[ He'd expected touch to be necessary. Or to at least see some sort of shift in the guy. But there wasn't anything as far as he could see. Before it had been a sneaking emotion that crept in under everything else, tied directly to what Dillon had been doing at the time. But this was different. And it felt wrong.
Jerry was never one for retreat. But thanks to Mason, he knew what his human soul was like. Mangled, desperate, weak. He'd worked too hard to be forced back to that. So as he started to feel Dillon's magic, his body starting to revert in ways he'd never thought possible, the vampire did the one thing he thought he'd never do. He ran. Not a sprint, but the sudden unnatural motion of a vampire. But the short burst lasted only long enough to get him up the first flight stairs before it failed him. But that didn't mean he stopped. ]
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[ He'd expected touch to be necessary. Or to at least see some sort of shift in the guy. But there wasn't anything as far as he could see. Before it had been a sneaking emotion that crept in under everything else, tied directly to what Dillon had been doing at the time. But this was different. And it felt wrong.
Jerry was never one for retreat. But thanks to Mason, he knew what his human soul was like. Mangled, desperate, weak. He'd worked too hard to be forced back to that. So as he started to feel Dillon's magic, his body starting to revert in ways he'd never thought possible, the vampire did the one thing he thought he'd never do. He ran. Not a sprint, but the sudden unnatural motion of a vampire. But the short burst lasted only long enough to get him up the first flight stairs before it failed him. But that didn't mean he stopped. ]