Nov. 5th, 2015

Hannibal

Nov. 5th, 2015 08:13 am
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It had been a few days since Michael had rescued Kersen from the vampires who had held him. The wounds made with silver were healing slowly, and now were mostly scars - like a months old wound on a human. He was back at the bar, happy for some distraction, but his mood was subdued. Tabitha had blurted "What's wrong with you?" as soon as she'd gotten a look at him, and he was almost embarrassed. He was, after all, not wearing a stitch of makeup. Not even eyeliner. No glitter.

He'd thought briefly about swinging in the other direction, getting all dressed up to try to make himself feel good by looking good. But in the end it had seemed like too much work, and a little sad. It was saying something, when even drag was a drag.

He assured Tabitha that he was fine, but he knew she didn't buy it, especially when he had no interest in singing or flirting and instead helped her tend bar.

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