Midnight Snack; Open

[Tricia Carlington]

Tricia nodded to Gage and glanced over at a boy she had seen around. Her eyes followed him as he grabbed fruit and began to cut it up. Her eyes left him for a second to view her newest text message. Drunk -John. She nodded and sat her phone down on the counter and hopped up so she was sitting instead of standing there. "So I actually never met the guy. Did he seem nice?"

[/b]She took a huge bite out of her pizza and stared wide eyed at Gage. She actually didn't know where else to look until the boy cutting fruit spoke up. She glanced over at him and saw the blood. Biting her lip she frowned. "Would you like me to..." She paused and waved her hands around not sure what to say. Finally she found the right words. "Heal that?" It felt so weird asking people if they wanted to be healed. she much rather preferred to just be there when it was something major that needed to be healed rather than a small little choice they could have.

Tricia's cheeks burned red as the boy just went on cutting. She gave a small smile and lowered her head to texting her brother back. Mom's stupid. Anyway some guy just cut himself with a knife. I feel so alone without any friends... I mean I have a vegan, a guy that graduated and some dude cutting his fingers... I wish you where here right now. Tricia leaned back and set her Samsung on the counter and took another bite of her pizza. Maybe a friend would walk into the room or maybe this new guy would actually say something to her.

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[Zane Darvo]

Zane's gaze turned towards the girl named Tricia. He hadn't notice she asked him something. Looking at his finger, which was spotting a bit of blood, then back at the girl. "Uh. Sorry. Didn't hear you. But sure if you want to. you can heal it. My mind.... drifted. Normally I would say no.. pain doesn't even phase me really" He held out his hand, which she healed. He knew she saw those scars criss-crossing his arms. Once his hand was free, he went back to stabbing the fruit, and putting it in his mouth. "Thank you. Your name is Tricia, right?" He asked in a soft voice, smiling faintly.

His eyes kind of glazed over. Having a sudden memory flashing through his mind. He was having flashes of what happened in the accident. Dad losing control of the car, swerving through traffic before barreling into a ditch, the car rolling, his dad, mom, himself and Kiki screaming. then total silence. The heartbreak he felt when he knew Kiki and his parents were dead. He remembered waking up in the hospital, feeling totally empty and lost. Shaking his head he muttered a 'sorry' before bringing a hand to rub his face. He was surprised to fell wetness. "Dannati.Sorry again. Memory I wish I could forget'' Zane said in a sad tone cursing softly.

[Gage Briody]

As they talked, a boy entered the kitchen and proceeded to cut up some fruit. "He was alright. Pretty laid-back, I think. Acted like he was in a hurry." He paused, trying to place the words just right, "I mean, he kind of acted like the mad-scientists from old movies. Maybe he was just preoccupied, though. But hey, even if he is some crazy old guy, at least this place is still here. He's gotta be sane enough to pay the bills, right?" He shrugged it off, figuring it was better not to question it.

In the next second, the smell of blood hit the young werewolf's nose. His eyes lightened to a translucent gray and he could feel his body wanting to change. He sat almost stock still, not eating, not moving. He looked in the direction of the boy who had accidentally cut himself, repeating his inner mantra that he couldn't attack a student. One hand gripped the edge of the island counter so hard that his knuckles started turning white. His other hand was on his own knee, as if holding himself back. It was a struggle. When Tricia offered to heal him, he silently hoped it would be done quickly. That hopefully they wouldn't freak out and run away from him if they saw him getting so nervous.

Gage couldn't help his stare following the boy as he neared the blonde sitting near him. The closer he got, the more his nose burned. It was like straving and sittign right next to food that he couldn't have. That was the only way he knew to explain it. Once the wound was healed, Gage let out a breath that felt like he had been holding in for far too long. His hands loosened their grip and he took a bite of the pot roast on his plate, finsihing it off in only two bites. The rest of the food followed closely after. It was handy that it had been there. The smell of blood still lingered in his senses, but it was getting fainter, and easier to control himself.

"I think I should go." Gage's voice was low and raspy. He didn't mean to sound menacing. "It was nice to meet you, Tricia." He simply nodded to the boy, trying not to look him in the eyes. At the moment, the boy was seen as only food, and that wouldn't change until Gage had a proper hunt. He moved to the door and let himself out, nearly running when he got out the door.

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