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Date: 2014-07-05 05:27 am (UTC)"Am I suppose to be flattered that I'm not dead and my blood's coming right from the source?" That had to be the reason. He was alive. Steve had just gotten a taste for having a warm meal and not one of the defrosted bags from the blood drive wagon.
So why didn't he just do it the way Dracula and Tom Cruise seemed to life to? Was it too dangerous? Or...did he actually smell -- and taste -- different?
Tony pressed his lips together momentarily.
"Huh. Well, I guess I am a little bit flattered. Finish up, Cap, or you're gonna get caught in the middle of a meal." Why am I so all right with this!?