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 Posted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 11:20 pm
[I felt I owed you guys a warning and pooorrr Azzo.]
Azzo was in the dressing rooms again . The first moment he'd been in bed, back in his room. It'd been like every other nightmare...
I had walked onto stage feeling a small ping of hunger as I took that step. Going to perform but when I stepped on stage, not expecting what I saw. No, no it wasn't.... it couldn't've been... but it was.... She was there.
Why the hell was she there!? She was dead, she died last year... Nonononono this can't be happening.... I tried to scream out for them to stop it all. The horror of that night was coming back fast. That one last show that ended the year in my guts being hated.
Guts.... OH GOD.... so hungry. Suddenly I was outside the theater, what the hell.... why would I be outside. Back in the real world Azzo turned over in his bed burying his face in his pillow. But in the dream he was hunting for something, something that would satisfy his taste. That hunger for flesh and blood, back into the theater I stepped in... NO... I wasn't Azzo anymore.... he was on stage....
Azzo was confused, the dream it turned over in his head.... if he was on stage then what was he doing walking into the theater mid-show? On stage he asked for a Volunteer. My hand, it shot up..... Oh look at that blond haired cute girl. She couldn't be more than... what 14, 15? She was thin, not bony and not too stringy looking and she couldn't been a bit fating. Ohhh, I can't wait to sink my teeth in her... wait hypnotism? Ah what the hell, he can't hold me unconscious. Questions... I answered quickly my pain growing... Finally damnit he's finished. Ohhh, I'm to kiss her... this will be great.
Come here sweet cheeks..... Millions of razor sharp teeth, instead of kissing her. One bite right to jugular ought to do it. Screaming. STOP THAT DAMNED SCREAMING I'M EATING. The blood gushing down my throat, ahhh sweet, sweet love.... poor little blond.... poor little hypnotist forever to think this is his fault.... Her meat is sweat I'll save him some, he'll like that. He'll like he gets to say goodbye, I shouldn't be so generous.
Just like a raw stake.... I hear yelling in my ear I drop her body still hungry I look at him he's in shock, one grin and I'm gone... Standing in another place, watching.... Azzo came back to his 'own' body.... he watched in horror.... Oh god... what I have done.... shaking visibly. In his dream and in reality. That smile..... YOU! .... YOU MONSTER! ..... Wait.... i-it looks like me....
Azzo woke up with a start.... still shaking, he shook his head and looked around. He wasn't on stage... he was in his dorm room. He quickly dressed, he was hungry but he suppressed the pains. It wasn't suppose to be this way.... he didn't kill her....
Taking a quick trip to the rest room he cleaned his face, he'd been crying without realizing it. That night still made him feel sick, he closed his eyes and steadied himself. It wasn't his fault.... it was whatever that thing was.... with those teeth... If he died trying to find it he would.
For the rest of the night he left his door open, a cane by his side facing out the door he waited. Twin puppets hung on either side of his bed, they weren't in what was unpacked when Remi helped.... They looked more dangerous, they even had their own weapons....
Azzo had a sign outside the door. It read Bad dream? Can't sleep? I'll help you sleep until morning with a hypnotism. He had on his top hat, and he looked pissed, until someone passed by then he smiled.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 8:56 pm
[Might be a double post, and I'm sorry. XD Just thought I'd change the thread up a bit without really loosing the 'complete' intent of it.]
The night passed as no one really came. Azzo figured he was the only one that thought people /might/ need help falling asleep...
However today was rough, he'd just killed Nacio trying to save him and the student population was well.... lied to. Again Azzo sat in his chair, his room seemingly more comfortable, somehow. Somehow Azzo fit, in the room besides his small fridge he always had on a small table near his bed. Somehow he'd managed to sneak in an couch and an arm chair. However his desk was gone, since there was really nothing in or on it, a table replaced it.
Azzo once again was sitting in the chair a top hat on and resting a hand on his cane. The sign tonight said, If you need to grieve for the lost feel free to come in and have a seat. Amazingly it was still a nice spaced room what with his bed and the couch now occupying the space along with a table.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:09 pm
It might have been a surprise for Azzo to see Melody show up, stumbling as if she were the living dead. She looked like crap with her hair left down and un-brushed, make up and jewelery missing even. She hadn't even bothered to chance from her pajamas, having missed classes to keep herself locked up in her room all day trying to make sense of the world. And her dream.
