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It burnt? Frowning as getting him to cough up the clove didn't seem to help all that much, Blade began to think that garlic may actually have some sort of negative effect on a vampire. Klyde hadn't said anything earlier though... Still, who would have thought there'd be truth to that bit of mythology? He always just thought it was their sense of smell that put them off of the thing.

Nodding to Neko, he went to grab the guy's arm to drag him over to the bathroom as the janitor instructed. His movements were still stiff thanks to the panties, but he managed despite the discomfort.

Once set down Klyde leaned against the toilet, though he didn't really feel like he was going to be sick. Not yet anyway. It was like there was a fire in his throat he couldn't escape from and he felt the sudden need to breath but couldn't.

Hearing Riyo's offer, Klyde peeked in her direction. "B..blood?" His voice had already become raspy from the ordeal. Did he need blood? It often helped with the healing process maybe it would make this better? About to nod and confirm, Klyde started to open his mouth but a glass of water was thrust in his face.

"Here drink this," Neko urged the glass of water into Klyde's hands. "I don't think Riyo's blood would be all that helpful considering she's still stoned out of her mind."

With a frown and a grumble Klyde brought the glass up to his face with shaky hands and down the contents. As soon as the water hit his throat the burning sensation spread settling lower in his stomach. "Oh god, I think that just made it worse." He croaked.

"I know, hold on." Turning to the medicine cabinet Neko opened it wide. There wasn't much inside, just a few things to clean a wound with but nothing to bandage one and some aspirin. Grabbing a bottle of peroxide that wasn't even opened, Neko twisted off the cap and held his hand out for the glass. "I hope this has the same effect on you as it does everyone else."

Reluctantly Klyde handed Neko back the glass only to be handed back the glass with a bit of peroxide at the bottom of it. Through the pain in his chest he still managed to look up at Neko curiously unsure what he was supposed to do with this.

"Don't just hold it, drink it." Neko didn't know much about medicine or how to make someone better, what he did know was what would make someone throw up. Guess it paid off finally to have been a prankster.

Unable to compile his thoughts to question the feline Klyde simply threw back the peroxide and swallowed. It didn't have much of a taste, just a slightly odd after flavor. Though it did start to foam a little in his mouth which was odd. It didn't seem to help over all, which left Klyde with only so many options to try to make this better. The burning pain was unreal and it was evident on his face. Just about to turn toward Riyo again he realized the sudden urge to be sick welling up. Turning sharply back to the toilet he emptied the contents of his stomach. After a few turns of that his stomach was left with nothing and the burning sensation was mostly gone. There was only a slight bit of discomfort now as Klyde slide from the toilet to lay on the floor.

"R...riyo," He rasped holding his hand out to her. He had that hungry look in his eyes that was hard to mistake.

"I told you, Riyo's blood isn't going to help you." Neko growled picking the glass up off the floor. "I'm rather drunk," Though at least coherent, "And I don't think Blade is going to feed you. You can suck it up until you get back to school." Ha ha suck it up....horrible time to laugh at a cruel pun but Neko nearly did. Guess he was a little more toasted than he realized.

Riyo quietly watched as Neko tried to 'help' the vampire, a little grossed out when she saw him hand the bottle to Klyde. "Peroxide? Ew.." She couldn't imagine that tasting good... And apparently it didn't.

"Aww... Poor Klyde." It seemed at least she had a small amount of pity left. Even through Neko scolding him, she couldn't seem to resist taking his hand and scooting in closer. "He's all cute 'n stuff when he's desperate. Like a lil'puppy." Reaching down, she tried to rub the hair on his head with little success. "You'll be okay."

Raising an eyebrow at Riyo's comments, Blade nodded to Neko before reaching to grab Klyde to start getting him out of the bathroom. As usual now, his movements were stiff. But that was probably a good thing. The uncomfortableness of the panties helped keep his mind off of the dirtier aspects of wearing them. He was doing his best to not think about it in general.

"What do you suppose we do now?" he asked while looking for a spot to let go of the vampire.

Helping Blade haul Klyde back to the living room they deposited him on the couch. As soon as the vampire was set down he slumped back looking exhausted. Once Neko was done moving the undead boy he moved back to his seat and sank into it. By this point he was a little out of it. "I don't know that I will be able to continue to think of clean things for this game."

"My turn?" Klyde question, his head swinging forward slightly. His brain really wasn't functioning at the moment but he would give it his best shot. He had picked Riyo the last time so "Neko, truth or dare."

"Dare," Neko said without hesitation, looking to his glass trying to decide if he wanted another drink or not.

"Come here," Klyde motioned unable to really push his way up to move.

"Why can't you just tell me what it is?" Neko quirked a brow.

Klyde continued to motion for him to come over so finally Neko rolled his eyes and pushed his way up. Moving over toward the vampire he leaned over so that Klyde could tell him his dare. Once he got his instructions he frowned moving back away and sitting down again. "You've got to be kidding me....Riyo you pick dare right?" Neko gave some thought to it before he finally spoke. "Why don't you show us your favorite position and if you can't show us tell us in detail." Yeah, his mind was gone.

Riyo looked over to Klyde and Neko as they seemed to keep the dare a secret. "What's your dare Neko?" She asked, curious to hear the answer... Until she received hers.

"Position?" What he meant by that wasn't immediately clear. For once, her mind couldn't find it's way to the gutter instantly. "OH! You mean sex."

Well, at least she realized it by herself. "I... Don't really have a favorite." The feline admitted after a few moments of thinking. "I've only done it like two times... Wait. Three. Two? Maybe two and a half. Besides. Sex is sex... You shove it in, take it out, repeat a few times and you're done. S'like making cookies. Everybody has their own way of doing it, but it gets done in the end so who cares?" Now it was obvious she didn't have as much experience doing it as she did watching it. "Hey Klyde. Truth or dare."

Well that answer was not quite what he had expected, but her explanation of sex was interesting at least. Blade was somewhat grateful that there weren't any explicit details anyway. Shaking his head to himself, he looked between Riyo and Klyde.