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~The Lasting Version~ It is late autumn. The trees surrounding Eliatha University are bare, and the streets are swept clean for the coming of finals. In this time, Lukas has not visited _________________. He has not found the courage to face her and ask her why she did what she did. The easiest way will be to ask Mathias to ask her, but Lukas knows that is being selfish and cowardly. He will not take this route, though he has little other options to choose from. Another easy option would be to convince himself that she was drunk and could not make rational decisions on the fly. Perhaps she saw it as a friendly gesture, a way of thanking him

~The Longing Version~ There is one particular section in his textbook Lukas finds himself flipping back to from time to time. He has studied this section several times over since it was a required area of study back in his anatomy days. However, even after the second grueling year of med school passed, he has flipped to this section enough times that the spine has become indented. The med student scowls. This is a problem. He cannot afford to have anyone—Mathias most of all—stealing this book. Lukas is the type of person who keeps things orderly and neat, concise and proper. If Mathias steals this book and drops it onto this sec

~The Smart Version~ Autumn is young. The air can barely be considered crisp as it can be considered nippy. The temperature is just right: not too hot, not too cold. Today is a perfect day for a walk; however, regardless of how lovely of a day it is, there is much studying and preparation to be done. Lukas Bondevik is a busy man, and like all busy people, time is precious to him; it is something that cannot be returned, created, or given back. It is unfortunate, but just like most inconveniences barring his path, Lukas finds a way to work around them or simply endure. One of these such inconveniences does not consist of the lack of time or t

            I closed my eyes. I had to choose carefully, so I chose…Lukas.            I look to Lukas wearily then looked back at Vladimir.            Vladimir sighed. “Ce păcat...” He stood up. “She’s all yours, Norge.” He said then seamed to evaporate into the shadows.            Arthur nodded to me again and, without a word, dissolved out of his seat in a puff of smoke.            I stiffened and grabbing my seat, eyes wide.            Lukas stood as well, but instead of vanishing he walked towards me. As he moved towards me, the candles flickered and turned blue. Another thing, the temper

     Lukas pulls away slightly and stares at (y/n) in shock. She has never even shown the slightest interest, in his eyes, and now she’s kissing him in his most frightful form. "(y-y/n)," he says in shock. A blush rests noticeably on his pale cheeks.     (y/n) grabs Tino's hand and leads him past Ivan. Lukas follows quickly behind them. He needs to talk to (y/n) more than ever now. "Lukas," (y/n) calls behind her as she heads to the room she slept in last night, "we should explain things to Tino, right?"     “I want to get out of here before anything bad happens,” Lukas replies without answering her question.     &ldqu

     (y/n) wakes up to the feeling of someone rubbing their hands up and down her arms. She stays perfectly still for a moment as she tries to remember where she is and what she’s doing here. “I always forget how soft human skin is,” a loud voice calls, though it’s not directed at her. (y/n) pulls away from the hands and turns to face Felix. “Your skin isn’t as soft as Torris’,” he whispers in her ear.     “Why don’t you go bother him then,” (y/n) mumbles as she sends Feliz a soft glare.     “Torris has like, to work really early in the morning. He’s not even he

     “Monsters?” (y/n) asks him angrily. Vladmir turns toward her and offers her a gentle smile. “Vlad? Tell him that they’re not monsters.”     “You’re going to get yourself into trouble, Puiule,” Vladimir tells her softly.     Ivan is already walking toward her, staring down at her smaller form. “You’re from the outside, aren’t you. That is being very rude of you, Vlad, to be bringing the outsiders into my home.”     “They’re very good friends of mine,” Vladimir tells him with a smile. “I raised the humans. Think I did I good job?”

     "This is as good as it gets, huh?" Arthur grumbles as he looked Vladimir over wearily. He stares at the vampire wrapped tightly in an old robe, the hood drawn over his head.     "This is for vhen the sun rises," Vladimir tells him with a smirk. "I don't vant to find myself in a vulnerable position."     "We're going to be taking an underground train into Ivan's territory," (y/n) informs him with a smile. "And he has the UV blockers around his kingdom."     "Then I just vant to look cool," Vladimir replies with a smirk.     "You look like a creep," Arthur tells him. He hops into the small car provided for them by Roderich. "Take i

     “How long do you intend to stay here?” Rodrich asks Vladimir as they sit upon the balcony under the setting sun. This is the only time of day the two can feel the sun’s warmth without risking being burned by the harsh UV waves. They both stare up at the multicolored sky as they sip their wine. “Vhy do you even vant to leave? I can offer you and zhose humans a chance to live like kings.”     “I already promised the Crusnik that I vould help him find his brothers,” Vladimir tells him quietly. “Ve need to get to the east and talk to the mystics. Someone’s locked Lukas’ memories u

     “You’ve really outdone yourself this time, Roderich,” Vladimir calls across the table. “Look at all these different meats!” He smiles up at his old friend and continues to dig into the meal set before him. “And this bread is so soft!”     “You don’t have to narrate your meal, Vlad,” Arthur grumbles as he loads his plate with seconds.     “Let him have some fun,” (y/n) tells him quietly. “He’s been a lonely parent for the past ten years. We should let him have some time with his friends.”     “Don’t let Vlad have too much fun&hellip