Of course every time she had thought of the dream she'd gone running for the bathroom to try and heave up anything that had been in her stomach. She was likely suffering from dehydration as nothing stayed in her stomach, not even liquid. When the fourth cello sonata had played on her ipod she'd screamed in pained fright and hurried over to change it before removing it from her playlist. Never again would she be able to hear that song.
But it didn't matter for at some point the poor girl had left her room again to stumble around searching for some one, any one really, to be with. because being alone had not worked as it usually had. But with no one in mind she'd been left to wonder and had ended up shuffling into his room with a star shaped pillow held tightly to her chest.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:14 pm
Azzo had a fowl look on his face, that was until Mel came shuffling in. "Mel..." he said softly standing up and looking at her. "You look like s**t."
So Azzo didn't really know how to 'handle' the ladies. He frowned looking at her, trying to figure out what he was suppose to do. Anyone else he had an answer for, anyone else he could solve.... that's why he'd left the sign out and his door open.
But now his heart actually sunk. "What's got you in such a funk?" He moved his cane and motioned for her to sit down in the chair as he was sitting on the arm. He had to keep an eye out for everyone else too so he couldn't just turn his full attention on her but... it'd make him forget what happened, how Nacio died... at least he thought it was.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 9:35 pm
She'd wanted to just collapse against him the moment his voice reached her ears. But she was afraid to, afraid that her dream would become a reality the minute she touched him. Just because 'Nacio was dead didn't mean that vile nightmare couldn't happen, she just didn't want to think about it.
So she did as he offered, shuffling over to take a seat in the chair and try not to look up at him. He'd see the pain and fear in her eyes and it seemed he had plenty of his own to deal with with out adding hers to his list.
"A-a bad dream," she murmured out, a slight hiccup to her tone. "A-a horrible dream." She wanted to talk more about it, to say something but she felt paralyzed for the moment. Maybe she needed some one to lead her into it... Her grip on the pillow tightened and her shoulders shook.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:34 pm
Azzo leaned back, and sighed, "'About eating someone?" He asked in a muttering tone, "If so I have a feeling everyone had a similar dream. I know I did."
He didn't close his eyes he was tired, it might've shown too, but he didn't dare close his eyes, ever vigilant watch out his door ready to slam it the minute a teacher passed by. He didn't trust them now, he couldn't.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:39 pm
She nodded, hair mussing from the sheer harshness of said nodding movement. "I-it was so horrible," she whimpered as she could feel more tears beginning to burn her eyes. Hadn't she cried enough today?!
"I-I... I was eating 'Nacio..." Stomach acid burned at the back of her mouth but she swallowed hastily. "He came to see me in the music room like always, asked me to play for him and then... T-then I-..." She shut her mouth, closed her eyes and breathed deeply as she waited for the nausea to pass.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:44 pm
Azzo sighed and placed a steady hand on her shoulder, "Listen to me mel, I have something to tell you... as much as the school will let me tell you."
He took a breath, he'd choke out as much as he could. "It's not your fault he's dead. That stupid dream was just that, you have to realize it was just a nightmare something that will pass."
"Nacio, died in true Nacio fashion Mel, grin and all. You can't fix that, I can't fix that. I wish I could've... because maybe that dream wouldn't've bothered you so much if I had."
He looked outside to make sure no one was coming and to take a break it wasn't quite easy on him either to admit it was his fault.
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:52 pm
Something in her felt so relieved to hear his words. Because that meant that her dream hadn't killed him - which she'd realized upon hearing what the school had been his cause of death- and that some stupid disease she knew he didn't have had killed him. Something else had entirely.
But not matter what had killed him she knew with out a shadow of a doubt that it had not been Azzo. At least not purposefully. She couldn't see him ever hurting some one on purpose, not after having looked more into the event that had killed his previous assistant.
Letting her pillow drop, Melody moved to slide her arms around the male's waist as she snuggled as close to him as she could. The position they were in was a bit painful but it didn't stop her in the least.
