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Yup I kinda think it would be a nice first clue for James, similar scent meaning same bloodline even if not the same Sire.
James presses himself closer to Dorian as the elder vampire regales the men with the tale of how James had been travelling with him all along and had come upon a slight misfortune when he decided to go his own way. The young blonde lowers his eyes when the men look over to him and they are quick to brush it off as a look of embarrassment while truly James is fearing recognition, he is certain that no one had witnessed him on the hunt but he cannot be too careful. With the attention of the men turned away from him once again lets his eyes wonder around the crowded room. In his mortal life he had never realised just how much people stank, their bodies jammed together in rooms so musky and warm that James was sure it should be hard to breath, although since he no longer has use for air he is not burdened by this.

The older man smiles at Dorian. "Been here for almost ten years Squire, this lil' town is part of the life blood helpin' provide for everyone. We may not be as big as New York or Boston but we do our fair share of the work." He begins to pack his pipe with tobacco. "All the farmers come with their trading goods and we send it back to England and in return we get tea and other good ol' home comforts." He lit up the pipe and took a deep draw. "What bought you over 'ere?"

The young vampire has completely tuned out of the conversation, his mind and eyes wondering aimlessly around the room until a scent grabs him, with no warning he pulls his hand from Dorian's and begins to follow the scent with little regard for anything else. He pushes and squeezes between people following the strange but intoxicating odour, it's not food, it's something else… Stepping out of the pub he sees a man and woman turning down an alley and knows the scent is coming from them. Racing after them he turns the corner in time to see the woman feeding from the man. James stands at the opening to the alley staring, fixated by the site.
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Righteo. I will see if I have time before work.

By the way aftwr today I may not respond for a few days. I have to re-format my entire novel :/
James, content after being fed walked alongside Dorian his eyes flicking around and inspecting his surroundings and the few towns folk that were about. They approached the tavern together and as the door opened the musky hot air from the tavern wafted out invading his nostrils and causing him to scrunch his nose in disgust. He pressed his side against Dorian as they walked through the tavern towards the men who were calling to the older vampire. The young blonde kept close to Dorian as he spoke to the men, they paid him no mind.

One of the men turned towards the bar. "John! Get our friend an ale!" He turned back towards Dorian. "So any luck tracking down our monster?" He inquired. "This town is getting quieter by the day, some people are moving on to other places. We have lost close to twenty people in a matter of weeks.”

James shifted uncertainly beside Dorian, these men had been hunting him and Dorian was so casual with them.It put the young man on edge. Especially when they began to inqure about "the monster". The blonde turned towards Dorian trying to catch his eye.
James approaches Dorian and lets the man fix him and his clothes, brushing off the straw. A cheeky grin comes across his face. "Never went to school so I wouldn't know." He steps closer to Dorian as the elder runs his fingers through his hair. His blue eyes glanced at the young woman trying to think if she represented something in his past, unable to think of anything he turns towards Dorian once again. He followed the older vampire towards the door. "Ah, and why are we asking questions? Don't we want people not to know me... I don't really want attention..." he was certain that no one apart from his dead victims had seen his face.

Dorian expressed the same concerns as they left the barn. Janes bit his lip with blunt teeth and pressed himself against Dorian's side. "I want to stay with you," he said softly. He did not like the idea of Dorian straying too far from him. He entwined his fingers with Dorian's. "And I know the town a little, I would help you." Pressed against Dorian he walked out onto the quiet streets. "I promise I am full and won't feed off of anyone." He really did not want to be sent away. Laughter could be heard from a nearby tavern and three men left it stumbling together as they headed home.
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