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"With the sheer number of people who could have doe it, good luck figuring out who even if it was arson." He snorted, amused. "What remains of their archives is pitiful. It's also unwarded, meaning some idiot mundane breaking in for shelter may now know." he wasn't too surprised that the council had messed up the clean up. Hm. maybe he could go hunt later. Blood from the source always tasted better than from the box, magically preserved or not.

"And I could do without the need to be met. God, I forgot what being a fledgling is like. It's ridiculous to have to consume so much." Needless to say, he was not a fan. However, his sire was not one to let him avoid it for long. For that matter, he was surprised said sire had had him tracked down yet. Maybe he hadn't recovered from the psychic backlash of having their bond severed. Brandon hadn't felt like being gentle, once he had figured out how.