terrible consequences

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ It was driving her nuts.

Halloween was over, the masquerade was done and all the effects were over. She was out of that stupid uniform with the rabbit ears and realistic tail, and she was back in that black uniform of hers. Xigbar was as normal as a Nobody can get, as existent as a body and soul could be. She would have gone back to her usual ways, gone back to having a little fun.

Instead, it looked as if her favorite drink just evaporated.

Xigbar was still craving. She wasn't a monster anymore, but she sure still felt (ha ha) like it. She wanted two things, and she only knew three people that can do that for her. It was why she immediately started to warp from one room to another, glancing around for a minute in search of those individuals before leaving again to check another.

She wanted it now. ]


[ ooc; Backdated to the 6th. I know, that's long, but this post has been way too delayed for it! All comments I've made past the 6th will still be replied to! This is. Just. Delayed. ]

Comments

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[GOD DAMN IT, HE WAS IN THE MIDDLE OF... things. Of which he'll immediately attempt to pretend he wasn't. Unfortunately, he's kind of distinctly not a vampire at this point in time.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ There he was. She immediately warped right infront of him. Once she was there, she grabbed his shoulders with both hands. ]

Even, Kitty. We need to talk.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[Well, this is awkward as all hell. Even jerks back a bit almost immediately, fairly bewildered due to slowed reaction speed. mmmmm, paint stripper breath]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ The smell of alcohol made her look down because it was a little smelly, and then she spied a busy body. A very busy body, but who cared? Certainly not her. ]

I'm thirsty.

[ That always means cut yourself, let me drink for the past month of October. ]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[Shhh, pay no attention to the man behind the curtain.]

I'm not a vampire any more.

[Cutting himself is certainly not a problem; not that it will do anything for her and not that he's been instructed to yet. Though, does anyone honestly believe he wouldn't try to stock up on something that clearly makes people so pliant to things he wants?]

1/2

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Wrong answer. ]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Her hands slid down to the center of his shirt, grabbing them tightly, pulling him closer. The Malkavian in her was definitely showing, wasn't it? ]

I remember the first time I had a drink, and I was pretty sure I wasn't a Ghoul when I had some.

Don't you have a mix?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

N-no.

...I thought I left the bottle with you.

[LIES. He still has the bottle he first fed her from as well as a bottle or two of the pure stuff and the bottle she requested before.]

1/2

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

I never got it. I totally wouldn't be here if I had it, you know?

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

So you should go get me a new one.

[ Of course, she would know by taste. Or so she thinks. ]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

Yes you would, especially at the rate you were drinking it the first time.

[This is not a conversation to be simultaneously drunk and horny during, but he unfortunately can't change much of that.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Then where are the back-ups?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

There aren't any. [That he's currently willing to give her at least.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Did you forget where we are?

[ Her grip tightened as she dragged him lower, making sure she would tower over him. ]

With this place, I'm pretty sure there's at least one bottle around.

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[Xaldin's a little more irritable today than he might otherwise be, but he's easy enough to find all the same. By the looks of it, he's heading back to the simulation room.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Happy, irritable, the point is that he should give her a drink. Once she spotted him down the hall, she warped right in front of the man. ]

Xaaaaldin.

[ She wanted something. ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

Yes?

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

I'm thirsty.

[ That was always the only necessary indicator, right? ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

The effect's gone.

[Therefore he can't help.]

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Then why am I still thirsty.

[ She grabbed part of his sleeve. She's never done that before, not like this. ]

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[He bares his teeth - teeth and not fangs - at her when she grabs his sleeve. He is not in the mood for this at all.]

I can think of several reasons.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ She peered at those pearly whites of his. Disappointing, but it doesn't cure her insanity. Sleeve tug. ]

Like what?

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

[I told you those Malks would be bad for you.]

The simplest: addiction.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ BUT IT WAS SO TASTY She tilts her head to the side, not letting go. ]

Whatever, it's good. Why don't you do me a favor and be a vampire for a day?

[danceoftears.livejournal.com]

It's not that simple.