Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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“Oh, shut up Beltrano,” Caleb said, eyeing every mundane hungrily – today he wasn’t in the mood to cover up his intentions. No, he just wanted to rip into someone’s throat without the hassle or the pretence. He wanted to go back to basic instincts for once and give in. “I wouldn’t suggest Soho, unless you want a really bad trip,” Caleb laughed, drug fuelled blood was never a good idea.

Thinking about the question a little more seriously, he hummed to himself before deciding to catch up to the vampire easily he tapped him on the shoulder. “For drunk blood bags, how about downtown Manhattan plenty of good drunk snacks stumbling out of the bars and clubs.”

“Fuck snacks. I want a three course meal.” Gerard told at the vampire. He was hungry and he wasn’t just going to settle for a litre or two, he want the whole enchilada. Sure Artemis would probably be pissed off if she found out but hey it’s wasn’t the last mundane he had killed and it wouldn’t be the last.  "Sounds good, let’s go.“

Once they reached Lower Manhattan Gerard searched through the crowd trying to find someone drunk enough and stupid enough for him to eat. Then he saw a girl tottering through the crowd, one high heel in hand as she yelled goodbye at her friend, without a word to Caleb Gerard compelled the girl into the nearest alleyway. 

"Well hello handsome” She giggled as he pinned her to the wall lifting her head to expose her neck, quickly sinking his fangs into her neck. She moaned in excitement, still compelled, while Gerard eagerly hungrily drank from her. Although drunk he was experienced and he could have easily stopped leaving her unconscious but alive, he chose not to. Instead draining her of every drop before pulling his fangs from her neck and allowing her pale dead body to drop to the ground. Happy but still hungry Gerard emerged from the alley looking for his next meal. 

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Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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“I’m just full of great ideas,” Caleb said proudly, taking the bottle he was drinking and sliding off the bar stool he’d been sitting on. Running a hand through his hair, he followed the other vampire out. “Of course, I’m coming – there’s no rush after all. Or is there?”

“The faster you move, the faster I can eat” Gerard replied as Caleb walked behind him. “Any where you would suggest for a midnight snack?” He asked taking a swig of rum. 

Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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“Shhh … don’t say those words to me,” Caleb said, pressing a finger to his lips and finishing his drink. No, he couldn’t be falling for Ophelia … no, love in that sense wasn’t part of his vocabulary. “Killing various someone’s sounds like more than a good idea ,” Caleb agreed with a small sigh, “The drunker the better.”

Gerard shrugging finished his rum, happy to drop the subject. For now. “Various someone’s sounds good. Drunk or not.” Standing up he grabbed the bottle of rum and walked confidently towards the bar door. “Coming, Le Feuvre?” He called after Caleb as he opened the door walking through it. 

Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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“Never been interested in clan, never wanted to join one … no offence,” Caleb said taking a long sip with a shrug. He gulped down the swig of whiskey with a grimace as the vampire explained what he had meant. Caleb groaned shaking his head, till it was resting on the bar, “Don’t say that to me, not that word, what would I even do with that …” he mumbled, dragging the glass closer towards him. 

“None taken.” He murmured smiling to himself as he watched Caleb’s reaction before drinking more of his rum. “Up to you what you do with it. I’m not the one falling in love with the raven haired warlock.” Gerard looked around the pub before facing the vampire again “Fancy killing someone?”

Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Caleb sighed after ordering another bottle of whiskey for himself and pouring into the glass. Personally, Cale had never actually seen the point in clans but he nodded along with a small shrug besides he could tell that the other was lying, he was drinking far too much to be telling the truth and secondly if he was Gerard he certainly wouldn’t say anything either.

“What the fuck is ‘the first fall’ meant to bloody mean?” Caleb growled looking at the other vampire, frowning shaking his head. 

“Yes I know you don’t like clans, but you don’t have to live with one so you don’t get a say.” Gerard told the vampire taking another sip of rum. “I probably should have said the first step, probably would have made far more sense but my mouth was running away. First step to falling. The big L word.” He wiggled his eyebrows downing the rum and just as quickly refilling the glass. 

Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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He and Gerardo had the same idea as they looked around the bar hungrily, but they were wiser than just to attack someone in the bar. Although they could compel the bar, there were CCTV cameras lurking in the corners. Would he have stayed in Gerard’s position? Caleb didn’t actually know, to instead just shrugged in response.

“Yes but to be fair I was only there because I had work to do,” Caleb scoffed, “That was really my only purpose and once the work was done and I had attracted too  much attention, I left. So why did you go there in the first place and why did  you leave?” Rolling his eyes at the vampire, he finished his glass. “No when I say Nephilim I mean the Nephilim, Carstairs wasn’t the only focus of my attention, there were others too like Blackthorn. As for Ophelia it’s … complicated …. we understand each other …”

“We’re a nomadic clan Caleb, surely you understand the meaning we travel from place to place. That time we were just going to New Orleans no reason, and yes I knew the pack was there but that had never stopped us before why would it stop us now?” Gerard asked filling up his glass “The reason we left was no different to the reason we came.” He shrugged it was a white lie but he wasn’t going to divulge any further. 

He sipped at the rum “Ah of course, I forgot the L.A. Institute had so many Nephilim to mess with.” Nodding “Understanding. The first fall.”

Alcoholic Tales|| Gerardo and Caleb

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“We wouldn’t appreciate anything else would we? I imagine so, beside she’s a werewolf that’s double the temper,” Caleb mused, impressed by the fact that even though the other vampire’s hands were shaking considerably, he wasn’t losing a single drop. Downing his glass again quickly, he poured another. “You just had to go, why? You could have stayed, I don’t see any impediment that would have stopped you from staying there.”

“Which one? Ophelia’s or Carstairs?” Caleb offered up, with a wry smile before sighing and leaning back in his chair again, “I suppose you mean Carstairs, right?” Deep down, Caleb knew that Gerard was asking  about Carstairs, he looked into the wine for a moment thinking – the colour was making him hungry again but he was just distracting him. “We met in more professional circumstances, I was maiming and murdering my way through L.A. obviously the Nephilim like to meddle – I was in a less than gracious when they confronted me. I stayed while there was work in L.A., in my spare time purposely irritating the Nephilim. She’s got quite a temper on her too.”

“Very big temper. But anything else would be annoying and disappointing.” Gerard agreed draining the bottle into his glass before taking a sip, the alcohol was making him feel peckish. Although the bar was filled with food but despite being completely off his head he knew draining someone in the bar was not the best idea, especially with CCTV cameras everywhere. Looking back up at the vampire he asked “Would you have stayed?”

Gerard nodded continuously as Cale told his tale. “They always have a temper. So you left once your work was done? And you asked why I left?” He said before pulling the barman over as he walked past demanding a bottle of rum before releasing the man “When you say irritating the Nephilim you mean Carstairs correct? And think I’ve forgotten your little love fest with Miss Ophelia Black.” Gerardo added turning back to the vampire.