as he walked over, atti reached for his drink, knowing he'd need one by the end of whatever speech he was about to give. he never took his gaze away from vin's face, looking all amused by his deranged ideas.
โwow, when I thought you couldn't get crazier.โ
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" nah nah think about it. "
he'd say as he began to walk back over, kneeling one knee on the cushion beside Attis thigh as he practically lent over him with a crazed look, feeling like a fucking genius.
" a massive hedge maze, fill it with humans and vampires โ something
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atti couldn't be bothered to stand up, he was too lazy. instead, he just followed the other around with his gaze, turning his head around, letting out a laugh.
โyou're crazy insane.โ
" I have just . . . thought of somethin' . . . "
snapping his fingers, he'd down the rest of the alcohol and stand, bringing his phone up, googling . . . something.
" oh my god I โ "
and if he wasn't already the most insane of them.
Vin suddenly walked off towards a window
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he let out a hum, leaning forward to leave his glass on the table in front of them.
โi love it when they're willing to be drained.โ
a beat, inspecting the other's face as a grin appeared on his own.
โi can't keep a dungeon, too lazy for that. i like the hunt.โ
" oh. absolutely. they like it. "
he'd readjust so he was sitting side by side to the younger, taking another sip as he sat back.
" but sometimes I just . . mmh, can't be bothered giving them what they want.
obviously they don't know that we don't keep them for very long
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โdo you ever drink straight from them? or do you just drain them?โ
atti preferred other ways to obtain his food, but he most definitely admired the system the Sforza's created from themselves.
" I don't keep shitty alcohol or humans you know this. "
he'd wink as he normally did before slowly using his abs to raise up into a sit, shaking his hair out and carding his free hand through it.
" gotta circulate 'em every month at / least / . . . if they don't die anyway. "
he chuckled at the picture on the screen, lightly shaking his head as he drank some more, keeping the liquid in his mouth for a moment before swallowing down.
โthey're funny.
with his free hand he pointed at the glass, staring down at the other vamp.
โreally good.โ
the blonde would let out a giggle, biting at his lower lip as he moved the phone so Atti could see it.
a meme, obviously, of himself that he'd found.
" so fuckin' stupid, man . . "
he'd mumble out with a grin, taking another sip and settling back down with a hum, lowering
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the sudden sense of movement and the mild scent of blood made atti open his eyes, accepting the drink without thinking, not a word on his side either. he'd also take a sip.
eyes flashing lilac for a moment . . and within a minute one of his vampires was walking over with two glasses.
whiskey infused blood taken straight from a ' cattle ' moments ago.
he'd not say any ' thank you ' though โ reaching out and taking it before taking a sip from it.
@saintlikehunt โno, I knew it. I just like getting in trouble.โ
once near the car, he opened up the door for her, waiting for her to get in to then step into the passenger seat.
@saintlikehunt โwe were in this same exact position before.โ
he wouldn't turn around completely, only his head, looking at her out the corner of his eye.
โezra and me, I told you we were always competing, no matter the context.โ
โwe've tried, thalia. we're broken forever, as hard as we try, it just never fully works.โ
and that'd be the end of it, at least on atti's side, turning around to stare out the window again.
โ
โiโm not worried. iโm not holding your past against you .โ
she fired back, gaze intense as it bored into his eyes.
โbut maybe heโd be ready to make amends, have you ever tried talking to him about it after all these years ?โ
โ
โi beat myself up about it for years.โ
he said sharply, playing the same game by walking back to where she was, leaving barely a space between them.
โyou don't have to worry.โ
โ
โbut you regret it .โ
that was more a statement than a question, hoping she was right about that gut feeling.
โyouโre โฆ two hundred years old ?โ
โ
โabout two centuries ago.โ
he rounded her, walking over to the window, taking a quick look outside like that could distract him.
โthat's how old I am.โ
โ
โthatโs cruel, even for you .โ
clicking her tongue. this day, it kept on spiraling, and she was honestly not sure how much more information sheโd be able to take in.
โhow long ago was it ?โ
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