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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 21, 2014 15:19:34 GMT -9
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 He didn't know what to do about this, it made him feel weird. But at least Al was back in here, and he felt okay. Mostly. Perhaps he needed to just shrug it off some other way. But like that'd even work. He might just be thinking too much on this one right now apparently. That sounded like something Attikus would do. After all his body was still getting used to this vampire thing. Or trying to make some form of sense about all of this. At least he had someone who would help him. Not that he knew what to do, it might not end up helping. Yet he had a feeling he might only get sick, he needed to eat something. Drink blood, or eat something. Whatever would make his stomach stop twisting like it did.
He glanced at his friend, trying to somehow ignore his growling tummy. Yes he wanted to give into things. And try to handle it different. But he was hungry, probably more on the vampire term of this. Because his body was not going to reject him ,yet his body did not entirely seem happy either. Go figure on that one. This was probably not his smartest idea now that he was thinking about it. Seriously just what was he doing, or what was he saying? Right nothing, Atti hadn't spoken up yet.
"I-I dunno. It feels strange, like I'm not hungry for food...? And these stupid fangs won't go away!" He grumbled and poked them, they were sticking out over his gums again. But he'd have to end up dealing with it. Even if he didn't entirely want to right now. This confused him, and made him a bit of a stressed out person. Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea. But his tummy grumbled again while he poked at the fangs in his mouth.
"Yea but it's okay...it's not bad." He might not have entirely healed, but did it even matter. He'd be alright soon enough. Or at least that was what he thought. Who knew what could he do, this was already a tad bit complicated. The thoughts going through his head might not be the best ones he had. |
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Post by Alastor Rhiel on Apr 21, 2014 17:10:09 GMT -9
VOICES WON'T GO AWAY they stay for days and days They say some awful things, ways to make you fade away Alastor's expression changed from concern to amusement. His lips curled upwards in a small smile, before a very faint laugh escaped him. Attikus fussing with his fangs and his inability to control, it had to be true that he was hungry for what only vampires were known to consume. For him to be at odds with these things, and truly ignorant to what it meant was cute in it's own way. He was like a new born child, whining over his teeth coming in.
Alastor turned and curled up onto the bed, sitting in front of Attikus and reaching out a hand to move the boy's fingers away from his mouth. "Stop poking at them." He said, his small smile still present in his features as he spoke. "If they won't go away, it means that you're craving blood." This didn't necessarily worry Al, as much as the fact that the boy's chest was still hurting some. It shouldn't be hurting at all if he'd drank enough of his blood, but he supposed that they could fix that now.
"Let's try not to make a habit of this. I'll give you something to sate yourself if this happens again, but for now.." Alastor lifted his right hand to his shirt, pulling the collar aside to expose his neck for Attikus to see. This side was fine, the stab wound having healed, where as the other was wrapped in bandages that would get in the way. "Go ahead." He instructed, nodding to Atti so he would know that it was okay. Alastor wouldn't have offered if it hadn't been. He knew what he was doing, and there was something about Attikus that made him just want to baby the poor boy until he was satisfied.
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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 22, 2014 5:14:22 GMT -9
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He didn't like having his fangs bothered like this, it hurt a little. Though he'd have to deal with it, and he knew that. Attikus was not human anymore, he had become a vampire within the past few hours. After sleeping for awhile his friend had woken him up. And he wished he'd be able to get some sleep. At the very least. But he would deal with that later. Attikus felt hungry again, and his stomach was flipping. That whole thing of being nervous about not being human anymore. It slightly stressed him out. What was he going to do about that. Would Al let him feed? Would Al have food for him? He wanted to whine but for now he did not. Atti tried to keep to himself.
He let Al move the hand and whimpered a bit. His fangs were annoying him, like they slightly started to hurt. What was he going to do? It might not end up helping him, or anything. The fangs needed to get food, or be taken care of. That was all this might really be about. He glanced at Al, and grumbled. "Would they really, well I want them to go away. It's annoying." Atti wouldn't mind the fangs if they weren't right there. After all almost cutting his tongue or lip was not something he needed. He'd rather end up avoiding it somehow. If that was even possible by this point really.
