ext_115361 ([identity profile] virtued.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] taxonomites 2011-04-12 10:41 am (UTC)

the predator in me is put to shame by the predator in her;

"That'd be best," he concedes, grabbing hold of the body and slinging it over his shoulder before rising effortlessly to his feet as if his seventeen-year-old frame wasn't sporting something he shouldn't be able to lift on one shoulder like it were a beach towel. "Woods near the tomb. I'll hatch a shovel somewhere."

While there were a plethora of shovels back at the house, there was no way in hell Stefan was going back there right now. The blood on him would alert Damon, even if he made a point not to make any noise. And God, the blood. As bland as the taste of the Extras may be, it's warm in his stomach and it's been a good long while since Stefan's fed from someone and drained them dry. On top of having started drinking human blood again, this is going to have him ansty and debating vervaining himself for days to come. He could be such an idiot at times.

"Let's go." Stefan's used to taking charge of situations, but not so much leading where Katherine's concerned. He's half-hoping she'll refrain from following, but he's not foolish enough to think she'll turn away from him so easily after what he'd initiated.

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