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Fickle Weaknesses
Marcellus
Jan. 12. 2021
Marcellus walked over to Angelus' suite in his home. Four robed girls followed him and he signaled them to wait outside as he pushed the doors open.
The room was dark. Only a few candlelights lit the room. It was a typical example of an uncivilized vampire's habitat. But even in the dimness of the room, their eyes met and Angelus yanked the bedsheets off himself.
One day he was going to taunt him with this, seeing how they'd all thought he needed to evolve. But now, he'd evolved a lot. Today wasn't the day for taunting, there were other wicked things he'd had in mind.
Angelus climbed down the bed when Marcellus approached. He groaned before sitting at the edge of the bed.
"Why are you in my room at this hour? It's just five in the morning."
"We need to talk."
"About
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