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She was almost blinded by her anger, a welcomed foe in a deserted land and the animator found herself compiling a list, where she could, of the crimes Jean-Claude had committed, if she’d be allowed to get a warrant for his execution. Of how she could save everyone else. Those thoughts plagued her even when his cold hand took hold of her. 

“I might just kill him myself,” Anita grunted, flinching at his touch and how pale his hands were. She pulled herself from out of her funk to really look at the vampire, from his even paler skin even as it shone in the darkness to how deep and sharp his eyes were. By the time she realized that he hadn’t ate he was sitting and appeared calmer than before, although she couldn’t shake the wild look that she had seen in his eyes.

“When’s the last time you ate?”

“I agree that if he does not stop doing what he is doing and that is including the fact that he has forced things upon you and is still trying to force you into being with him then he should be destroyed but I do not want to risk you dying along with him.” He sighed and ran a hand over his face before looking at her as she asked when he last ate. 

It had actually been a few days, he was one to not consume blood every day. “It has been a few days.” He admitted to her as he looked down at his hands and realised that he was much paler than normal, he was whiter than her right now and it actually had him laughing at the fact. “Im almost as pale as Jean-Claude….even when he feeds he is pale.”