Remnants of the Earth
EDANITH => Megacities => Tynova => Topic started by: Anonymous on November 09, 2007, 06:08:29 pm
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[previous post] When the weasel was done cooking she picked up a piece of meat and popped in her mouth she noticed Vulcan watching her and smiled "Why are are you staring at me Vulcan it probably my dress isn't it got pretty dirty huh" she said looking down at the hem of said clothing the snowy fabric was stained with dirt and blood. She then heard his last sentence "Really? what's it like? why is it called a town? Are there alot of store and..." the gir trailed off her bright eyes becoming sad as she looked down at her hands.
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He had been prepared to attempt to answer her questions, but upon her change in expression, his thoughts shifted elsewhere. "Dear one, what troubles you?" He asked as he watched her. Really, her appearance had nothing to do with why he watched her. He had always had a tendancy to watch those he cared about, even if he didn't interact much with them.
He extended a hand towards her as if to invite her over to him. He didn't quite know what to make of her, and could only assume it was due to her blood lines that he couldn't pick up on her thoughts-- either that, or some subconscious feature of his brain that prevented him from breaking into her thoughts out of respect for her privacy.
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"Well I.. don't have alot of money and I don't want you to think you have to buy me food and stuff" Sarane answered her sad eyes looked at him then looked away. "I guess I just don't want to be a burden that's all" she added raising her ruby colored eyes to stare at the vast open plain.
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"I see" Vulcan said as he considered this, his gaze wandering across the pod for a moment. "Well, I owe you my life, so I would be an ungrateful creature indeed if I allowed you to go hungry....besides, this pod belongs to you." he pointed out. She had been the one to know the location and without her, they wouldn't have been able to escape. "So, I am in your debt yet again as I am staying here. Really, do not concern yourself with my providing food. I would like to be able to do that for you. It would please me." He said softly. Even though they had just met, she was as close to family or friends as he had at the moment, and he intended to see that she was provided for. It was unfair to pull her out of the only world she knew and then expect her to know how to survive in the outside world. "I think we can help each other and come to an arrangement. What do you think about that?" He knew what it was like to not want to be a burden.
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Ruby eyes looked straight into his eyes for a moment they seemd to have no emotion in them but then she smiled "Okay but I don't want you to think you have to stay with me because you owe me your life because you don't owe me anything I'm just glad I could help help" she said and the turned her view from him to the now risen su "Ya know Vulcan you're my first rea; friend" she added.
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Vulcan's lip twitched as if he would smile, but as usual, his mouth didn't quite finish the expression. He rarely smiled. "I'm glad I can be that for you." He had lived long enough now that he'd had friends before, but that had been a lifetime ago, perhaps several, he no longer recalled. Time had little meaning to him as he had it in abundance.
"Sarane, I do not wish to stay because I am obligated. Long ago I set aside my sense of duty to those around me. I do things because I want to, or because I believe in it strongly enough to set aside my personal desires for a time in order to see the task through to completion." He tilted his head slightly "If you do not wish me to stay, you will have to ask me to leave." He informed evenly. "But, I would be honored if you would allow me to stay." There was also the little factor of not having a roof over his head that her and her escape pod solved quite nicely. "But you are right, we owe each other nothing-- friends do not owe each other. Friends lend a hand where a hand is needed and do so because they care and want to help." Had he really let his wall drop so far as to call her friend? Perhaps it was because she was young and vulnerable with nothing and no one else in the world that he was drawn to her. Perhaps it was because she had known what he was and been kind to her while her very 'master' was tormenting him. He flexed his metalic arm thoughtfully. He wasn't entirely sure he hated it, though it was heavy, and noisy (to a vampire) and not his own, but it was a functional limb, and it had stopped hurting.
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Sarane smiled "Of course I don't want you to leave silly" she then looked at his mechanical attachment "It doesn't still hurt does it?" she asked remembering the torture he had been put though, torture that any one less stronger would have died instantly from. ""I'm still out there little one and I will come back for you" a manical voice enter her head her eyes widened tears welling up in them before she fell to the ground.
DUN DUN DUN!!! plot twist!
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Vulcan shook his head but didn't get a chance to answer as he saw her eyes widen and her crumple to the ground. He couldn't get out of the chair fast enough to catch her as he would have had he been whole and bullet hole free, but he got there seconds after. "Sarane?" He said, checking to make sure she was breathing and her body was fuctioning, though his metal arm was irritating him exceedingly due to having no sensation in it. He was afraid he would hurt her if he used it. He couldn't tell how tightly he was holding anything. "Come on little one...."
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The girl moaned as her senses returned se could feel someone's arm checking her over, ruby red eyes slowly opened "Vulcan?" she asked a lttle dazed she then remembered that maniac voice her eyes became misty and tears formed sliding down her cheeks, her small form trembling.
