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[personal profile] emotioneater 2017-01-20 03:48 am (UTC)(link)
It's Cesare's most favorite annoying pest outside. He sighs, looks at his watch, and knocks on the door once again. Maybe there's nobody home. After all, the windows are all covered up. Still, he was already here, and here he was bound to stay until he got a response. He mutters to himself, already willing away that itchy feeling in the back of his mind that has come with his new power. "For fuck's sake, Borgia..."
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[personal profile] emotioneater 2017-01-20 07:13 am (UTC)(link)
He's not that dumb. Close to it, yet not quite. Cooper puts his hands back in his pockets. So, he actually is in there. The itching grows worse as he picks up the paranoia that's rolling thick off Cesare. That's most puzzling. It's not like the older vampire at all.

"We have somethin' we need t'discuss. Y'know, politics-wise." A couple of things, actually, but he's going to start off small.
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[personal profile] emotioneater 2017-01-22 08:59 am (UTC)(link)
Cooper waits to see if Cesare has any intention of letting him in. When it becomes clear that he's just going to let him stand awkwardly on the door, Cooper becomes exasperated. If it was an ordinary building, he'd break the door down, but this is a home, so he has to wait for an invite. This is karma for making Cesare stand outside at his own home.

"Cesare, cut the crap. What's going on?" He pulled out the first name. This is serious business time. "'N don't lie. I'll know." With the exception of pure sociopaths, Cooper had begun to notice a subtle change in people's emotions, a spike that went up when they lied.
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[personal profile] emotioneater 2017-02-21 05:21 pm (UTC)(link)

"If I knew what was going on, would I be standin' out here like an idiot?" He huffs, pounding on the door once again. What was going on here? Cesare has gone paranoid and crazy, finally going round the bend. Cooper knew it would happen eventually. He had just hoped it wouldn't be in such a spectacular fashion.

"If you want to kill me, you'll actually need to come out, genius."