Atti moved closer to get a taste of that sweet blood. He wanted it, his mouth would have been drooling if he wasn't careful. So he just leaned down and sunk his fangs into the man's neck. Feeling the blood rush into his throat. The wound on his chest was starting to heal more, as he drank from him. This would be alright, he knew it would be. As much as he'd rather not think about that. Or drag himself into those things either right now. It just didn't seem to be a good idea, or maybe he wasn't thinking clearly enough. It was not something he might be entirely sure of. Atti only knew he was drinking from Al for what seemed like forever. Without a warning though he pulled back and licked over the wound.
He would not refuse blood from him if he offered. But still things were strange, and he barely knew what to say about any of this. What might he be getting into right about now. He might not be in the best area, but Atti felt better now that he finished drinking from Al. "I'm sorry..." He didn't want to disturb him, but this was better then biting a human right? Humans would end up dying if he wasn't careful. |
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Post by Alastor Rhiel on Apr 22, 2014 13:18:11 GMT -9
VOICES WON'T GO AWAY they stay for days and days They say some awful things, ways to make you fade away He couldn't have Attikus doing this to any human. It was better this way, for the red haired boy to feed off of him. However, he wasn't unaware of how this might be taken by anyone involved in this culture he was born into. Vampires would become jealous, perhaps even disgusted with him. The hunters might take it as him trying to manipulate this poor, newly turned human boy, forcing him to become addicted so he wouldn't have a choice but to in turn gobble up his every word. However, Attikus was a level C now. If Alastor really wanted to control him he would just by using his ability as a pureblood to give the boy no choices, but that wasn't what he wanted, especially not for Atti.
The feeling of the boy's fangs sinking into his flesh didn't insight pain, but a very faint pinch. Alastor didn't flinch at all from it, and instead moved his shirt aside just a tad further so Attikus would have his space. It didn't feel as strange to be bitten this time, in comparison to the last, however it did make him feel a bit weaker. Especially as Atti continued to pull blood from him, much longer this time than before, he found himself losing sight of the clear crisp images in front of him.
This was something he had offered. Alastor had too much pride to tell Attikus to stop for his own sake. Regardless of his social standing, he didn't feel as important at the moment. When Atti abruptly released his teeth from his neck, and ran his tongue along his warm flesh, Alastor was leaning forward onto him already. He dialed back, forcing himself to sit up straighter regardless how dazed he felt. The gentle lap of Attikus's tongue on his neck was actually soothing in its own way, and put him at ease, knowing that the boy would at least be sated now.
The bite marks healed much slower this time, though the bleeding did stop eventually as the small holes closed up and healed over. Alastor was glad that Atti didn't seem the type to be making a mess now. In that respect he wouldn't have to teach him manners in this area. The boy's apology however hadn't been expected, and it caused Alastor's brows to furrow as he stared off passed his shoulder, still trying to keep himself sitting up right. "Why would you be?" He didn't understand this, and as he swayed slightly on his imaginary boat he looked over at Atti, trying to see him clearly through his hindered vision.
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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 22, 2014 15:52:05 GMT -9
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Attikus tried to calm his stomach, it was better now mostly. But at the feeling he didn't know what to do. Seriously just what was he going to get into? Would he be alright, would all of this help him out. Either way he'd rather not dig into that. With a small groan he had pulled back, the fangs going away finally. It kinda hurt for them to go away. But he had dealt with that for at least right now. Maybe he almost didn't want to feed off of anyone else. Al was all he knew, all he wanted to know. And he'd rather not end up dealing with this. Perhaps. Maybe it might not end up changing on anything else right about now. Seriously he had a feeling he might not be so well off. He was turned now, no longer human. There would never be anything human about him. Right?
