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 Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 9:28 pm
Kohaku's eyes widened as the delusional boy mentioned somebody being dead. There was something very, very wrong here... And as much as she'd like to yell, it was obviously impossible.
What was happening to him? Had he hit his head too hard earlier? Instead of trying to continue poking the boy, she grabbed his shoulders and started shaking him. If he was going to be mad at her... Then she'd just have to deal with that.
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"I dunnoo..." Desmond continued playing, not noticing just how bothered Mitsu was starting to become due to his own exploration. He was about to continue egging her on, but the soft 'eh?' caught his attention.
Before he had a chance to cover his ears, she was screaming bloody murder. "M-mitsu!" He tried to catch her before she fell into the stream... but failed miserably.
"Oh God, I'm so sorry!" This was something he hadn't wanted... Rushing over into the stream himself, he didn't hesitate in jumping to his knees and scooping her head out of the water. "Are you okay?" He asked softly, eyes full of genuine worry.
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Well, that was interesting enough. "Using one students dirty secret to ruin another student's life. You're too much Suto bear." Lou commented with a wicked grin. "It makes my pants grow tighter with excitement to see how the web you spin comes together so beautifully."
Quietly, the vampire reached into the cushion of the seat, only lifting up momentarily to retrieve one of his favorite toys..
Ball in a cup. He'd gotten very good at it over the years. "And no fear to experiment on another teacher's child. How grand." As for Blade, he could really care less what happened to that little s**t. The thought that he was suffering right now did satisfy him slightly though.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 9:51 pm
Shun, most likely, would have ignored Klyde completely on the way back, but the guy had gone ahead and asked him a question. His gaze shifted over towards the vampire briefly as he shrugged impassively.
"Most people are a hassle to deal with," was all he offered.
"Eeeh... Shun doesn't like t'be 'round a lotta folks," added Bent-Tail on the matter.
The two mangled corpses of his dead parents were slowly approaching him. But at least now he felt some of the things Kohaku was doing. Snapping his attention away from the two briefly, he stared at her with wide red eyes. She didn't seem too scared.. did she not see the two zombies right there!? Though as much as he wanted to run, his legs seemed to be locked into place right about now.
"Don't fear us sson... we love you... why don't you join us...?"
"Yes.. join us... there's nothing for you in this life anyway.. not without family or friends..."
Towards the end of those words, the voice started to become distorted and almost demonic sounding. Slowly, the thief turned his head back to the two only to see them transforming before him. Skeletal wings began to form from their backside, and their flesh had begun to drop away from the rest of their bodies as they stepped closer to him.
"S-Stay away!" Blade cried out while finally being able to move somewhat, only he ended up stumbling onto his bottom as he tried to run backwards.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 9:59 pm
"Well, for the sake of your, Suto Bear, please keep your pants on," Suto's smile faded to just a grin as he continued to go over his formulas looking for issues or miscalculations. It was a daily routine of his. Eyes shifted up only momentarily to see that Lou had pulled out a toy he seemed to favor...and especially liked to favor while Suto was trying to concentrate. Now he would no doubt spend the next hour trying his patience with the constant clack clack clack sound of that stupid ball hitting the cup. "She's been a real bother to me lately," Suto said nothing of the toy as he turned back to his notes. "All troublesome children must be punished. How else will they learn?"
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Mitsu flailed a bit when she hit the water only able to sit up with Desmond's help. As she came back up she took another breath of air before she yelped in pain, her hand still shaking trying to get rid of the crab. One good flick and the crab went flying off down the stream leaving Mitsu to clutch her hand to her chest.
Panting a bit she tried to nod, "Y...yeah. I think I'm okay. W..wet but okay." She said shakily. Drawing up her hand to have a look it appeared as though the crab had managed to pierce flesh, fresh blood running from the wound and down her arm.
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"Really....and you hang around with Mitsu and Desmond all day?" That was a surprise in and of itself. Klyde really couldn't put two and two together as to why Shun would bother to stick around. It was curiosity that kept him tied to this conversation.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 10:17 pm
Just as Suto predicted, Lou had started in with the clack clack clackin' of his favorite game. "Ah yes. That little... What would you call her? I mean, she's like the opposite of a whore... But perhaps prude isn't the word. It's like..." clack clack clack "Like she's a he. Yes."
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Desmond let out a relieved sigh when she confirmed she was okay... Only to widen his eyes at the sight of fresh blood running down her arms.
Doing his best to resist breathing in, the vampire tried so hard not to think about it... But that didn't change the fact that something he so badly wanted was right in front of his face, about to drip in the water. It was almost sickening to think that such precious liquid would be going to waste...
What did innocence taste like? He wanted to know. He wanted to know so bad. The fist of his unused hand clenched hard as Desmond tried to fight it, his face not able to hide it's struggle. "M-mitsu..." He mumbled softly with the last bit of air in his lungs. He didn't know what to do... What could he do?
