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Nick continued with his song, watching the sword bob in place as he tried to keep it steady.
"Five's the rambeau's in his boat, four sc-scores an acre... Three is a driver... Two shall be the lily of the day... Dressed in scarlet and greeno... The one, the one that's left alone, it no more shall be alone..."
The one, the one that's left alone, it no more shall be alone...
How fitting, considering his evil side was the one that sang the very last line in his head. He would never be alone so long as he allowed the nutty voice to remain in his mind.
How sad.

Sebastian sighed, thinking,as he sat on the step of the staircase,

It's alright, Nick. You've got me.
As if a hand was steadying his own, Nick's shaking hand balanced out for a moment, and the sword held out in front of him stopped shaking. Then he let out a weary, rasping sigh and let the katana drop to his side, rubbing his temples with a hand.

About a half hour of sitting on the step later ,Sebastian returned down stairs to the living room.

Nick had fallen into an uneasy sleep, although he was jolted awake by the sounds of Sebastian entering the room. His shoulders twitched and tensed instinctively as his large green gaze tracked his movements in the room.

Sebastian went and sat in a chair,and looked at you.

Nick was silent, watching him with a cautious and somewhat scared gaze. His shoulders jerked like he was unable to control them anymore and he closed his eyes again, taking a deep breath.

Sebastian wasen't sure what to do,he looked at the floor.

He wasn't aware of it, but he had dozed off again. This was only made clear to him when he found himself running through a forest, back in his old EMT uniform. He felt himself get tackled from behind, felt his throat getting ripped out by fangs he recognized-
He let out a screech and bolted upright, quickly slumping back again as the cry of fear turned into one of pain. His chest was on fire again, as was his neck, and he lay there, hardly daring to breathe.
Okay. No more sleeping, not for a while.

Sebastian stared over at Nick,Now curious if he made the boy mentally scarred or something

(Lol you think?)

Once the pain had faded a bit, he allowed himself to breathe again, panting hard. Nick stared up desperately at the ceiling as if it held some form of comfort (which it didn't) before squeezing his eyes closed again, the breath catching in his throat.

(i think he gave a bit more than that lol)
Sebastian looked at him still."I would consider taking you to a hospital,but what would the excuse be..you couldnt use the real one.."(:Nick: "hello ma'm this crazy vampire attacked me,thats why am here" :her: "sure you werent looking for the mental hospital?")

(Lulz)

He started at the sound of his voice, his frightened gaze flicking back over to Sebastian. He looked down, thinking as he clutched at his jerking and twitching shoulders like he was trying to stop them from moving. It wasn't working.
"C-can't think of an-any-anything," he mumbled hoarsely, staring vacantly at the floor. "Th-there is no excuse to ex-explain this... Th-this doesn't happen in a work r-riot..."
He said it quietly and almost sadly, like he would've enjoyed saying it under different circumstances.

"I'm still trying to figure out what made me do it." He whispered to himself,but it was loud enough for you to hear.

Nick studied him a moment with a dull green gaze before curling up slightly on the couch, still shivering uncontrollably.

Sebastian looked at him,thinking of things,things like would he ever see the end of this,and if they were even the slightest bit friends,or strangers,stuff like that.

He closed his eyes again, finally giving up on making his twitching shoulders stop. He didn't really care anymore.
After a few minutes he opened his eyes and scratched at a little dark red splotch on Reaper's blade. Then something happened that had never happened before.
His hand slipped and he gave himself a thin cut on his finger.
His hand NEVER slipped, especially when handling the sword.
Ignoring the little red mark on his finger, he held his katana close, hugging it to him (although he was careful this time to not touch anything injured) and rocked slightly, looking extremely downtrodden and morose.

Sebastian was a confused little puppy,he had no idea what to do,he knew Nick didnt trust him,and probably wouldnt for a long time,he looked down at his red and black sneakers,thinking,wondering,confused.

He sighed, his shoulders twitching sadly like he was dying beetle on its back. He gulped, scratching his neck carefully, accidentally smearing little traces of blood from his finger on the pale skin.
But he didn't care anymore.

(it would be so awkward if Ry came to visit now.)
Sebastian didnt notice Nick had smeared blood on his neck,he just sat there.