Yet right now he had a feeling those details weren't important. Attikus just groaned a bit, and stopped licking his friend's neck. There was no more blood, so at least he could relax now. He wouldn't have to deal with that smell. Or deal with anything, he'd be fine. Basically. Seriously what was he going to do with this stuff, it probably didn't matter much to begin with by this point. After all things were complicated enough. Atti had been turned by Al, and Al wanted to keep him safe now? At least. His body had wanted a lot, the boy was running through his feed phases. If that had made any sense.
He didn't know what to think, this person had leaned against him. Was he really okay? Did Atti hurt him? The thoughts going through his head made him want to stop. Make him stop and shut down, it just sounded nice right now. Majorly. Though he'd rather not communicate about that. It wasn't bound to help even if he did actually try to right now either. With a small sigh he glanced at his friend, and wanted to say something. But was he okay? Atti didn't mean to hurt him, and very idea of it made him want to hug him. Or something. Maybe react in a way he didn't entirely understand himself.
He tugged Al down to the bed, and made him stay on it by sitting on his lap. At the least this was all he could do. But maybe it wouldn't do much of anything either right now. "Just sit down...you know why." He hoped he did anyway. Atti didn't want to explain why this happened, or why he felt this way either. |
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Post by Alastor Rhiel on Apr 22, 2014 17:49:40 GMT -9
VOICES WON'T GO AWAY they stay for days and days They say some awful things, ways to make you fade away He put a hand on Atti's as he felt the boy tug him down. He didn't hardly try to protest as much as he could have, but mostly in part of the fact that he didn't want to intentionally use up his own energy to try. When he had gotten this weak he wasn't sure, but he knew then that he didn't like it, especially with how easy Attikus made it appear for him to hold him down this way.
He looked at him faintly displeased, but it was mostly watered down by the dazed look in his eyes. He tensed as Attikus sat on his lap, obviously a clear president to his will to keep him there. The fact that Attikus had the audacity to tell him what to do, it said something about his personality. Alastor considered then, that perhaps much of his humanity was still intact. This must have been why he had apologized. It was such a human thing to do.
Al's expression softened, his glare fading while he stared up at Atti and wondered if he should test himself and try to sit up. "I'm fine. You shouldn't worry about me so much. Besides..I have more work to do." This was somewhat of a lie. He did have a few more things to sort out, but most of them could wait until tomorrow night if he truly wanted them to. However, Alastor didn't like to procrastinate when it came to important things such as this, especially since much of it now involved Atti.
Alastor sighed dismally to himself, still staring up at Attikus from where he was forced to lay on the bed. He felt defeated and it wasn't pleasant. "Are you really going to make me stay in bed?" It wasn't like him to ask, but in this instance he simply had. Atti was different. Alastor, as predicted, was spoiling him.
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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 22, 2014 18:59:45 GMT -9
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He just laughed, and looked down at Atti. He didn't want to worry about him or anything right? For this boy it might not end up helping at this point. Who knew what he'd get into. Atti wouldn't think twice about sitting with him. This was already done. And it was not about to change either, so what could they do? Not a thing. Al wasn't going to get away from him, not now. Atti wanted to make him get to sleep. He couldn't handle this if he kept working his body too hard. Simply put. "Just stay you need rest. And you know it, that's all. So please rest..." That was all he could say. Atti didn't want to hurt this guy, or anything. But what would it end up doing. Right now he had a feeling it might not go so well either.
Atti felt that he might be slightly stressed this time. As much as he didn't entirely want to be anyway. Yes he could tell his friend was not happy but to him this didn't even matter. It would change soon enough, as far as he was concerned. Just seriously what was he going to do? With a small sigh he wondered what he would do. He felt so tired. And he almost wanted to pass out again. Sleeping sounded really good to him right now. But he refused to tell his friend that, Al didn't need to know it basically.
