Nex's Room! Do Not Enter!

*Photograph by me; Location: Oak Alley plantation.


After leaving the living room, Nex walked into his room and sat down at a small table he had, and began to draw, 'leaving the world' he was in and 'entering' his own.. Silence consumed him as he worked, absentmindly running the pencil along the paper creating soft, faint, light gray lines that would soon form a picture

Luke walked to Nex door and knocked on it "we need to talk" he said with his hands in his pockets and his bright brown eyes calm for the talk they are about to have.

Nex didn't bother getting up to get the door "Come in" he muttered, his gaze never leaving the paper he held in his hand, the sound of a scratching pencil was the only noise in the dimly lit room, curtains were tied shut, blocking out any sunlight.

Luke opened the door and stood with his hands in his pockets "why do you hate me" he asked and watched him draw what he was drawing.

He remained silent as he moved his hand about the pencil, his expression was dark, so it was hard to tell what he was thinking.. Pondering in his head, he shifted in the chair and set the book down, eyes now on you.. An internal flame seeming to burn deep within them. "I do not hate you. But I do not trust or like you" he spoke, neither a frown nor a smile appeared on his pale face as he said these words. Leaning backwards, he tapped the back of the pencil on his knee, glaring daggers at you

Luke shrugged "either way you don't like me, why" he asked. He watched Nex as he glared at him with no emotion.

He turned in his chair and busied himself with the drawing, the sound of a pencil scratching against paper sounded once more. "I don't trust you, as I said... And, why are you bothering me." he grinned and stopped with the sketching, but keeping his eyes on the design he had sketched.

Luke looked at him "why don't you trust me and I am not going to ruin your relationship between you and your sister but I cant stay away from her" he said.

"How can you prove to me that you will /not/ hurt her" he stood up and stood right in front of you, his arms folded across his chest. "Show me that she will not be damaged if this were to end, Tell me you will love her always and that you won't get in her way with feeding! I know she told you, otherwise she wouldn't be around you right now.. I can tell she still hasn't taken blood from a human" his grin turned into a frown and he went back to his chair folding one leg over the other, slinking back in the chair, resting his chin on his hand.

Luke breathed "I wont hurt her because I wouldn't dream of it. It wont end so she wont be damaged. I will love her always and I wont because I would never get in the way of what she needed to do, its her business" he said watching him.

Scowling, he tapped his fingers against his cheek "leave my room, before you anger me" he spoke with a stern, annoyed tone and went back to sketching. "If she dies or gets hurt.. You are the one I will come after." he stated quietly. "while your at it, make sure she feeds." he opened a drawer and pulled out a small plastic bag with a sticky, warm liquid in it and tossed it to you.

Luke nodded and caught the plastic bag in his hands. He waved his hand and walked back down stairs looking for his sister.