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As much fun it would be to annoy her, he was too tired to. He went home with no woman today, because he was too hungry to wait till the morning. The stress in this house, and the stress of work cobned together sped up his appetite to consume. Instead of mocking her, insulting her, or any of such, he walked over her, took her free wrist and slipped a silver jewellry through her hand and made it slide down to her wrist -- resting there.
To admit it felt odd, these casual touching, it gave him a weird sensation. But nevertheless ignored it, releasing her wrist as he cleared his throat, "If you want to enjoy that lovely daylight, keep that thing on -- don't take it off." he told her in a serious tone, this wasn't fun and games, nor was it a gift of any sorts. No matter how much she hated him, if she wanted to live at least bit of normally, she would follow. The bangle was a small thin belt of silver, decorated with carved designs on it's outer surface.
http://www.silverflake.com/images/banglebracelete.jpg
It was no ordinary jewellry -- it was a protection against the wrath of sunlight. He had one too -- although more masculine, same goes for other vampires around the world. It was to avoid suspicion, and detection. Besides, everyone wore jewellry, well most. So it was barely noticeable.
The he looked around, past her painting, even in the midst of growing fatigue he had managed to utter one sentence that would surelt make her tick, "Make sure you clean up, don't miss a spot." he told her, like a mother telling a child to do things in a matter-of-factly before heading towards the stairs, loosening his tie as he yawned quietly, opening the door of his room, going inside and shutting it close.
To admit it felt odd, these casual touching, it gave him a weird sensation. But nevertheless ignored it, releasing her wrist as he cleared his throat, "If you want to enjoy that lovely daylight, keep that thing on -- don't take it off." he told her in a serious tone, this wasn't fun and games, nor was it a gift of any sorts. No matter how much she hated him, if she wanted to live at least bit of normally, she would follow. The bangle was a small thin belt of silver, decorated with carved designs on it's outer surface.
http://www.silverflake.com/images/banglebracelete.jpg
It was no ordinary jewellry -- it was a protection against the wrath of sunlight. He had one too -- although more masculine, same goes for other vampires around the world. It was to avoid suspicion, and detection. Besides, everyone wore jewellry, well most. So it was barely noticeable.
The he looked around, past her painting, even in the midst of growing fatigue he had managed to utter one sentence that would surelt make her tick, "Make sure you clean up, don't miss a spot." he told her, like a mother telling a child to do things in a matter-of-factly before heading towards the stairs, loosening his tie as he yawned quietly, opening the door of his room, going inside and shutting it close.