"Go to sleep. You need to go to sleep...Don't fight me. Or I will tie you down. Apparently I can probably do this now." He huffed again and only looked at him. What was he supposed to do about this? Right now anyway. "Yes I am." With that he was letting this go. It almost didn't matter now did it? He had his reasons to say certain things by this point anyway. Right now at least. Though did it matter, perhaps not. With a small sigh he'd just try to keep him there at least. For now this might not be bad, he just hoped Al would sleep.
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Post by Alastor Rhiel on Apr 23, 2014 3:20:59 GMT -9
VOICES WON'T GO AWAY they stay for days and days They say some awful things, ways to make you fade away Attikus was stubborn, however, when he thought about it he didn't quite remember the boy being anything different. "You haven't changed at all." He stated plainly, his own form of retort as he looked up at the boy and officially submitted to his insisting. It was still quite laughable that Atti thought he had authority over him, though perhaps in some way he did. Alastor wasn't getting up after all. He knew that he needed to rest, deep down, but he had a will strong enough to push himself up if he wanted. Somehow, that will was weaker in defense towards Attikus. Alastor wondered why this was, sincerely confused by it, however he felt far too absentminded to think about it too deeply.
"You can get off of me now. I won't get up, promise." He spoke sincerely, the faintest smile appearing in his features as he said this, however it fell as quickly as it appeared. It felt too unnatural to smile at the moment. The mention of 'work' a second ago reminded him of what he still had to do, and the fact that his parents weren't here. Was he surprised that they were gone? Not entirely, considering what had happened when he'd arrived here, but did that mean he felt nothing towards their absence? Apparently to a heartless, bloodthirsty vampire, relatives were still special and important.
After Attikus would move off of him, if he decided to do so, Alastor would turn over onto his side -regardless of how much it might have hurt his shoulder to do so. Looking Atti in the eye had suddenly made him feel uncomfortable, and in truth he felt so low that burying himself into a hole sounded nice as well. His behavior, or his aura rather, gave away far more than his lack of words. It was safe to say...Alastor was actually sad.
Resting his head on one of the pillows on the large queen size bed, the pureblood closed his eyes, hoping that perhaps if he pretended to be asleep that Attikus would think that he was. Fooling his friend, it wasn't very good of him, but all of the things running through his mind weren't things that he could say to Atti. He wanted to keep this boy as much in the dark as possible until he knew more about his situation. This too was most likely wrong of him, but he didn't know how else to protect him.
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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 23, 2014 15:40:38 GMT -9
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Of course he didn't change, that was never his style. And it'd probably never be. He almost had a feeling this might not matter. With a small sigh he only huffed then crossed his arms. Al better not be a stubborn butt, he needed to do something. And get somewhere. That was all, at this point anyway. Right? "Of course not! Not like one thing can make me change!" He laughed, and just moved a bit though he refused to get off of him. Why would he bother right now? He needed to hold him down and make sure he stayed there. No matter what he'd have to get some rest. For at least a few hours. That would be his only thing, and he'd not let Al get away. Not right now at the very least anyway. Perhaps.
He almost had to wonder if this was bad, or just ten times not good. Who knew right, after all it wasn't like they knew what might be waiting. Or what tomorrow would hold. The hunters might come here. Or they might not. It was one of those things that were all up in the air and he didn't know what to do about them either. Couldn't be that surprising now could it though. "You better not or I'll kick you in the face, got it!" He grumbled, and moved off of him though he was not moving far away from him. Nope he'd stay close to him for now. Trying to make sure he was not going to leave.
The boy did really hope he'd at least listen. And not do anything stupid. He did need to get a lot of sleep. As much as he'd probably rather not right now. Who knew, this was already slightly strange for him. Atti didn't think someone would listen to him. Most people never did. When he finally did rest, Atti moved over to him and just nuzzled up to his arm. He started to fall asleep. And he felt so weird, what was he getting into? This might not be bad. But he was also a bit tired, so his eyes were starting to drop as he held onto Al's arm.
