Log; Ungoing

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When; Mid-Day
Rating; PG-13
Characters; Eben Olemaun (northerndark) & Stella Olemaun (ressurectnlight)
Summary; Eben and Stella are once again reunited and living in a run down apartment.
Log; The sun had shown bright that day, possibly brighter than any of the days he'd been living in the city, and that caused him to stay as far away from the windows as possible. Though the blinds were covering the light, Eben still hesitated to go near them when it was daylight. He'd felt like a hermit during the day, trapped inside when there was a beautiful world outside, but then at night when he was free to go outside, his mood didn't change. What good was it to be free when only darkness surrounded you?

But not all was at a loss. He'd once again found the love of his life, his wife, Stella, and still opted to protect and take care of her in this strange place. Though the situation had changed dramatically, Eben's intent hadn't. Still, he worried that his being with her was a bad idea. Despite that he hadn't become feral, there was that worry of his not drinking would soon change his demeanor. He wasn't going to drink blood, they'd have to force feed him, but just how long before it was out of his control?

If he didn't think about it then it wasn't a problem, but every day he grew thirstier and thirstier.

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The adjustment had been a hard on both of them, but the delicate nature of their relationship added a new heightened degree of grotesque pressure upon the reunited couple. Yet Stella had done her best to create some semblance of normality, taking great pains to reestablish a routine and prepare the meager ground floor apartment into suitable of their household with few crucial modifications. Wasn’t like Barrow, but then what was?

But with each passing day Stella noticed there was a new sharpness to Eben’s movements. Not the casual grace with which the Inuit moved that even after all these years made Stella’s heart flutter like a schoolgirl’s, but the deliberate stalk of a hungry animal bristling at its bars. Without words, she understood. Eben hated to be cage, hated the ever-tightening crush cities, hated unfamiliar territory, and hate the saw-toothed monster he’d become.

No, not a monster. He was still her husband. There was still some light in those black eyes yet. Surely, he wouldn’t hurt her…

So it had not gone unnoticed to Stella that Eben was as starved for daylight as he was for blood. But it was a delicate subject, and in as much as she loved him, Stella found herself unable to broach the topic with Eben until today. Setting abandoning her jacket and groceries on the table, the blond leaned in and kissing him hello, smiled, "Let’s go out tonight."

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Before he'd met up with Stella, Eben tried to find a way to escape the city, but he'd always wound up in the center. The damn place was just toying with him, he knew that, but it still didn't stop him from trying either. Even when he'd gone outside into the daylight and died (if that was dying) he'd wake up completely healed and once again in darkness. If the thirst wasn't going to drive him insane, it was going to be the city's pranks.

When his wife entered the apartment, Eben stood nearby and accepted her kiss with a gentle welcome. It was always her gentle, yet strong, appearance had Eben fall for her. Even when he met her for the first time while she was visiting Barrow, he never wanted to lose sight of her. When he did, he was crushed, but now that she was back, things couldn't have been happier for him... If only it were at a better time.

He did not, however, take too kindly the words she'd spoken. What had she meant by 'let's' and 'go out tonight'? If she was planning on forcing him to do something then Eben wouldn't have it. Looking down on her, a grim expression was the only emotion he showed back.