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With the entrance of Orrick, Cornelius abruptly ended his cell phone conversation. Though arrogant himself, he knew much better than to get on the bad side of this one. With the entrance of the disoriented girl, he smiled coyly. He picked up a glass and grabbed her wrist. He adeptly slit the vein in her wrist with a ring he was wearing on his right index finger. The ring stretched the length of his finger and an inch an a half beyond ending in a sharp point. With practiced movements he managed to catch all the blood in the cup, dropping the arm once it was full. He sipped casually out of the cup watching the other vampires and taking in his surroundings, wondering what was next.
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Now the swinging bridge<br />Is quieted with creepers. . . <br />Like our tendrilled life. -Basho
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