He didn't even think that his friend could be trying to fool him. He wasn't about to let Al get away from him. Simple as that. He barely knew what to do, or where to go with this right now. Seriously just what was he going to do. This was not his home either. |
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Post by Alastor Rhiel on Apr 23, 2014 16:39:10 GMT -9
VOICES WON'T GO AWAY they stay for days and days They say some awful things, ways to make you fade away He could feel Atti plop onto the bed beside him, and as the boy slowly curled up to him Alastor couldn't help himself. Tempted to peek, he opened his eyes slowly, staring over at the red haired boy, his friend, as he nestled against his arm. The two of them were so different, and yet Alastor realized how much he might have missed this boy's company. When was the last time they'd even seen each other? Alastor couldn't recall the specific dates, but it felt like forever. He felt bad about this, that he'd been missing out, and he wondered if Attikus felt the same.
Truthfully, Alastor was surprised that Atti even seemed to care for him so much. He knew very little about him considering all of what Al had been hiding, and yet Attikus had tried to protect him today. He had never seen a human act this way towards a vampires before. Hunters protected each other, and their families, but there were so many prejudices still, especially towards those of his status. Attikus was so ignorant. Alastor wondered if he would have thought differently of him if he were raised as a true hunter like his uncle.
His breathing changed, Alastor noted. Was he asleep already?
"Attikus.." He muttered quietly, not wanting to wake the boy up if he was truly asleep, since he'd already done so once already. Carefully he lifted his hand, slender fingers just barely grazing over the boy's cheek. He was warm. It must have been from all of the blood. "I'm not going to leave." An after thought, said mostly to himself. He couldn't just disappear like his parents. He didn't have a choice, but he wouldn't regardless.
Alastor wouldn't.
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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 24, 2014 18:53:38 GMT -9
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He could only cuddle up to his friend some more, Atti was exhausted. And that was starting to become just a little bit obvious. Though it might not matter in the long run. Both of them were together, and he'd never let his friend go. Not since he finally found him again. Losing Al would hurt him, make him sick and so on. Probably. This was not something he wanted to deal with or attempt to dwell on. Where would that get him? He had already zoned out and fell asleep cuddled up against Al's arm and body. They hadn't seen each other for so long, he barely knew what to do. Why was he even here? This might not end up helping. Not at all. with a small groan he wondered just what they'd get into. Or how he'd get stuck in this thing. Perhaps when he woke up things would be back to normal. Maybe. It was not something he wanted to think about.
He felt a bit tired, even when he was sleeping. What could he do about this? It'd probably not end up helping much either. At least for right now. "Al..I'm sorry. Take care of yourself or I'll worry." He mumbled as he started to fall asleep a little more. He was completely out then and just nuzzled up against him. He would not let him go anywhere by now. That was pretty much just how this went. Nothing would change. Or at least that was what he thought. Perhaps he needed to turn this off a different way. Instead of pushing this. Perhaps. Who knew, he felt so weird, and completely lost either. Sighing lightly he seemed to be snoring suddenly. How he was so tired, and what not. The snoring didn't get any louder, it just kept on that lone tone with small purrs of comfort. He felt a lot better now, even with being turned.
The boy didn't even wake up feeling Al's fingers. He only kept on sleeping, the peaceful look he always had on his face was back again. Being turned had not changed him that much. Atti was still the same even with his blood loss that was worse then he liked anyway. This was just life for him, and he'd deal with it one way or another. At least that was what he thought. "Good..."He purred as he slept, and just moved to nuzzle up against him. This probably wasn't going to end up doing him any good right now. At least.
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Post by Alastor Rhiel on Apr 24, 2014 21:35:18 GMT -9
VOICES WON'T GO AWAY they stay for days and days They say some awful things, ways to make you fade away When Attikus moved Alastor retracted his hand in response, afraid that he'd woken up the boy or perhaps that he'd been caught while he was still awake and aware. However even as Atti spoke, Al could tell that he wasn't entirely with it. He moved his hand to his chest, holding onto the fabric of his own shirt so he wouldn't be tempted to touch Atti again, watching him carefully as he spoke and began inching towards him in his half sleep.
