pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

[Stumbling his way out of the Halloween Town world room, Ven gave the door that shut behind him a cautious look. Sighing, mumbling something along the lines of 'bad memory', Ven then dug into his pocket and pulled out... was that a fruit punch packet?

Maybe.

Considering how he bit the top and sucked without a straw, two fangs peeking from his upper lip...

Well. Maybe that wasn't a fruit punch packet at all.]

Comments

[ultimacannon.livejournal.com]

[ This'd be a tired Terra stepping out one of the doors and through the hall.

Still no sign of Facilier. He's pretty frustrated and hasn't noticed Ven just yet. ]

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

[Seeing movement made him turn, before starting and almost getting his beverage up his nose.] Terra!

[Nearly drops it as he runs over, the start of a smile on his face until he notices how frustrated Terra looks.] Is something wrong?

[ultimacannon.livejournal.com]

Ven?

[ ...'sup, bro. This'd be the part where Terra turns to face him, trying to hide the fact that a) his eyes are veeery obviously yellow, and b) he's dead tired. ]

No, it's nothing. I'll be alright.

[agelesshunter.livejournal.com]

[Ugh. Old blood. Makes a face at him.]

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

[Blinks from that face being made at him, pausing after one particularly loud slurp. Awkwardly looks down at the packet.]

[agelesshunter.livejournal.com]

How can you stand the taste of that stuff?

[windsurfs.livejournal.com]

I um, don't really have much of a choice... [He thinks he means that it's blood in general.]

[agelesshunter.livejournal.com]

There's plenty of people to choose from. It tastes much better fresh.

[Siiigh. But he's not allowed to drink fresh blood anymore or the girl he's protecting will hate him. Woe.]