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[color=007236][u][h2]Vellion Hurst[/h2][/u][/COLOR][hr][COLOR=#C0C0C0]Outside Eye of the Beholder.[/COLOR]
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And things had been going so well... Vellion was forced to quickly retreat inwards for a moment, holding himself completely still and silent as he battled for self control. His vision grew dim and his thoughts a blurry mess, he feared any movement or retaliation would result in him caving to base desires. 

Oh but how easy and satisfying it would be to take just one bite of this fool. In a sudden burst he could catch them all off guard and open any number of arteries in a second. Oh how they called to him, not as sweetly as as the one beneath his fingertip, but they called to him nonetheless. 
He could practically taste it already, almost feel the warmth on his skin as the man's blood pumped out of his neck pouring all over Vellion, feeding him, sustaining him, empowering him.
Such a prospect was hard to refuse, especially when every cell of his being begged for it, demanded it. He could see it all happening in his minds eye, many times in many glorious satisfying ways.

It took him a while but he slowly anchor himself. His vision coming back to life, eyes run looking down across the woman's arm, trailing the path of the man's finger before throwing him a contempt glance of annoyance. Inwardly he smirk, this fool was not all wrong, Vellion did intend to consume her, at least a little bit.

[color=007236]"Are you drunk my friend. Wait, who is what bug?"[/COLOR] He mockingly ask. [color=007236]"The lady here has the sweetest inviting scent, are you saying she will consume me?"[/COLOR] He offers her a sly playfully questioning glance before turning back and putting a hint of scolding accusation in his tone.
[color=007236]"For I know you did not just compare my lady to a shit eating fly, blindly seeking rotten smells."[/COLOR]

Vellion gave a moments thought to the smell of decay. His sense of smell seemed to go first before his body wilted so he wasn't sure if it gave an odour or not. Hopefully he would feed soon and not have to find out.

[color=007236]"And are you supposed to be the spider?"[/COLOR]
Disgust and condescension growing evident in his voice as he lift his chin and squares his shoulders up to the man.
[color=007236]"Eager to devour us both?"[/COLOR]

Everything in his tone and body language was mocking and showed utter disregard and contempt for this man. He was far from done, a snarl tugging at his lips and malice burning in his eyes, more sharp words ready to pour from his lips but then the healer staggered into him pulling his attention and grip away. 

He blink from the sudden impact and as the darkness flash away, he found the healers outstretched arm in his tight blight born grip, her exposed wrist facing up, lips already starting to part. Quickly he drop it and growled at her.
[color=007236]"Watch yourself." [/COLOR]

He barely noticed the other woman's words but felt her take his arm and begin moving. Victory. A smug taunting grin was flashed at the man as he started to stroll away. The guards following caught his attention, a faint hint of infuriation raising in his gut, but his mind was hazy, he only had the focus for one thing at a time and right now it was holding himself together. He didn't want to seem eager but despite that he still insistently moves Amanya on.