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"Yes, I am here" Vulcan assured, gathering himself and lifting her into the chair. "What is the matter?" He questioned earnestly, gripping the arm of the chair for support as he forced the pain away. There was still a bullet in his body somewhere, but he'd worry about that later. He awkwardly smoothed her hair from her face, leaving his cold hand against her cheek. He had never been good at comforting, but he gave it an effort none-the-less. He was far better at sitting back and noticing that someone needed comforting, and then sending one of his oblivious friends over as the comforter, but he no longer had that luxury.
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The tears didn't stop rolling down her face but slowed so that the alabaster haired child could speak. "I heard him in my head I heard him" she whimpered. "Murakai he said he's coming to get me" she added her hands now shaking along with her body. Sarane sniffed she didn't want to go back to the labortory and have to be captive there and watch day after day as experiments got tortured. Because of her emotional and frightened state the boundries around her mind broke down and crumbled if Vulcan was to try and enter he would see all her tortured memories she keeps locked away.
( By the way I just made a new rpg it's in the Advertise page under Peachfuzz :D :D )
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Vulcan gently stroked her hair as he considered what she said. "Does he have abilities to know where you are?" He finally said. Oddly enough, his first instinct was not to assure her it was not true. His first instict was to question to disern if it was true, after all, he knew little about her 'master' other than he was a cruel man. He did not intend to invade her privacy and see into her mind, but it was rather like sitting next to a person having a conversation. He caught glimpses and tidbits. It was amazing she was so kind.
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She shook her head "No but if he finds me he'll probalby will take me back to the spacestation and make it so i can'tescape again" Sarane answered finally able to control her emotions and the barriers around her mind rebuilt as quickly as they had fallen. "But I don't want to go back though but he seems to catch me everytime no matter where I tried to hide" she said after being silent for a few moments.
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"Well, you didn't have me before." Vulcan stated, but then glanced at his mechanical hand "He wouldn't have a tracer or anything in this would he?" That would be bad. He would be more dangerous to her than he would be help if he could be traced by his hand.
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Sarane shook her head again "No the design was too difficult to put one in and the mechanics interferred with the tracking signal" she knew this because she hid between two large boxes while the mechanics were making it. Sneaking was one of her strong points. Though one time she had been caught looking at some classified information and had been punished severly. An involuntary shiver ran down her spine as she unconsciously reached up to touch the visible scar on her right shoulder. The leftover mark from when Murakai had punished her using an electricity rod.
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Vulcan flexed his artificial hand. "Well, that's good." He turned his arm over to further examine his limb. "I won't let him take you. I know places we can hide if we have to." He flinched. "However, there is a bullet being shoved around in my body, and that can't stay there." Thankfully, bullets were no longer made of silver, but even so, the metals breaking down and leeching into his body was detrimental to several functions in his mixed species.
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Sarane looked up at him " I missed one I'm sorry" she apoligized she had done her best to get all the bullets out but one obviously had been ebedded further. "You can't escape me" the manical voice entered her mind again. All of a sudden a horrible looking creature sprang from the ground "Ah found you" the red brown scaly creature hissed through its' razor like teeth and grotesque snout as it grabbed the girl and sprouted wings and flew away with a screaming Sarane struggling wildly against the creature's hold she then noticed the thick silver collar around it's neck it read "Muraki" on it. The creature landed on a rocky cliff and knocking the still wriggling girl out. " I'll deliver you to master Muraki soon whelp but first I'm going to torment your rescuer" he said a grin appeared on his digusting face.
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"They're small and hard to find amongst all the blood" Vulcan assured as the creature sprang from the floor. As she was swooped off, Vulcan's wings sprang out of his back as he took off after the creature, using his vampire speed in the air. what is that creature? Vulcan mind-spoke to her, reaching through the unconscious state to her inner mind, trying to gain some understanding of the situation. He was not familiar with the horrible creature.[/i]
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Unfortunatly the barries surrouned Sarane's mind would not allow Vulcan entrance and they rejected him with full force.
" Greetings Vulcan my name is Gumo and I have been sent to punish that little deserter there" the creature spoke grinning. " My master has given me permission to torment you in any way possilbe " his purple snake like tongue hanged out of his jaw like a horrible disfigured dog " And I assure you I will" he said and bended down near the limp girl taking out a syringe he drew a small amount of blood from her. He then put some on his claws " You're a vampire correct and I know that the whelp is 1/2 human so what better punishment then to be sucked dry by someone she thought she could trust" Gumo said laughinand while maniacally laughing added " I see that look in your eyes Vulcan you can't resist it can you? It's taken every ounce of your power not to have drained her until this point you know I'm right" he said with a malcious grin showing rows of sharply pointed teeth.