"It wasn't your fault either, Azzo. I don't know why, but I just know that you couldn't have been the cause purposefully.."
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 10:58 pm
Azzo looked at her, tired eyes watched her. "Maybe... but I was there." He muttered and that was, he felt the last thing he could say on that subject.
He slightly jerked at her touch but relaxed a little after, "I still have two deaths on my hands Mel, the school can't know what really killed him..." He shook his head, "...Unfortunately I want to find out who... this is."
He trailed off and looked at her changing the subject completely, "Have you drank anything? Even water?"
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Posted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 11:08 pm
Her hands tightened around his shirt reflexively, eyes closed tight. "I don't blame you, Azzo." She couldn't bring herself to do, even if he may have been the last one to see her friend. But oh what she wouldn't give to have Ignacio show up and have this all be a horrible prank.
Wishful thinking got one no where.
At his question, another distraction she was glad for, Melody found herself looking up at him completely. Her face was flushed and if his skin touched hers it would be clammy. Brown eyes were slightly glazed over, a bit red and still watering though she had yet to shed another tear. Her face was also flushed but then again it had when she first walked in, so there was doubt on whether or not it was because she had snuggled against him in such a bold manner.
"... A-anything I put in my stomach makes me ill... Even if it lasts for a bit, whenever I close my eyes I can see myself devouring him, I can hear his screams and I get sick..."
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 8:40 am
Azzo sighed softly, he stared off into the hallway not looking at her as she clung to him. It was kind of obvious he didn't know what to do, normally the girls he had been around never really needed any help. They were normally about as bull headed as he was, and never had one asked him out to the prom.
He placed a hand on her forehead after a minute, trying to see if she had a fever before draping it on the back of the chair again. "Well, at least you don't have a fever."
He said softly he wasn't sure if he could hypnotize her in this state to try to make it at least a little more mild on her. He was still struggling to prefect that part of his act. "I'm not sure if it'd help... speically with such a state that your in..."
He seemed almost helpless, "I can though, try if you want to hypnotize it so it's slightly milder for a few days." A soft frown crossed his more stone-like features, "I haven't gotten that perfected yet, I can't mentally remove something from your head that terrorizes you."
He was almost hoping for someone else to walk through the door, for some reason he was getting a little uncomfortable with her clinging to him.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 6:38 pm
After a moment or so more, just after he had checked to see if she was running a fever, Melody pulled away and clung once more to the star shaped pillow she had brought with her. A shuddering sigh left her as she settled back down into the chair.
"I-I'll be fine for now, Azzo..." she murmured, eyes once more on the carpeted floor. "I just... need some company for the time being I suppose.. I won't stay too long."
She didn't want to be a bother or a burden, sure others would need his help. Not to mention he was suffering as well. He didn't need some one clinging to him, making a tense situation awkward and hard for him to deal with all his own.
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 6:45 pm
Azzo looked at her curiously. "Doesn't matter, they're probably all worried that I did something stupid anyways. What with possibly could've leaked out from last year they're in no way willing to come to some dumb hypnotist."
He got up and walked over to the door jam to look outside, "You can stay if you want. S'why I threw a couch in not that I'm going to end up sleeping much anyways. Figured there might be one or two that'd rather bunk up though."
He was trying to keep as much composer as someone could that witness a second death with in a year. Not to mention he was trying to not think about this jigsaw character, otherwise he'd just end up going out looking for him.
"Wonder if Remi's alright... after Elke smacked him with that book he seemed pretty Traumatized, wonder what this did to him. He didn't even take up the offer of free food... most guys jump at that no matter how mad they are."
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Posted: Tue Nov 17, 2009 6:54 pm
"You're not "some dumb hypnotist" Azzo. You have a wonderful talent that you need to perfect still is all. You're also a wonderful person and if people can't see that then there's something wrong with them. Not you."
Brown watched him move from the arm of the chair to the door, eyebrows furrowed together in thought. She hated seeing him like this, but what could she do to help? Hearing him speak again she tilted her head just a bit which caused her bangs to fall into her eyes.
"What happened with you and Remi?" she asked curiously sure she must have missed something.
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