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Kohaku quickly backed up as Blade fell. The girl was nothing like Riyo, and actually just as strong as she looked...
But that didn't stop her from falling to her knees to try and comfort the panicking boy, a hand firmly sitting on his shoulder with bright blue eyes staring into his. He was terrified... And honestly it made her a little scared too...
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:08 pm
"Desmond is just there. Mitsu..." started Shun but trailed off. In some sense she was just there too since initially she started to hang around because of Bent-Tail more than anything else. He was still grateful for her saving him before, but aside from that he wasn't really sure what to say on the matter. Even Shun had a hard time telling if he simply tolerated her presence or if he did enjoy her company to some extent.
"Meh," he just said after a bit.
Staring into Kohaku's eyes for a moment, Blade was still deep in this hallucination of his. He could still see the two approaching him out of the corner of his dark red eyes. The thief didn't know what to tell her really. His mind was a big mess right now as he was trying to comprehend what was happening here. The girl's presence did little to ease his fears, especially as he saw his 'father' draw back an arm to thrust it forth at him, sending out a bone spike into him. Crying out of surprise and pain, he jerked from the 'blow' before doubling over. There was no real wound in his belly of course, but he didn't know that. Drenched in cold sweat, he simply groaned and trembled.
"Y-you're not... them... GO AWAY!" he screamed.
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Posted: Sat Oct 02, 2010 11:12 pm
Questions in her eyes, Mitsu didn't know what to make of the tone of Desmond's voice. Tilting her head up she froze a little trying to determine what that conflicted look on his face meant. Again it was like the problem couldn't click, but soon the wheels started turning and Mitsu's eyes grew wider as she looked back at her bleeding hand. W...what should she do? From talking to Riyo and a few others there were a couple of things she had learned about vampires. They were fast, they were strong, and the allure of fresh blood could very well be overwhelming.
If she tried to run, if she could even manage to get up and get away, he could catch her. He could easily hold her still and prevent her from fighting free. So what choice did that leave her with? "C..can w...we at least g...get out of the w..water?" Her voice was shaky since she didn't know what to expect, if she was going to be bitten perhaps he would at least move her to where she could sit in a dry place.
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With each clack, Suto's eye gave a little twitch, he tried his best to hear what the man was saying, but how could anyone hear a damn thing over that noise? He was going to nail Lou's coffin shut one day and light it a blaze. As much as he enjoyed having the vampire around, a times he really hated it. "She is a little different. And she has a clacky.....crappy attitude." Well, he had certainly let the ball slip with that one.
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Well, the comment about Desmond did make sense in his mind, but Klyde didn't know what to think when Shun couldn't complete his thought on Mitsu. Was he that torn on the idea of having her around or did he like her or something? That thought in mind he grinned a bit. "Just meh, huh? I can see where you could get that she's not much to look at. Skinny little thing." He chuckled as he looked ahead as the camp came into view in the distance.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 7:44 am
The fear was a very conflicting thing for Desmond. Usually, he loved seeing it in his victims... But her... He didn't want Mitsu to be afraid of him. He'd worked so hard to keep her from that.
Without saying a word, Desmond scooped Mitsu up in his arms and carried her out of the stream. To him, she was as light as a rag doll, even with his sore arm. However, instead of sitting her somewhere... The vampire took a seat on one of the cave rocks and kept Mitsu in his lap. Still refusing to breathe in, he gently took her bleeding hand in his fingers. It was right there... So close he could almost taste it.
The temptation was just too much. Losing the fight with himself, Desmond finally inhaled. Unlike Klyde, the blonde vampire only had a few of those nasty bottles sitting in his stomach along with a small amount of that senior's blood... But perhaps it was enough to retain some marginal control in this situation.
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Lou had paused his game at the slip of the scientist. Perhaps now wasn't the best time to play... "So do you think whatever medicine you gave Mr. Faryn will finally off the kid?" Lou asked, shoving the ball in a cup back in the cushion and propping his feet up on the coffin. "I mean, I don't understand why we haven't just killed him yet. So many ways to do it... And it's not like there'll be anyone to miss him." He'd watched the boy in class semi-carefully. Most of the kids either forgot he was there or responded negatively to him. And then of course there was the fact that his parents were very much dead. Made one wonder how he managed to attend such an expensive school.
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There was nothing Kohaku could do... Nothing she could do to help this boy... But she could go get help. Biting her lip, the girl squeezed Blade's shoulder one last time then took off back in the general direction of the camp site. There would be somebody who could help him... She just had to get their attention.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 9:28 am
At Klyde's comment, Shun glanced over at the boy momentarily. He wasn't really referencing her appearance or anything with what he had said so he wasn't entirely certain where the vampire got that idea. Shrugging, he didn't say anything else on the matter.