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"I'm not fond of games" Vulcan stated coldly. "And really, she is not the deserter. She was left behind while your master deserted the station, fleeing for his life and forgetting all about his little pet. Obviously, she is not that important to him." Vulcan pointed out, his wings fully outstretched. He was searching inside himself, attempting to find some crumb of his former warlock mind link, just enough to vanish Sarane to somewhere safe. He did have a great deal of self-restraint, most old vampires do, and while he was not from 'ancient' times exactly, he was quite old enough to have learned how to control his bloodlust--- usually.
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Gumo laughed again " Of course she's snot important the only reason she was kept around was because of her powers, hmm I see you're able to resist the scent of her blood but how long can that last I wonder?" he said suddenly revealing a dart like item and shooting it hitting the vamp's arm. " The tip of that dart has a powerful tranquilizer in it designed pacifically for all types of creatures even you Vulcan it will make you hold still so I can enjoy killing you nice and slow , just like that woman I caught in that city all those years ago did she was quite interesting that one all the while she kept screaming at me begging me not to harm her two children a daughter and a son I think it was, what was the name of the city it seems that after my fun I lose all interest, ahh yes it was York something" Gumo said particually enjoying the memory.
ooc: I Hope youit's okay that I used your charries mother. I just thought it would make an interesting twist. (If it's not I can modify it)
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((that's fine. Vulcan never knew what happened to his mother anyway, he always assumed she died of a drug overdose somewhere))
Now if this creature had killed his sister, he might have been upset, but he'd seen who killed his sister, and Vulcan had hunted him down and killed him just as his sister had been killed. It had been the first time he'd taken a human life. It had been back before he knew he was a vampire. He'd been in his teens....
Vulcan's knees gave out from under him as the injection made them unwilling to support his weight. "Ah, so you put my mother out of her misury...only I doubt it." His gaze hardened, his fangs lenthening slightly, not because of bloodlust, but because he wanted to rip this creature's throat out. "My mother never would have begged for the lives of her children, she was probably so strung out at the time that she didn't even remember she had children. You add that little embelishment all on your own?"
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The creature grinned again " You don't know that for a fact now do you, made up or not she did scream and that's all I cared about you haven't had enugh time to recover from your previus wounds have you so this should be over quickly" Gumo said a long buster sword like weapon appearing out of thin air "Now let's have some fun that injection in you will take complete hold in a second so the only thing you have to do is scream while I cut you into teeny little pieces" the hidieous monster said and charged at the vamp swinging at his torso a long bloody gash appeared.
Sarane moaned and regained conciousness from her blurry vision she could see Vulcan on the ground his body apparently useless and the horrbile Gumo swinging a giant sword making a huge gash appear. Why? what did the universe have a problem with her having friends. "No please don't kill him" she whispered.
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I wont' stay dead. Vulcan reached out to her mind If he chops me up, simply find the pieces and put me back together. Not so hard for someone as smart as you. Do you know how to Kill this thing? Can it be killed. Vulcan was not one to express pain as normal people might. He'd been killed so many times already that it was more annoying than anything, despite the pain he endured during the process. If he could avoid it, he didn't want to die, and honestly, he'd never been completely dismembered before, so theoretically, it could kill him and cause him to stay dead.
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The girl got to her feet but was still a little shaky. " I don't know he's very old I don't know" she mind spoke she felt totally helpless why was she so useless. She winced as the blade cut through Vulcan' s flesh again. She clenched her small fists and ran tackling the creature "STop IT!!" she yelled landing oon the creature's back and tried to stop it form harming the vamp by biting it's shoulder and yelped when green like gas exploded from it but ignored it she knew Gumo's blood was poisonous she didn't care if she could help Vulcan she didn't care if she died. "ARGH Crazy brat get off of me!!" Gumo cried desperatly trying to shake the Dhampir girl off.
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A terrible rumbling sprang from the mountain before molten lava poured up around and over Gumo's feet. Vulcan might have been paralized, but he still had his powers, even if he didn't have the warlock powers anymore. Sarane, flee if you have a chance, go into the city, to the bloodbank and let them know I sent you. They'll know what to do. Do you know how to make this stuff wear off? He wanted to protect her.
