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benny lafitte ([personal profile] tataille) wrote in [community profile] diademooc 2025-06-01 01:13 am (UTC)

[ Well, kid sure is resourceful, Benny will give him that.

It's a tense wait, though. Being outside of this building, being able to smell everything, everyone that's inside is starting to grate on his nerves, like sand under his skin. The hunger's really gnawing now that the scent is in his nose, sharp and hollow, and even with decades of control, it’s getting harder to ignore. He's about one wrong look away from being a problem.

He starts pacing, just to move his body, give his mind something to focus on - left, right, left, right, circle the car, turn around, left, right. Repeat.

Then the doors slide open, and there’s Jack - bright smile, thumbs up, jacket lumpy in a way that only means one thing. Benny straightens up, eyes narrowing, zeroing in on him, and relief hits like a gut punch, dragging a breath from him he didn’t need to take in the first place.

He hates that he needs this, hates that blood is what his body craves. Like, it's gross, man. Let's just be real. ]


You're a miracle worker, you know that? Reckon I owe you two life debts at this point. [ Add it to the pile, he guesses. ] Thanks.

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