"Aww, but she's such a nice girl," commented Bent-Tail.
Still doubled over and clutching a wound that wasn't there, Blade stared at the ground. The two were still uttering varying things to him, grim and dark things. Every now and then he would be struck by one of them as well, causing him to visibly flinch. He didn't understand why this was happening to him.
Unable to take much more of it, he found a burst of strength as he got up and fled. His body ached, but it didn't matter too much right now. The thief just kept running off into the woods, unknowingly headed towards the old abandoned church Lou had mentioned earlier that day.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 3:36 pm
Mitsu closed her eyes as the vampire lifted her out of the water waiting to be set down on the edge. When he took a seat instead, keeping her in his lap it surprised her a bit. The touch of his fingers on her hand was so gentle and Mitsu finally willed her eyes open. She stared at the hand holding hers for a moment wondering still what was going to happen. Maybe she was overreacting? There were so many thoughts running through her head but nothing had ever happened before. If she hadn't watched those stupid horror movies....
"I'm sorry Desmond," Her voice was a little more steady now, her vision still focused on his hand. "I'm not being very fair. You've been nothing but kind to me and never hurt me." Not a lot of thought went into her next action as she clenched her hand lightly and pulled it from his grasp. Tilting her head slightly to look up at him she held her bleeding hand up toward him. "Forgive me?"
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"Now now Lou. You know that the headmaster likes to keep an eye on troubled students....and Mr. Faryn most certain falls under that category. However, if he's not completely out of his mind right now I would be surprised." He flipped another page barely taking in the numbers as he uttered his next comment. "Your Ms. Whitebird is probably having a heck of a time at the moment, if he hasn't attacked her out of madness."
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No reaction at all, huh? Klyde was rather disappointed. This Shun fellow was pretty boring. The only reaction he managed to get was a sideways glance with that intense stare he normally wore. That look that said he hoped the world would catch on fire and burn.
"Yeah, she is nice. There is that I suppose." He shrugged. Klyde was about to break off from the group and head to his tent but some movement off in the distance caught his attention. If his eye sight wasn't as good as it was he would have barely made out Blade running through the trees. Now what was the thief up to?
"He looks to be in a hurry."
((If you want me to change this post Blade let me know.))
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 4:10 pm
Instead of verbally responding to Mitsu's words, Desmond leaned forward to taste the sweet red liquid covering her hand. Perhaps it was just the satisfaction of the act, but hers did taste better. Much better than those sad saps looking for toothy love from anyone who remotely resembled their favorite fictional character.
His bad hand reached up to gently cup the side of her face, thumb slowly twirling over her soft cheek, while the other took her wrist. He lifted her arm a little to lick up the remaining red liquid before it could drip off, then moved back up to the wound.
If only it was a bigger cut... He supposed it would have to do, however, as he pushed the cut to his lips and squeezed her wrist ever so slightly. Desmond was doing his best to keep his teeth out of this...
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Lou had continued to grin at the idea of Blade going insane... Until Suto mentioned the girl. If only Lou could find a way to get back at the scientist with his own interests... "Awww, are you jealous of her, peachy puff? You know you're the only one for me."
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 5:36 pm
“I’m touched….really.” Suto said offhandedly as he turned yet another page. This was going to be a long game if this was how Lou was going to act. He was really no fun at all. Maybe he should just dissect his little princess and send the vampire a few pieces to relive the memory.
“Do you happen to know what your little cohorts are up to this year?” Suto asked. This was a term he used to refer to Klyde and Desmond. While they weren’t friendly with their senior vampire they were certainly obedient. He had often thought about using them to collect….samples. It would be along the lines of something they were good at. And with them being students it would be a little less suspicious. While it was forbidden for them to feed surely the Headmaster expected accidents to happen.
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Holding as still as possible, Mitsu could only watch for a moment as Desmond began to lick her hand and arm clean. It was still something she had a hard time wrapping her head around, but even now he was being so gentle. Her face flushed hot when she felt his cold fingers caressing her cheek. The temperature was such a stark contrast to her own it was hard to miss. His other hand took hold of her wrist and she felt her attention going back to that hand as he pressed his lips to the wound.
Eyes clenched a little from the feel though she thankfully did not jerk or cry out. The wound was a little tender but it really wasn’t all that bad. Shifting a little in his lap she leaned more into his chest to get comfortable and came to a sudden realization…a realization that would have not and had not bothered her before. Desmond had no shirt on. Maybe it was because she had on a spaghetti strap shirt so there was more of his skin to feel against hers but the sudden idea that he was half naked made her heart pound in her chest.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:04 pm
Lou had picked up a pencil from the table next to him and tried balancing it on his nose... A sure sign of boredom. At first, he cringed at the meer mention of those two disgraces to his heritage...