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Sarane nodded and quickly jumped off the creatures back and began to run extremely fast down the cliff she was quite good at running down steep places. “I’ll be right back� she mind spoke to Vulcan when she was far from the cliff. As she busted into town she was sure that she drew several strange looks. “Blood Bank , Blood Bank aha� she said to herself and slammed open the door a middle aged man and his young assistant looked at her. “For the love of St.Patrick lass what are doing?� the older man whose name “George� was embroidered on his shirt exclaimed looking at the red faced young girl who was panting hard from running through his glasses. “Help� Sarane said “My friend is in trouble and he told me to come to you�. George sighed and the younger man looked at him with crystal blue eyes he appeared about 19 with a slight accent and white blonde hair “Think that’s him old man?� he asked said man nodded “ Aye Matthias I do� then he turned to the girl “What’s your name lass?� he asked. “Sarane please hurry he’s fighting against a creature with a sytch and is already hurt and paralyzed and..� Sarane was cut off by the old man’s hand “Whoa Whoa slow down little missy we got just the thing Matthias� he called over his shoulder. “Right boss� the young man replied and hurried out of the room. Minutes later they were all in a beat up green truck heading for the cliff both men had canisters of bright green liquid and a navy blue bag with supplies in them. “This the spot� Matthias asked stopping the car just below the top of the cliff. “Yes� Sarane answered worry evident in her voice. “Now you stay here alright little mate?� the blue eyed young man said getting out with George. They arrived just in time to see Gumo gave Vulcan another slash on his chest throwing the canisters the glass and liquid exploded onto him. “What the hell?� Gumo asked but screamed in agony as he busted into flames and minutes later was nothing but a pile of black .ashes “Matt tend to the lad while I take care of this� the blue eyed youth walked over and knelt on his heels in front of Vulcan with a friendly smile on his face while George set the ashes on fire “ Ya sure know how to get yourself into fixes mate� he said to the vamp then observed the wounds and gave a low whistle “He cut you up good didn’t he, well that little ankle-biter told us you got yourself paralyzed huh? Well drink this up and you’ll be able to move again though I’m not sure I would want to with the pain your gonna be in , she also told us you got some lead in ya, you know Vully you can be a real idiot sometimes� the blonde-haired boy said with the same smile on his face as he tipped the bottle of antidote into the older vampire’s mouth. Just than Sarane came galloping towards them and threw her arms around the still immobile vampire “Vulcan you’re alive I was scared you were dead, I ran as fast as I could but I was afraid that I was going to be too late� the chrome haired girl cried.
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Vulcan He corrected as he always did when people attempted to call him by nicknames. He lay there, conscious under the inflicted pain, but unable to fight back aside from what he could spring from the ground, but apparently to no avail until finally George showed up. About bloody time Vulcan quipped mentally at him with less eloquence than he normally spoke. He'd been fairly well shredded to ribbons by the creature. I don't suppose you thought to bring a couple pints with you? He asked George, taken by surprise when Sarane pounced him. Finally his lips and tongue were working again. "I didn't expect you to come back, infact, I told you to flee...which usually means going away from danger" He stated quite calmly, though his eyes would hardly stay open due to the blood loss. And yes, I do have proverbial lead in me, though I'm not sure of it's exact composition. It's metal of some sort, not silver. He gulped down the rest of the antidote. He was cold, he was weak, but he was not dismembered and he was alive for the time being. "But considering you threw off my orders, you did a pretty good job and I probably owe you my life yet again." He attempted to lift an arm, but found it wasn't mobile yet, or he was too weak to do so. "I'd hold you if I could, but unfortunately, I can't at this moment. I appologize." George, can you take me back to the bank? You know how I feel about the sun, and I am in dire need of sustanance. Plus, he wasn't entirely sure if the sun would fry him with his strength so low or not, but in any case, sun would not be a pleasant addition to the situation.
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“Aww you’re no fun Vully� Matthias replied with fake hurt as he put the empty bottle back in his bag. George came over and carefully hefted the barely conscious vampire to his feet finally noticing the metal appendage “Honestly lad what have you been getting yourself into and no I didn‘t you‘ll have to wait till we get back to the bank � the old man said helping Vulcan walk , though it was more like dragging, towards the parked truck with Matthias carrying the supplies and Sarane quickly trotting behind. Quickly seating him in the back seat with the girl. George and Matthias started the car and began the trip across the deserted wasteland towards town. Ruby eyes looked at the older vamp quietly wrapping blankets around his bleeding form. He had started shaking and beads if of perspiration appeared on his forehead. “ You don’t owe me anything Vulcan it’s my fault all this happened anyway� she mind spoke soflty to him.
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Vulcan snugged the blanket closer around him. "It's what friends do, help each other. I like you, and what happens to me is never your fault. I chose to stay, I chose to get involved, I chose not to run away. So what happens to me, is caused by nothing more than my own choices." Vulcan pointed out. "Do you blokes have any water?" Vulcan asked. He was getting dehydrated, partially due to bloodloss, partially due to sweating and partially due to his power use, but it all came together to make him parched and less than comfortable. "Ah, and the arm. Got bitten off by some sludge monster, got picked up and put in a lab, and had it replaced before I made my grand escape with my little accomplice here."
