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Post by *Litte Snow on Aug 16, 2008 19:56:03 GMT -5
Litte folded her arms and glared at Gage. She could see the hunger in his eyes and she knew he was wanting to drink from James. She did a low growl in her throat and it was a threat all right. He so much as took a step near James with intentions of hurting him and he was going down. She didnt care if she was his sire or not. She would hurt him.
But she glanced at James when he stepped forward and spoke to Gage. That wasnt making things any easier. She didnt like threats going back and forth between the two. She stepped in the middle of them both and said, "Down boys! No fighting. Im the only one giving threats around here." She said and had on a serious face.
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Post by keylogger3 on Aug 16, 2008 20:21:24 GMT -5
Gage looked at James a little more with the hunger still in his eyes. He licked his lips as he ignored his words to him. All Gage wanted to do was bite into his neck and drink. He wasn’t going to kill him. His stomach growled as he ignored Litte’s growl. He licked his lips, but then Litte stepped in between them, telling them to stop fighting. He snapped out of his hunger but it was really hard to get the thoughts out of his head. There was only one thing to do now.
He clinched his fist up, swung at his head as hard as he could hitting it and knocking his full body to the near by wall. As his body flew his head went and made a huge hole in the wall. Gage just laid there with his head in the hole in the wall. Blood dripped from his head, neck, and fist and onto the floor. Gage wasn’t out cold; he was just getting his thoughts straight. He always did this to get thoughts out of his head. He just laid there bleeding for a while.
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Post by *James Silvius on Aug 18, 2008 1:59:04 GMT -5
James gave one last glare to Gage before he stopped. Litte didn't like this. He didn't want to upset her and he certainly didn't want to seem immature. He sighed and then nodded in defeat. "Fine. I'll behave," he said flatly. He backpedaled to his previous seat and flopped down on the hard wood. He kept his eyes on Gage who was still staring at him. James rolled his eyes but said nothing.
When the male vampire took a swing at himself and his head ended up in the wall, James cocked a brow and snorted. "It's a good look for you," he said under his breath and prayed Litte hadn't heard him. He tilted his head and gave Litte a questioning look. What are you going to do about this? James contemplated just leaving. He nearly did until he remembered that Gage was a mental patient. He was worried about Litte. He would simply stay and observe.
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