"No." Ivanca replied honestly. "When a vampire is injured by Crimson Curse it takes as long for them to heal as it would a human. It will quite a while before it is healed... What about you?" She returned being reminded of her concern for him.
William answered quickly, as to avoid too much focus on himself, "Yes, it is still wounded, my side hurts. But it's bandaged up." He sat down next to her, though giving her personal space. He just wanted to show he cared for her.
 
Jonathan smiled, and stated determinedly "I guess I'll just keep on trying."

"Whatever." Sarah said, rolling her eyes. She took her knife and started slicing the big bear. She too a big piece of meat that had a little fat on it and walked back to her camp, where the fire was stil burning brightly. She stripped a slim, but sturdy beach of the bark and stuck it through the bear meat. She held it up with two sticks and let it roast over the fire. (Let Jonothan come.)
 

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