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Sarane reached inside the bag she was carrying and took out a water bottle she wasn't sure if Vulcan would be able to hold it with his body shaking so much, so she carefully poured the clear liquid into his mouth. " I know but it still feels like it" she mind replied. The old man in the front seat was shaking his head while the young man just smiled. " I don't know why you thik it's necessary to fight every living creature you see Vulcan, but I suppose rescueing this brave young lass here I suppose you're not completly hopeless" George said his eyes not leaving the road. " Or did you have another reason for rescueing her mate?" Matthias began with a mischeivious glint in his sapphire orbs "I bet in a few years she could be pretty.. OW Why'd ya hit me for!?" the blonde youth yelped as the old man bonked him on the head with a heavy book that he kept in the car " Shut it you moron, no need to corrupt the girl!" the old man said sternly, "I was just sayin'" Matthias said huffly his crossing his arms. Sarane blinked oblivious "Pretty what? what'd he mean" she asked, "Never mind him dear you're far too young" the elder replied.
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"They find the need to fight me, I just find the need to defend myself" Vulcan stated, though his voice was a little on the weak side. Don't make her feel awkward. You may mean no harm, but this is the first time she's been in a real world of anysort. If you scare her, she may flee, and then she may not stand a chance. Vulcan mind spoke to them. "Sarane, you cannot control how you feel, but know that it is not your fault, and eventually, you may stop feeling it." Vulcan said, flinching. "George...we need to get back to the blood bank." He stated, his body going tense. He'd warded off the blood lust so far, but after three major injuries with no feeding, he was concerned he would not be able to ward it off much longer, and he now had three sources sitting in a metal case on wheels, none of which he wanted to harm. Why had George not thought to bring blood for him? It was the primary reason they had met in the first place. Vulcan needing blood. For once, he was glad to be old. When he'd been a younger vampire, he would have lost control and fed on Sarane while in the pod if not while in the lab. Granted, he might not have killed her, but he would have bitten her in all likely hood.
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“Ay lad I know, wouldn’t want a repeat of last time� the old man replied finally driving into to town . “Seriously she’s never been anywhere were the hell was she living in a black hole?� the blonde asked looking over from the passenger seat. “Space actually but I’ve seen many black holes though� the girl said as George pulled into the Blood Bank’s driveway and into the garage. “Alright mate up ya go before you bleed out� the chipper young man said with the vampire’s arm around his neck he pratically dragged him into one of the building’s spare rooms it was painted a dark color and the blinds were pulled down perfect for a nearly unconscious and bleeding vampire. “Sarane-chan look in that cabinet over there and bring me those two mason jars please� Matthias asked laying Vulcan on the bed. Sarane scampered over and brought over said two items dark thick blood swirled around inside. “Is this..� she began but was stopped when the youth shook it’s head “It’s cow’s blood little mate� he replied taking the jars and setting them on the bedstand next to the bed. “Oi Baka-San You think you can manage on your own or do you need help?� he asked.
Note: -Chan is a Japanese suffix used to describe someone younger then you .
Oi is a term for saying “hey�
Baka translates to idiot
San is a formal suffix for someone who is older than you or for addressing a Mr. Or Mrs.
( So basically Baka-san translates into Mr. Idiot 8) )
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(that's really funny since when I first saw them, I thought they were Irish or Scottish, and now they're speaking Japanese :-))
"I can do it" Vulcan said, taking the blood. It took more cow's blood to satiate the lust than it would human, but he didn't like feeding off humans. He'd had too many human friends to be comfortable with it, though feeding and draining were certainly two different things. "Is this at least fresh?" He asked, recalling the time they had given him blood that had been sitting around for far too long and he'd vomited and quite nearly bitten both their heads off figuratively, and if they hadn't appeased him with pints of humanoid blood, they might have had their heads bitten off literally as well.
"And why am I baka-san now? You said I'd done well rescuing my young friend" He pointed out as he opened the jar and took a sniff. If it hadn't been for the previous bad blood experience, he would have taken the entire thing in one starved gulp, which wouldn't be good either. Cow blood always smelled 'bad' compared to human, and his senses were failing under his bloodloss. Normally he wouldn't have to ask if something was fresh. His vampire senses would tell him nearly instantly.
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Matthias smiled and waved a finger " No that was the old man that said that , so your baka-san" the blonde replied and began laughing "Sorry no humanoid blood todat maybe later" he added and walked out of the room. Sarane turned towards Vulcan " I like them but Matt is weird" she said " He's been hurt so many times I wonder if.." she thought and decided to ask " Vulcan do you regret saving me I mean if you knew all this stuff would happen would you've still taken me with you ? and tell the entire truth and don't try to spare my feelings okay" she asked wondering what he would say. Of course if he said he did then she would leave she didn't want to cause any trouble for anymore people and didn't want to be a burden.
