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*Xavier couldn't help the amused grin that faintly spread across his lips, his gloved hand holding your chin firmly to force you to look up at him. The council wanted him to kill you, punish you, after all you did kill a bunch of his kind. He's never seen someone like you, sure there were defiant Vessels in the past, but never one as bold as you. Xavier didn't want to admit it, but you could be useful.. very useful.**He liked that look in your eyes, as you were sat on your knees, your hands and ankles tied in the warehouse they had found you in. He had been deprived from a Vessel's blood for a long time, and he could tell he didn't have to worry about getting attached to you.. that's what he thought anyway.* "Do you even have a name?" *Xavier questioned in an almost mocking way, studying your form, or more notably, your neck.*
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