...what is this I don't even--

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[So today Ven was minding his own business when he found a red...turtle shell. Yes, red. The problem is, he didn't see it at first and wound up tripping on the thing, only to make it ricochet back and forth in the hall.

Back and forth, back and forth, a nasty obstacle.

BAM! And it just hit him again! Time to hop out of the way and figure out how to stop the thing, as it's moving quite fast.]

[ooc: SPOILERFACE in comments.]

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[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

[ Once he's got the shell, he 'lets go' and ends up flat on his butt, rubbing his hand. ]

I never heard of that.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Really? Well, maybe it's just really similar. Aqua'd probably know better than me; she's the one who uses a lot of magic.

[Whatever it was, though, it sure looked a bit exhausting.]

You okay?

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

[ He carefully pulls that glove right back on, and then extends a hand, a non-verbal 'help me up, please'. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

[Right then! Ven will gladly help pull him back up to his feet.]

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

[ He sways a little, but looks at the shell in his hands. ]

I'm okay... there isn't a turtle in it, right?

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Doesn't look like it! If there was, it probably would've come out by now.

[But just to check, he holds out the shell and-- nope. Empty!]

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

[ Hmm, weird. ]

Did someone eat it or something?

[ Turtles are good sources of protein. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Huh? Why would anyone eat a turtle?

[That...is something Ven doesn't know.]

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

The hunter that kept me used to eat it all the time. It smelled pretty bad when it was cooked, so his breath stunk a lot, but I guess he liked it. Maybe it tastes like the sea or something.

[ Riku shrugs. He's never had any himself. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

The hunter? Who's that?

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

He never told me his name. He used me for bait before I came here.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Huh? But why would he use you as bait? That's messed up!

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

[ ... why so adamant on that, Ven. ]

Well... vampires like how I smell. I guess that's why. You know what a vampire is, right?

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Uh... They're those monsters that suck blood, right? I didn't know they were real!

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

They're not really monsters... they used to be human.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

Really? So how'd they change?

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

They get bit on the neck by another vampire.

[ He points to the variety of bites on his neck. ]

It doesn't really work for me, though.

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

It doesn't? How come?

[Man, this is actually pretty interesting! ...Those bites, though, aren't very pleasant looking.]

[bloodsacrificed.livejournal.com]

They made me so it wouldn't, so I can be bit a lot of times and still not turn into a vampire. That's why they use me as bait instead of actual people.

[ Which implies he might not be an 'actual' person, by his own definition. ]

[risingwinds.livejournal.com]

They...made you?