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Blade didn't look up when Klyde thanked him. He had been watching her... yeah right. He supposed he had been sort of in the past couple minutes but that didn't matter. Once the vampire disappeared into the room, he pushed himself to his feet and went on into the room he had picked earlier on, locking the door behind him. With a sigh, he just flopped on down onto the bed.

Rendered immobile in the meantime, Shun just tried to relax as much as he could, but that wasn't easy with the amount of pain he was in. He was also worried about Mitsu still. When he saw some movement coming close, he looked over to see Kohaku approaching.

Oh great.. she couldn't talk. The assassin stared at the paper. He was too worn and in pain to really put a great deal of effort into trying to read it correctly.

"No," he said, deciding to just give a vague answer. Most likely she had written something that could be answered with yes or no.

Kohaku frowned as she drew her notepad back and looked at the letters, a little upset at how sloppy they appeared. Had he just ignored it because it looked so poor?

At a loss of what to do, Kohaku just let out an inaudible sigh and had a seat next to the assassin. What had happened to everyone?

"What happened?" Riyo repeated, her tone picking up in volume. It looked like the paralysis from the syringe was finally wearing off.

Forcing herself to turn around, Riyo looked at Klyde with eyes that spoke of both anger and fear. "I almost got raped, Klyde!" Little drops of red started to stream down her cheeks, her body shaking, though why she couldn't really decide.

Desmond couldn't see Mitsu mouthing sorry to him, afraid to see the delicious drops of crimson falling from her face.

At the sound of Neko's voice, the vampire's eyes shot open, nodding a vigorous yes, though not daring to move his hands from his face. He didn't know what help the janitor had to offer, but anything was better than this.

Klyde's eyes widened at what Riyo practically screamed almost happened. She...had almost been...raped? The though struck him deeply, driving him into a little panic. He had been out, no where close or even able to help. W...what if...she had been? The vampire wouldn't have been able to lift a figure against her attacker. Even now he had no idea where the man was, but he apparently wasn't here.

"I...." Klyde was at a loss for words. This really was a situation you couldn't just say sorry I ******** up. Forcing himself to stay upright, Klyde reached out a hand to Riyo under the bed to touch her hand, arm..anything really. Those crimson tears, while they stirred a hungry through the deepest pain he felt, left a deeper wound than the holy water ever could. If he had been able to be there...she would have had no need to cry. "It's okay now..." He tried to sooth.

Neko gave a nod to Desmond, leaving Mitsu to head over to the vampire. "Head on inside Mitsu. Go clean your face." He noticed the bruising around her neck but there wasn't much he could do about that.

Crouching by the vampire Neko grabbed an arm and slung it over his shoulder hauling Desmond to his feet. The vampire didn't need to exert much energy because it seemed Neko had it covered all on his own. What ever had happened he had gotten a bit of an energy boost from it. "Let's get inside....fair warning you bite me I will break your jaw." It didn't seem like he was joking though as he made his way inside.

Mitsu gave a short nod looking to Desmond shortly before she made her way back toward the house. Once inside she instead went to Shun's room to check on the assassin again. Normally there would have been a greeting, a question, anything at all but Mitsu couldn't muster a sound as she walked in, looking down at the solemn boy with worry.

Closing his eye for the time being, Shun didn't reopen it until he heard the light patter of footsteps drawing near again. Slowly, he looked and a sort of relief hit him as he saw Mitsu standing there. He stared at her, glancing towards Kohaku briefly as she went to leave.

His gaze shifted back towards the wolf girl, though he was expecting the vampire to come up from behind to embrace her or something along those lines at any moment.

That wasn't something he wanted to witness right now, and not because he was on the ground extremely vulnerable and bloodied. Even so his gaze continued to rest on her. There was something about this situation that made his heart rather heavy. As much as he wanted to hold her, she was out of his reach and he couldn't do that. It was a rather good reflection of how things were.

That was probably the worst explanation Riyo had heard in the history of everything. Didn't mean to not be there? Instead of replying, she crawled out from under the bed on the other side and over to her bag, ready to remedy the situation with the bottle of everclear she'd stashed at the very bottom. Always keep the strong booze with you in case of an emergency.

As Desmond was placed on the bed after what felt like a long trip, the vampire gave him a short nod and watched him leave. Once he was gone, he took the pillow out from under him and bit into it, the pain and the hunger overwhelming. He wanted to scream, but there was no way he'd let Mitsu worry about him. Or because of him...

Klyde could just feel the hurt and disappointment pouring off Riyo as he failed to explain. Honestly his mind wasn't working to well at the moment, his body screaming at him over the pain he was feeling. He needed to get out of the shirt he was in, clean the tainted blood away that was still burning his skin and even now giving off the faint odor of burnt flesh. His insides felt like a wreck his body almost hot and feverish which...should have been impossible. Still, he struggled to push his way up again as Riyo climbed out from under the bed. He couldn't just leave things like this. He didn't want to be a complete failure in her eyes as well.

"R..Riyo," He struggled, his voice suddenly wavering as he teetered on his feet. What should he say....what could he say? "I...I messed up. I..I never should have went outside." He was certainly regretful for having drank that blood, if he hadn't...none of this would have happened. He would have been there. "I...I know that doesn't mean much...considering what happened." His breaths were coming in quick and labored now as the pain continued to consume him. "I..." His vision had grown suddenly dark and for a moment Klyde was like an statue, frozen for all time with a look of pain on his face, though that look of pain wasn't just from what he was physically feeling.

Suddenly the vampire hit the floor with a loud thud, his body curling up unable to fight the pain any longer. He really was worthless.

Neko peeked into the room where Mitsu and Shun were sitting as he made his way through the house. While at first he wondered if something was seriously wrong it just seemed like there was a bit of a breakdown on the girl's part. It wasn't hard to imagine why. "Maybe we should get him on the bed..."

Mitsu looked up shortly hearing Neko's voice trying to rub at her nose to get rid of the blood. At least her nose had stopped bleeding for the moment.

Walking in Neko knelt down by Shun and lifted the boy up moving over to carefully place him in bed. "Stay here for now with him until I get back later with some blood for the vampires." Neko explained. That would be all he needed was the vampires to go nuts while he was away.

That was all Neko really said before he moved out of the room again and peeked into another to see that Kohaku was up and about. "You okay?" He was going to do his best to check on everyone before he left. He would need to hurry least some other s**t hit the fan.

Mitsu had watched Neko move Shun to the bed but had struggled to follow at first. With a great amount of effort Mitsu stood again, her legs looking like they might give out at any moment. She wanted to check on Desmond again too....but Neko had told her to stay here. What should she do? She couldn't even ask.

As always, the soft moments had to end. Shun opened his eye to see Neko checking up on them. The guy must have been dealt with then. Hopefully the janitor had not spared the man for he certainly wouldn't have. The mentioning of the vampires suggested that something happened with them as well, though it was hard to say what.

As he was being moved, his body tensed weakly and he winced in pain. Once he was set back down, he had another short fit of coughing, allowing a little more of the red substance to trickle on out. The spell must have really messed him up this time around.

When the assassin was able to relax again, he tried to look over towards Mitsu, unsure what she was going to do. She looked incredibly unsteady, but he could see a spark of conflict within her as well.

"Don't go yet..." he whispered. If the vampires needed blood then seeing Desmond would no doubt put her in danger, especially since she was covered in some of his blood. Most likely, there wouldn't be anyone to stop the guy either if he had lost it.