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Post by Rico Attendant Darky on Sept 23, 2009 21:58:55 GMT
Oz had been working again, and he'd approached his work with a new found energy. He was better, had to be better, he'd stopped sneezing and everything, a little insomnia sure but that was to be expected right? Maybe, but the truth was Oz was lying. He knew well he'd been getting worse, and acting like it was nothing. He'd been avoiding Dyr however, not wanting to infect her or have her find out what the problem was.
He was in the infirmary, just testing on samples and the likes and taking peoples blood. There was such a small amount though he could repress that oh so lovely smell from bothering his nose. Well he could repress it until one of the patients tripped in they;re exhaustion and cut they're hand on some glass they'd been holding. Oz winced as the patient held his hand up to his face and took a step back, his face going white, throat dry adrenalin pumping
"Doctor can you, um, take over for a minute?" he asked his voice horse as he dived into the restrooms and locked himself in a stall before leaning against the wall and pulling up his sleeve, making just a small incision over a number of scabs under a small bandage and started sucking on it, biting into it, his breath coming in shallow lustful gasps as the sweet salt mix met his tongue and soothed his throat...fuck this wasn't good.
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Post by Kinsey Daimon on Sept 23, 2009 23:34:46 GMT
Kinsey sighed in annoyance as she walked down the hallway. She was irritated. She was healthy! But she was told to stay here! She wasn't immune. She had to stay in case she got it again. Great idea geniuses! Keep her in an area full of sick people! Ugh she just wanted to get out of this forsaken place! Was that so wrong? She didn't even want to think about what would happen if she caught the virus again. She already had a close shave with that one guy. He almost killed her! And she saw what some of the higher levels were like. And she didnt' want to become one of them. But who was she to argue with the law? Kinsey walked into the restroom and froze as she heard something. She wasn't sure what it was but she grew nervous. "Hello?" she asked as she walked further in...
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Post by Oz Bellamy on Sept 23, 2009 23:51:57 GMT
Oz jumped as he heard someone's voice from the other side of the stall, he was about to pull the plaster back over his arm, but he could smell her, her blood, her scent, that oh so sweet scent of human life, the sound of her heart beating gently against her chest, quickening ever so slightly with nerves. He bit deeper into his arm, deeper than he'd meant to, agony swelled through it, causing his eyes to water but the taste so sweet and the thirst...the thirst...it was maddening...
Oz closed his eyes tight and forced his arm from his mouth and re-plastered it, his hands shaking as he winced a little and licked what remained from his lips, wiping his mouth for good measure. He pulled back down his sleeve but could feel a small trickle of blood seep past the plaster, it wouldn't be long before it stained his jumper, he needed to get it stitched soon. He went to the skin and washed his hands, pretending to have used the toilet and shot her a nervous smile keeping his arm as best from view, his skin a sickly pale with dark rings under his eyes with his whole figure shaking like a leaf
"Hey, I heard the vaccine worked for you, congrats" Oz grinned but his eyes were dim "Guess that makes the two of us, I went down to a level one" he lied almost flawlessly
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Post by Kinsey Daimon on Sept 24, 2009 1:09:45 GMT
Kinsey cocked her head as he came out. She knew he was lying about the vaccine. He looked worse if nothing else. He looked like hell to be honest! "Your arm..." she said softly looking down at the blood and the plaster. She looked back up at his face eyes stern. "Are you okay?" she asked concerned, putting a hand on his shoulder not knowing that was a bad move. "Your sick. I mean your tired and pale and shaking. What's wrong?" she asked just generally concerned about the guy...
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Post by Oz Bellamy on Sept 24, 2009 2:24:08 GMT
Oz glanced down at his arm and pulled his sleeve over the plaster and gave her a vague smile "It's nothing." he shrugged "Cut it on some glass by mistake."
Oz turned to the mirror and spotted a small drop of blood on his lip and wiped that away with his sleeve quickly and shook his head with a small sound of irritation in his throat before looking back at her and met her gaze, making it look as sincere as he could behind tired eyes "Yes, I'm perfectly fine, a bit over worked but nothing serious." he told her with the smallest hint of a smile
"I'm not sick, a little, but really I'm fine." he nodded "No I need to get this sti-" he broke off as she touched his shoulder, the scent overwhelming, he could feel his mouth water as his gaze traced along blue vain's in her arm, he didn't even notice he'd chewed his bottom lip hard enough it bled and started sucking on it before jerking back from her "Nothing's wrong." he said again still licking at his bottom lip...fuck he had to hide this better than Dyr! He'd loose everything if he didn't!
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Post by Kinsey Daimon on Sept 24, 2009 23:45:05 GMT
Kinsey raised an eyebrow at the other. "You are a terrible liar." she said laughing softly. "Really? If its a secret, my lips are sealed. But you really can't lie to yourself like that. Even doctors have to see a doctor at some point." she said moving her hand away from his shoulder. Something bugged her about the way he looked at it. She was worried about him. He seemed to be getting worse everytime she saw him. This was bad...
((Crappy post! Crappy post!))
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