It was odd to him, to sleep with someone in the same bed, and to even have such close contact with another. He had such disconnect with most everyone else. It was far more natural to keep people at a distance, and it was also how he was raised. Not that his parents necessarily taught him to be egotistical about his status, it was just the way things were. He was a prince without the official title.
Alastor shut his eyes tightly as Attikus practically pressed against him, almost as if he were afraid. He could hurt him, or make Atti uncomfortable, neither of which he wanted. However as he felt the boy's faint deep breathes against his shirt he felt less fearful. Attikus was asleep, this he was certain of now, regardless of how he spoke. Though Alastor still found it so odd that he did talk in his sleep. Was this normal for him? Whatever the case Atti's presence, so near, and his form so warm, was comforting.
His eyes slowly opened once more, violet hues scanning over the boy and the red locks slightly hiding parts of his features. Maybe this was okay. He wouldn't get in trouble by anyone in his own home, especially with his parents gone. Reluctantly his hand released the front of his shirt. Alastor closing the distance between them, what little distance there had been, and nuzzled Atti's cheek until he was able to bury his features into the boy's shoulder. He could hide this way, and he preferred it. His hand that had once grasped onto his shirt reached over his friends waist, clinging onto the fabric of the shirt that he was borrowing.
"I'm sorry." He muttered, a faint whisper that was slightly muffled between them. His expression blank, empty, and distant. Though his eyes were sad, worried, even fearful still. He shut his lids once more, keeping his eyes closed so he wouldn't be able to see anymore. He didn't want to, even if it was just Attikus before him.
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Post by Attikus D'Arques on Apr 25, 2014 6:30:47 GMT -9
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Atti would remain fast asleep for the longest time. There would be no waking up, not for him. He needed rest after everything that had happened to him. Basically. But did people know what he thought? Or how he felt about being turned so suddenly. Probably not. Attikus had learned to make sense of it at the very least. Even if in Al's mind there might be stuff to worry about. He'd rather not worry over all of that. With a small sigh he settled down and went back to bed. His body was enjoying the time he got to rest. For now it seemed to be okay, what was he going to do? He barely heard him talk, or heard him do anything. For now Atti would be able to relax, and just sleep. Nothing bothering him. No people getting under his skin. So on and so forth at this point. That was all, yet he didn't know what to say about any of this really. How could he? Attikus had been human hours ago, so having fangs, the lust for blood. All of that.
It made it complicated, made him feel as if things weren't going to work out all that well. Maybe they never would, or maybe they would. It was one of those things he wasn't entirely aware of how to work it out. So for now he'd probably rather end up sleeping. That in general sounded liked a better idea to him. More or less. Yet he felt that he was a bit confused, his head didn't hurt. He was sleeping peacefully up against Al. Holding onto his arm a little bit at least, this wasn't going to be that dangerous for him. Not at all. He did not see the problem of being close to people, so if he was told he shouldn't be. Well not like he'd listen to it what point would listening to it even have, right? Maybe he was not in the best state of mind for this. But he'd deal with it on his own somehow. Whether he liked it or not life was life, and this was his life now.
He'd rather have it with Al then without him basically. But for now he just kept on sleeping. Barely dwelling on the rest of that, it'd probably not end up helping him. Or doing him any good. Right? At this point he was probably dreaming on normally, as if nothing happened. More or less. He knew very little about Al's family. And he probably wasn't going to end up meeting any of them. This was how he even saw this. At least for now. With a small purr, he seemed to go back to snoring quietly. He was not bothered by this. He could only hope that Al was resting even if he didn't know what was going on outside of his dreams. He barely heard the voice, but it didn't entirely register either. He would sleep the rest of the night this way. Even being a vampire didn't change his habits it seemed. This was going to take a lot of time.
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