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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 4558413" data-attributes="member: 78265">With his hand on Clover's shoulder, they enter the Blood Bank. He nods, looking over the glasses and their red contents... He knows he should not be greedy, although he assumes they regularly stock up, he doesnt want to take their entire storage, just one or two for now should do...His expression is shockingly stoic, although he is a priest and always hated killing, the sterile stench and sight of death does nothing to bother him. However he soon stops in his tracks... thinks he hears a voice from one of the cadaver shelves... an enemy is inside.... AN ENEMY! "Sh.. stop.. stop, we're not safe girls... Leave it to me!" Koln says bravely, before bolting over to one of the shelves, opening it and looking inside"AH HA I FOUND YOU SCOUNDREL! YOU THOUGHT YOU WERE SMART ENOUGH TO SNEAK UP ON ME HMM?! PLAYIN DEAD WON'T SAVE Y-er... *poke poke* oh... Heh, no worries girls, our foe is dead." He says happily before returning to the shelves of jars. As if he were picking out a snack from a cupboard he takes a glass from the shelf. He opens the jar, lifting to his lips and drinks it as if it were a soda and, forgetting his manners, greedily licks out the bottom of the jar with his tongue while facing away from them. He turns, placing the empty jar on a table, rubbing his fanged smile with the back of his sleeve, "Ah... feel much better... " Feeling still slightly insane he turns to Clover, holding a fresh jar up in the air."Clover, now is the time to confess any and all sins.... if not we will start communion. When the supper was ended he took the cup, held it to his disciples and said, "This is my blood which was shed for you, drink it and remember me." He grins to himself... the words do not hurt him, not this time, he feels nothing... he is numb, it feels so good...</blockquote>

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