But he seemed to remember something very significant. "Why, now that you mentioned it dew drop, I think I've seen them hanging around the transfer girls you love so much. A little out of character for them, since their heads are usually stuck up Ms. Reede's a**. I bet you can fit a semi-truck in there by now."
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As Mitsu shifted in his lap, Desmond's hand slid down from her face to her neck in a very smooth transitioning way. His fingertips softly brushed her skin, trailing from their current position down to her shoulder, then her elbow joint, until finally it dropped off and wrapped around her middle.
Really, what Desmond was getting from the wound was very little compared to what he could if he...
No, he couldn't do that to her. But it was so tempting... He could feel her little heart pounding right now, as if it was going to jump out and run away from him. Ending the contact to the wound with a lick, he let go of her hand to once again stroke that delicate neck of hers. "I do recall a promise to not hurt you." He whispered into her ear, close enough to where she could feel his breath. A promise made to be broken... But he'd at least kept it so far.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 6:53 pm
Suto set down his book for a moment as what Lou described took hold in his mind. Yes....that was very out of character for them. What were they up to? "Yes, that little group she has going on.....The swarm was it?" Suto tried to focus on the comment about Ms. Reede though it was hard. "If I didn't foresee so many problems it would have been a joy to tear her apart."
Boredom taking hold of him as well Suto reached in his pocket and drew out a pack of cigarettes. Pulling one free of the package he stuck it in his mouth, a thought crossing his mind as he did so. "I need to administer another dosage of 'medicine' to some of the students. Mitsu is my main focus at the moment but its going to be tricky. Got any ideas?" Might as well get Lou in on the fun. He always did enjoy some mischief.
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Goosebumps trailed across Mitsu's skin behind Desmond's finger tips as he made his way down her arm before wrapping his around her waist. Her free hand came to rest on that arm as he continued to show the wound on her hand attention. When he gave the wound one last lick and leaned in close to recount his promise Mitsu was puzzled and nervous all at once. Drawing her hand back she looked at the wound. It was very small, it was hardly bleeding. He said he had promised not to hurt her....so did he want...?
The cool breath against her face made her shiver as she studied her hand, unsure how to go about this. Tentatively she brought her hand up to her mouth trying to brace herself for what she was about to do. It looked as thought she might lick the wound clean like a cat would, but instead she bite down on the side of her hand, her fangs piercing the flesh. She only gave a small flinch before she bit down harder, the blood starting to seep out of the corners of her mouth.
Finally letting go now that the wound was nice and open, Mitsu offered the hand back to Desmond. "Now you haven't hurt me." She smiled a little despite herself, blood dripping down her face to her chin.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 7:29 pm
"Beats me, I thought it was the bumble bees." That's what one would assume from the little nazi patches they wore on their arms with the smiling bee on it...
When Suto pulled out the cigarettes, Lou reached into the cushion again and pulled out some black and mild cigars, almost balanced pencil falling to the floor. As one might imagine... There were many things stuffed in that seat cushion for any occasion.
ANY. OCCASION.
"Mm..." Lou thought as he took the lighter out of his pocket. It was an old vintage lighter that still worked like the day he'd stolen it off a dead hooker's body. Flipping it open and striking the thumb wheel, he lit the cigar and passed the lighter to Suto without letting the flame die. "There's always the mess hall..." He said offhandedly... But how boring was that? Not really creative at all...
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Desmond had watched her as she carefully lifted her hand to her mouth, expecting nothing more from her than a kiss to her wound... So it was obvious why his face was in shock when she bit herself. HARD.
"M-mitsu!" Was all he could manage to exclaim as he saw the blood rolling down from her mouth. It was... Very hard... To resist...
Once again taking her wrist in his hand, Desmond didn't go for it just yet. Instead, he leaned in closer to her face and pushed his lips against her mouth without warning. What a sweet girl to do such a stupid thing for him.
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Posted: Sun Oct 03, 2010 8:27 pm
"Forget him," snarled Shun almost immediately. Yeah the thief was off running, but he could care less. Even if it was a cougar or something chasing him, he really didn't care.
"Damned b*****d..." he added under his breath.
"Shun...." said Bent-Tail a little scoldingly after hearing that last bit. He was well aware of Shun's hatred for the kid, but at this point he couldn't really remember what the cause for it was.
Blade kept on running as fast as his body would carry him, and he didn't start to slow down until he found an old building up ahead. Practically bursting through the doors of it, he finally came to a stop and doubled over as he tried to catch his breath. Slowly he glanced behind him, seeing nothing there for now.
Feeling only a small sense of relief, he slowly made his way towards the back wall of the church and slumped down against the wall to face the doorway. He didn't feel very comfortable in here, but he just blamed it on the fact that his body was in pain and he was completely out of breath. Blade still trembled as he drew his knees up to his chest. His hand twitched as he watched the entryway to the church, ready to blast those damn abominations with fire the moment they showed themselves.
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