off injured sources there. Just make sure you dissociate them first. There are a couple of volunteer vamps studying medicine who locum there after hours, so they take care of any sources who get brought in. They also fix the coroner’s report if you get carried away. Most brutal attacks get blamed on bears and stuff like that, so don’t freak out if you lose control. We’re all about having fun at Cruor!”
Ari’s mouth was open and it was only when Clyde nudged her hard that she closed it. Sandra however was leaning in closer to Gwen, no longer looking at her as an adversary, but hanging off her every word.
“Well, I have to go,” said Gwen, moving towards a small room, atop of which was the sign Admin Office . “Last night we had a few vamps run a-muck at the campus club; the Vice Chancellor is coming for the arraignment. They took too much blood candy and made a mess of two students. Victoria wouldn’t have cared about the blood candy but the idiots left their sources hanging from the flag pole at the assembly meeting point. I’ve been out all morning lulling anyone who saw them; it’s been a disaster. Hopefully the fools will be expelled; if they get off with community service after I had to waste my entire morning cleaning up after them, I will be pissed.”
Instantly Ari felt sick. The way Gwen had said arraignment , left an odd foreboding feeling in the pit of her stomach. There was also something about the casual way in which Gwen spoke about blood candy… not as if it were taboo, more like she was angry at the fact that she’d had to clean up after someone else’s mess. Ari was reminded of a conversation she’d walked in on at the Elder’s Halloween party, when two vampires had been using the drug: Everyone does it, it’s just that no one talks about it. That was what the girls had said. Ari couldn’t help but draw parallels with the way those girls had spoken about blood candy, and the way which Gwen was talking about it now. It was confusing that such a substance hadn’t been banned in the vampire community, especially seeing as it made fully grown vampires act like fledglings. But Ari had no chance to talk about it; at that point Gwen had grabbed some forms for the coven to fill in.
As soon as the coven had signed all the appropriate paperwork, Ragon led Ari up the stairs to his assigned room. She could tell by the restrained way that he walked and kept glances over his shoulder, that he was hungry. Suddenly Ragon stopped halfway along the second floor and pushed the door nearest him open.
The room itself was very accommodating; there was a large four poster bed in one corner, with a bare mattress, and opposite this a long wooden desk. Next to the desk was a built in wardrobe and a small door that led to a private bathroom. Ari couldn’t help but gape at the size of the room. She had lived on campus once before in Australia, but her room had been shoebox sized, and she’d had to share a bathroom with the rest of the floor. She waited until after they were inside his new room before rounding on him.
“I’m sorry,” said Ragon, sweeping her closer to him and kissing her before she could protest. “I’m starving; I asked about when it got dark because I need to hunt.”
“You’re apologising to a pet?” she asked, unable to hide the condescension from her voice.
“Not a pet… a soul mate. I couldn’t correct her about what you mean to me. Vampires don’t have girlfriends, they have sources. Besides, Gwen is the senior resident; that means that she reports to the Vice Chancellor. Thomas may be close with Victoria, but I don’t want her to know about our unusual relationship. It was bad enough that Thomas had to mention that I was not to be parted from you, but if anyone ever knew that you weren’t a source, it would be bad.”
Ari considered this, cocking her head to one side so as to gauge Ragon’s expression.
“But Patrick
Ari’s mouth was open and it was only when Clyde nudged her hard that she closed it. Sandra however was leaning in closer to Gwen, no longer looking at her as an adversary, but hanging off her every word.
“Well, I have to go,” said Gwen, moving towards a small room, atop of which was the sign Admin Office . “Last night we had a few vamps run a-muck at the campus club; the Vice Chancellor is coming for the arraignment. They took too much blood candy and made a mess of two students. Victoria wouldn’t have cared about the blood candy but the idiots left their sources hanging from the flag pole at the assembly meeting point. I’ve been out all morning lulling anyone who saw them; it’s been a disaster. Hopefully the fools will be expelled; if they get off with community service after I had to waste my entire morning cleaning up after them, I will be pissed.”
Instantly Ari felt sick. The way Gwen had said arraignment , left an odd foreboding feeling in the pit of her stomach. There was also something about the casual way in which Gwen spoke about blood candy… not as if it were taboo, more like she was angry at the fact that she’d had to clean up after someone else’s mess. Ari was reminded of a conversation she’d walked in on at the Elder’s Halloween party, when two vampires had been using the drug: Everyone does it, it’s just that no one talks about it. That was what the girls had said. Ari couldn’t help but draw parallels with the way those girls had spoken about blood candy, and the way which Gwen was talking about it now. It was confusing that such a substance hadn’t been banned in the vampire community, especially seeing as it made fully grown vampires act like fledglings. But Ari had no chance to talk about it; at that point Gwen had grabbed some forms for the coven to fill in.
As soon as the coven had signed all the appropriate paperwork, Ragon led Ari up the stairs to his assigned room. She could tell by the restrained way that he walked and kept glances over his shoulder, that he was hungry. Suddenly Ragon stopped halfway along the second floor and pushed the door nearest him open.
The room itself was very accommodating; there was a large four poster bed in one corner, with a bare mattress, and opposite this a long wooden desk. Next to the desk was a built in wardrobe and a small door that led to a private bathroom. Ari couldn’t help but gape at the size of the room. She had lived on campus once before in Australia, but her room had been shoebox sized, and she’d had to share a bathroom with the rest of the floor. She waited until after they were inside his new room before rounding on him.
“I’m sorry,” said Ragon, sweeping her closer to him and kissing her before she could protest. “I’m starving; I asked about when it got dark because I need to hunt.”
“You’re apologising to a pet?” she asked, unable to hide the condescension from her voice.
“Not a pet… a soul mate. I couldn’t correct her about what you mean to me. Vampires don’t have girlfriends, they have sources. Besides, Gwen is the senior resident; that means that she reports to the Vice Chancellor. Thomas may be close with Victoria, but I don’t want her to know about our unusual relationship. It was bad enough that Thomas had to mention that I was not to be parted from you, but if anyone ever knew that you weren’t a source, it would be bad.”
Ari considered this, cocking her head to one side so as to gauge Ragon’s expression.
“But Patrick
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