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Ven shrugged a bit as she went over and sat down on the couch he'd sat on, but on the other side, and sighed quietly, smiling when she heard his thought of approving the colors. It was her favorite themed room, other than her library. "I don't mind, you can chose," she murmured, shrugging again as she sank down in the white couch, and plucked the remote of the pure glass coffee table in front of the couches.

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"Hmm, what about just an crime show or something," Ron shrugged, "nothing better then a detective solving an unsolvable crime," he teased with a small chuckle, leaning back into the couch and relaxing, looking ahead at the TV as he waited for her to find something to watch.

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Ven laughed lightly as she crawled over and handed him the remote, then curled up in her place on the couch. "Sounds good to me," she murmured, shrugging a bit as she looked at him at the other end of the couch with a small smile, before she looked at the TV she'd turned on.

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Ron smiled, accepting the remote and then flicking through the channels until he found a crime show that looked interesting enough, then sat the remote down beside him, glancing over at Ven, studying her for a moment before he looked back at the TV, not paying that much attention as he watched some guy get murdered.

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Ven watched the TV, and the fake blood as he got murdered. She was more focused on the fake blood than anything, and looked away for a moment, her arm draped over her side with her hand on her stomach. She was a bit hungry, but she didn't feel like getting up to get anything. After a moment, the dull ache for blood lessened like t always did, and she looked back at the TV again.

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Ron glanced over at Ven when he caught movement from the corner of his eyes, tilting his head at her pose with her hand over her stomach, then looked at the scene again, he wasn't affected by the fake blood, still happy with his share of Ven's blood earlier, and then the deer blood he had drank before they left his house, but he was curious if she was hungry, not really able to see why else she would place her hand over her stomach. But he pushed the thought aside, thinking it would be rude to ask her outright.

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Ven sighed, slowly sitting up, "Thats technically outright asking. I can read your mind, even if I don't try to," she mumbled, looking over at him with a weak smile. Oh great. She could taste his blood on her tongue again. She sighed, shaking her head as she flopped down on ther side again, the dull ache returning. His blood had been the best she'd had in five hundred years.

[redtie]

Ron sighed, "Well, are you hungry?" he asked, standing and moving to kneel down by her when she flopped down on her side, he raised an eyebrow as he studied her, already guessing that she was. A small sigh escaped his lips as he tilted his head.

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Ven blinked, watching him stand and kneel by her. She sighed softly as she nodded a little bit, "yes, in fact I am," she mumbled, sighing again as she slowly sat up again, and looked to him once more, before she looked away.

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Ron sighed as he moved to sit down on the couch beside Ven, "Do you want any of my blood?" he offered, his voice low in case her maid happened to be near them, not knowing whether or not they knew of what she was, he didn't really mind if she did, having enjoyed their last sharing of blood.