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"Ah, I see" Vulcan said to Matthias "But you didn't answer my question" He pointed out, now eyeing the blood quite suspiciously "George! Will you come see he's not attempting to kill us all with old blood?" He requested, his voice growing a little urgent now. He needed blood, but once he put even spoiled blood to his lips, his lust would be released.
"Little one, I have no regrets about bringing you with me. I would do it over again. I would even have my other hand replaced if it came down to that." Vulcan stated, hoping she would understand just how serious he was when he said that. After all, she had been there when they'd replaced his hand, and when he'd started trying to use the darn thing. "Life throws many things at us and we can't do a thing but roll and attempt to adjust. A little pain is a small price to pay for a friend. I haven't had one in a good long while" George and Matt were friends, but more in a business sense rather than actual casual friends. They didn't make a habbit of simply hanging out with each other for the sake of a good time. Vulcan usually needed blood, and lent his services when requested. Plus, he didn't raid their stores of blood.
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The old man walked into the room “ Well you must be feeling better if you’re complaining already� he said then looked at the jars of cow’s blood “ Don’t worry lad Matt might be dimwitted some times but he knows better than to give someone old blood� George added “Yeah Baka-san how could you? I thought we were friends� the blonde said poking his head around the door faking hurt. “ You front counter, now� the elder ordered and the young assistant went scampering off to help costumers. “But let me see what I have� George said and left but came back a few minutes later with 2 more jars but this time the blood was a lighter color “ Found some in way back, now the little lass doesn’t need any does she?� he asked but Sarane shook her head. “ No Mr. George I eat normal food� she replied “ Alrighty then lets see if we can’t stitch you up here� the old man said tieing the vamp’s wrists to the headboard for safety purposes and then walking into the ajoined bathroom and coming out with a medical kit , a bowl, cloths , alcohol and tweezers. “Sarane that bowl has cold water in it I need you to wipe the sweat away while I do this� the girl nodded as the man took a small flashlight and shined it into one of the wounds “ Well I can see the bullet but it pretty far in there going to have to dig for it, here bite on this can’t have any screaming spooking the customers� George said handing the vampire a piece of leather. And then while holding the flashing in his mouth he quickly poured alcohol onto the wounds and began digging with the tweezers until finally it came out. Sarane gently wiped Vulcan’s brow with the cool damp cloth she could tell he was in deep agony. By the way his limbs were struggling against the bonds desperately trying to escape the pain she had to do something to calm him or he might hurt himself worse. “I know� she whispered silently and began to gently enter his mind “Shizuka ni otozuzeru iro naki sakai subete no toki wo tome nemuri ni tsuku� she mind-sang gently hoping it would calm him. As the old man began stitching the gashes.
Note: the song is called “Eruruu’s Lullaby�
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(pst, so you know, saying what my character is doing or feeling is powerplaying. If you roleplay other places, doing that might get you eaten)
Vulcan opened his mouth to protest, but didn't get much chance to say anything or even to drink his blood before he was tied up, doused in alcohol and having tweezers rooted around inside him. He didn't scream, he didn't flail, though the color drained out of his face and cold sweat poured off of him in buckets as he started to shiver.
Stubornly, he locked his eyes on the jars that had been brought out to him and placed so teasingly just where he couldn't have them. Perhaps they would remember he was half starving once they were done poking prodding and torturing him. His fangs punctured the thick leather and narrowly missed his tongue.
The golden color of his irises were slowly being taken over by the red. Sarane....I need blood. He said warningly. His reserves were being taxed too far. He looked thin and weak, desperately needing nutrients. Later, he'd have to eat real food as well, but for now, he needed blood. "You realize, George" Vulcan said through the leather "Once I get enough blood in me, my body could probably heal most of those gashes on its own." He clenched his eyes closed "Stop. I need the blood." He said, his tone making it clear he was not open for discussion.
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O I'm sry :oops:
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oh don't worry about it, I'm not mad or anything. It's just a good thing to know about if you're role playing (there are rules about it on just about every site I've ever read) So now you know, no harm done. *hugs*
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Sarane took one of the jars from the bedside table and unscrewed the lid pouring the contents into an IV bag and placing it near the older vamp’s fangs. While gently wiping the sweat with a damp cloth using her free hand. George finally finished wrapping the bandages around the battered form “ Alright lad just take it easy for a while and for mercy’s sake don’t try to get up and move� the old man said and exited the room. Leaving the two alone. “ Do you feel any better?� the chrome haired girl asked.
