[He inhales sharply at that, eyes widening, and, then, softly exhales. Gepard forces himself to relax. He forces himself to settle back into something closer to professional, as getting worked up wouldn't help either of them. Getting emotional means making mistakes.]
-tonight. [But he says this, low, quiet, a little insistently. It's not an order, Figaro's hardly a member of the Silvermane Guard, he only has so much sway over him, but it's also not not an order. One of those things. He's used to being obeyed.] If you can hold out until then, one way or another, I'll feed you. Just enough you won't starve.
[He'll fucking "borrow" a bag of blood if he must- anyway.]
What time do you want to meet up? And where should we meet up?
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Date: 2024-05-11 03:07 am (UTC)-tonight. [But he says this, low, quiet, a little insistently. It's not an order, Figaro's hardly a member of the Silvermane Guard, he only has so much sway over him, but it's also not not an order. One of those things. He's used to being obeyed.] If you can hold out until then, one way or another, I'll feed you. Just enough you won't starve.
[He'll fucking "borrow" a bag of blood if he must- anyway.]
What time do you want to meet up? And where should we meet up?