Day 1
Vayne fights on the fields of justice , her crossbow rains death upon her enemies . She is determined to stop drinking Quinn's blood . She has caused the scout enough pain for a few lifetimes .
Day 2
She continues hunting down witches and beast's , slaying them with the efficiency of a predator . It is raining a lot . Winter has come .
Day 3
Vayne notices a small drop on her endurance and regeneration . She knew that a mouthful of blood wasn't enough to keep her going but the change is alarming never the less . She throws away the blood packs , their content can only make her worse .
Day 4
She is seeing Quinn in her dreams . The scout appears under her covers naked and alluring . She kisses her and then offers her blood . The vampire is lost in a torrent of lust and crimson nectar only to wake up sweaty and aroused . Cold showers become a habit . She likes to think that the dreams are a product of her lack of blood and her guilty consciousness . She isn't desiring Quinn , only her blood . Even the mark on the scout's hand sounds like a good idea . There is no way she has fallen for her victim . There is no way Quinn would forgive her when even she can't forgive herself . There is no point in wishing for something out of her reach .
Day 7
Her recent matches all end in failures . Summoners and champions alike whisper about the new limitations the Institute has placed upon her . She is avoiding Quinn , her dreams get more and more lewd . There are times where she has to relieve herself in the shower to stop the aching in her core . Her healing has ceased . Her clashes with creatures of the night liter her body with scars .
Day 8
She is feverish , she stumbles on Darius and falls on the floor . The Noxian spits in disgust , his friends are laughing . Vayne get's up and heads to her room . She opens the refrigerator hoping to find a few stains of blood to fill the growing pit in her stomach , even temporary . She finds nothing . She sleeps next to the fireplace to stay warm .
Day 9
She shouldn't have gone hunting today , the vampires got her good . Her left hand is bloody and unresponsive . The gash in her chest is dripping blood . She presses her back against the wall and slips on the floor . She stares at the moon out of the window holding her wound until she loses consciousness . Quinn doesn't come on her dreams tonight . She is truly alone .
Day 10
She is delirious , she is mumbling on the floor . Apologising . Asking for forgiveness . She is trembling inside her blankets , her hands clenching the fabric with all her might . Her vision is blurry , her chest barely moves sustaining her with the lack of oxygen she can inhale . Her wounds are still bleeding staining her clothes . Even humans would have stopped bleeding at this point . Vayne tries to lick her blood from the floor , it tastes horrible , worse than the blood packs she has thrown away . The taste stucks in her mouth . Her eyes close , her consciousness fades .
Another dream , she has learned how to tell them apart by now . Her dreams are warm , mute and gentle filed with feathery embraces and violent kisses . There is no hunger in her dreams , neither does pain and well , there is Quinn . She wraps her body in soft fabrics , her amber eyes beaming with compassion and affection . She lights the fireplace and nurses her like an old lover , patching her wounds and shielding her eyes from the sunlight . She faints again .
Quinn is still here , a dream inside a dream . she leans in to plant a kiss on her lips , the crimson nectar spills forth . Vayne can taste copper . Quinn licks the fluid from her lips and kisses her again . They part , the scout glances at her and smirks playfully . Vayne smiles , her face is flushed , she is crying . This is the best dream of her life .
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It takes her a while to realise that she is awake and even more to register Quinn breathing slowly inches from her face . Her first reaction is to blink , her second is an attempt to flee . Her hands are handcuffed on the frame of the bed . her left hand is bandaged . She glances at the angel resting at her side and decides to sleep . She is aroused , her fangs are poking out reacting to her excitement . It is not often that she can share her bed with a goddess . Quinn pulls her closer hugging her like a giant teddy bear and Vayne presses her body against the scout's biting her lips in frustration . That's all she can do with her hands tied on the frame and her mind dull and intoxicated by her scent .