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I tried to be normal once , I didn't like it very much
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Merry Christmas
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Vulcan greedily sucked at the iv, trying to coax it to give up it's hordes more quickly. A bit Vulcan replied, draining the bag. He could feel the blood starting to spread through is body. It was amazing how rapidly his appearance changed from death's door to his normal somewhat scrawny look. "Yes George" Vulcan said to the man's back as he left. He wasn't feeling much inclined to moving at the current moment, but soon enough, he'd be up and about. How about you go find something to eat hmm? Vulcan suggested, concerned the small girl might starve or something.
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Sarane nodded " Don't worry I'm fin.." she didn't get t finish her sentence as her eyes closed and she sank to the ground only to be caught by a pair of hands. Light blonde hair and cerulean orbs smiled up at the bedridden vampire " So Vullly I see the old man patched you up huh?" Jasper glanced at the vials of blood " I'll see if I can get Hororo to bring you some more blood just try not to empty our stocks okay, oh and don't worry about this little ankle-biter here we'll make sure to get some food in her before she starves" the young assitant said standing up with the out cold girl in his arms and walking out the door.
OOC: I forgot to add this when I made George and Jasper, Hororo is a gray wolf.
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"Thanks Jaspy" Vulcan said, retaliating with a goofy nickname of his own, his tone flat. "Be kind to her, she's been through alot." He requested as he settled back against the surface and attempted ot speed some of the healing processes, but there wasn't much he could do currently, though he felt less like he was going to pass out.
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Ruby eyes slowly opened and blinked the blurriness out of them Sarane relizedshe was on a couch "So you're awake" a voice said and she turned around to see Jasper walking up to her with a tray of food " I don't know what you like so I hope this is okay" the young man said with a smile and laid the tray which contained a bowl of rice , soup , bread , seafood and strawberry shortcakdown on the nearby coffee table . " It's delicious" the girl said through a mouthful of food, " Why thank you Sarane-chan, now I have to see if I can get Mr. Sunshine to eat someof this" Jasper said with the same smile. Sarane turned towards him as she began walking away " Is Vulcan okay?" she asked and Jasper turned around with a glint of something in his eyes and walked back to the girl and bent down next to the sofa " Sarane-chan you know what Vully really likes to be called" ameythst orbs blinked "No" she answered as the 19yr whispered something in her ear. Just then George walked into the room holding a package wrapped in plastic and handed it to the girl " Here little miss that old thing yer wearing is all bloody and dirty so here's a new outfit for ya" Sarane took it said a quick thanks to the old man and went into the bathroom to changed. Her new dress was yellow with buttons decorating it and a creamed colored frill at the end. She came back into the living room and Jasper got up from his sitting position “ Would you like to bring Baka-san his food?� the question was answered with a nod as she took the tray and quickly walked to the vamp’s room. Opening the door she smiled “ Hi Vulcan- wan wan I brought you some food� she said.
Note: Wan-Wan= Bow wow
Sarane's new dress
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Vulcan had finally fallen asleep in the time she'd woken up. As she entered, he opened his eyes, but at the greeting, his eyelids dropped to annoyed slits. "I take it you've been talking to Jasper" He stated as he sat up and gingerly stretched. He felt better though he was still rather weak. He hoped to avoid getting into another fight before he regained full strength. The last thing he needed was to get beaten by a human. George and Jasper would never let him live it down. "What do they have there this time?" Vulcan asked, lifting his nose and taking a light sniff to try to detect anything there that shouldn't be. He doubted he'd be poisoned, but then again, there was no telling how far Jasper might take some of his practical jokes. "Are you well?" He asked motioning her closer.
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The smile slightly dropped from the girl's face "he said you liked being called that" she then heard his question " Yes I'm fine George gave me a new dress and Jasper made me a yummy lunch" Sarane said her smile returning. " Do you feel okay?" she redirected his question sitting down in a nearby chair "Vulcan what do you plan to do after you're better?" she asked swinging her legs against the chair's.
OOC: Sry really crappy post :(
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"The only name I like is Vulcan. Jasper likes to try to give me petnames, but most of them are just insults in various other languages" He explained calmly. "You look very nice in the new dress" He complimented as best he could. He'd never been good at frivilous compliments. "And I'm glad to see George and Jasper have some sense to take care of you." He stretched carefully. "I'm fine and will be perfect soon enough as long as I don't get into any fights." He was still trying to investigate his food, but was also paying attention to her. "Once I'm well..." He pondered a moment, prodding suspicious looking lumps to ensure they were not pills in desguise. "I suppose I'll do the same thing I always do." He shrugged "Survive." He paused a moment before continuing "Though that could change. Maybe I'll finally find a reason and a place to settle." Or at least someone to wander with him. He had no reason to stay anywhere for any length of time. He was often not welcome in cities as he was a Vampire and fed on blood, preferably of humans, or humanoids. Plus, with idiots on the hunt for people with abilities, he had many reasons to keep out of sight. "What about you? What do you want to do?"
(*bounces happily* A post a post a post! I got a post! *dances and hugs the non-crappy post* I miss you when you go away)
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" I don't know , maybe I can be you're traveling partner if you want" the girl said actually if he said no then she would proably stay here but she wanted to stay with him. There was something so lonely and distant about him sometimes likehe was trying to hide something painful. She opened her mouthto say something but quickly decided against it.
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Vulcan nodded "I was thinking something along those lines. I have no reason to stay anywhere in particular, and I enjoy your company. George and Jasper are decent enough, but I wouldn't be comfortable leaving you with them in any case." He could only imagine the things Jasper would try to teach his poor innocent friend. He was a lonely person and there was quite a bit of deep pain he attempted to hide from anyone and everyone else, often times even himself. "Do you think you could put up with me for any length of time? You've seen the sort of trouble I get myself into. Could be quite dangerous, and while I will do everything I can to keep you safe, there are things that even I cannot control." Once upon a time, he used to be able to control just about anything, but the warlock he'd been linked with had left him long ago and either died, or just completely abandoned not only him, but his best friend's sister as well. They'd been married, and while Vulcan had been set against it, mostly because he thought of her as a sister and the very idea of sharing a mind with the man having intimate relations with her was absolutely repulsive to him.
"What do you think? Think we can partner up, travel the galaxy? Or do you have another suggestion? I have no real plan, I'm willing to listen to anything you have to say."
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" That sounds like fun" the girl replied maybe someday he would lose that lonely look in his eyes. "We'll come back to visit here right..err why are you poking you food like tha don't you like it" a hand patted the girl on her head as she finished her sentence "Ahh don't worry about Sarane-chan, the bIGH woofwoof here thinks I'm trying to poison him" Jasper said with a smile then looked up at the bedridden vampire "How can you think that Vully!? why would I try to poison you don't tell me your're still upset about that 'Incident' a few years ago I didn't know you would have that kinda reaction honest" the blonde said with mock hurt.
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Sry I haven't posted in a while ( Arrg I hate homework and projects!!! :evil: )
You can make up what ever you want the incident to be :D
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"I swing through here periodically, usually not planned, but if you'd like to and we aren't in some bigger trouble than usual, I don't see why we couldn't visit once in a while....short visits anyway. There is only so much of Jasper I can take at a time. " He looked up as Jasper enter, muttering something along the lines of "speak of the devil" before replying to Jasper. "I never know what you're upto" Vulcan stated "And because you don't know what I might have reactions to, I continue to examine the food you give me before I eat it. You play too many practical jokes on me to warrent being trusted." He lifted the fork. "Here, you take a bite." Chances were, if Jasper would eat it, there wasn't anything too weird in there. "And you should know by now my body doesn't react the same way yours does so I would appriciate it if you wouldn't spike my food or drinks." He was calm and factual, but there was almost a playfullness in his eyes as he glanced at Sarane. He'd never let Jasper see it, but Sarane was on her way to being trusted.
(*glomps* I missed you)
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Jasper sweat-dropped "Umm..err. well..ya se.." the blonde was stopped by a forkful of the suspcious food being forced into his mouth. Jasper turned blue and ran from the room the sound of the bathroom door slammig shut and of vomitig could be heard. "That assitant of mine he's a hard-worker but he acts like a child" George said holding the eating utensil shaking his head. "That-That was mean!!!" Jasper wailed leaning on the doorframe one arm wrapped around his stomach.
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Vulcan's eyes burned red, which was not a good thing. It usually meant the vampire side of him was taking over, whether due to blood lust, or anger. His fangs elongated. "Jasper you--" He launched into a string of insults and curses in about a dozen languages. He had been around long enough to pick up the majority of the earth languages, and even a couple of the more recent space ones. "You know what throwing up does to me." He'd rather be stabbed than endure prolonged vomiting. In his early years, he'd sustained severe abdominal wounds and the scar tissue left behind made vomiting severely painful. He was afraid he'd rip open the repairs on his stomach every time, though he had yet to manage such a feat. He never did understand why his vampire powers couldn't just heal over them, unless it was because they were inflicted just before he had discovered/manifested them.
"George, I appriciate what you do for me. You've never done me wrong, but your assistant has porridge for brains and I'd appriciate it if his help was kept to a minimum." Vulcan stated, trying to calm his anger, but he was just about ready to launch himself at Jasper's throat. They went through this every time, though Jasper never seemed to remember.
"Short visits Sarane. Short." He was hungry, but he was now willing to simply wait. It was no wonder he was such a skinny thing most of the time. It seemed he never ate and when he did, he had to do so much running and fighting it was all used up and then some.