4th

[splitthebaby]

[It's 1 AM. DO YOU KNOW WHERE YOUR CHILDREN ARE?

Someone (and by someone, I mean Merem) hasn't partaken in any blood like he requires. Killing is oh so boring and he'd rather wait until he was on the edge of starvation.

But, then again, if he didn't, he'd dry up and wither away into a fine powder and that wasn't the kind of fate he was looking for.

So after partaking in drinking the blood of a random drone, he rips off its head just to assure it won't become a ghoul or possibly another vampire. You can never be too sure about these things and if ghouls started running around, he'd be the only target for Arcueid and Ciel.

The next problem was disposal.

You can easily find Merem stuffing a body larger than himself in a trashcan and then tossing the head in too. Do you know that drone? MAYBE. It sure would be unfortunate if you did. Merem will give it a prayer if you ask nicely.]

I wish there was a way to make this process less....dirty. Too bad God doesn't grant wishes to heretics, hah.

Comments

nope but there probably would have been multiple bodies anyway

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

[guess who's there that you're not looking for]

[pencilpremonition]

[Becca looks over at the person struggling with a body, and she falls to the ground with a yelp. She looks quite sick already. She starts crying immediately.]

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

[just...rubbing his forehead]

What is the problem?

[pencilpremonition]

What are you doing? That's my mom... [She scrambles backwards, terrified of him just on principle.]

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

I beg to differ. This was a drone.

[pencilpremonition]

Yeah but she was my mom...

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

She'll be back tomorrow.

[pencilpremonition]

[She's crying harder now. You've reminded her of...something.]

But dying's =horrible=...

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

If it's so bad, then become immortal.

[pencilpremonition]

[She's still pretty darned terrified, but that actually gives her a bit of hope. She watches him, still trying to scramble to her feet.]

Is...is that possible?

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

That's what happened to me.

[pencilpremonition]

...I don't want to die again....

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

Do you always drop your worst fears on a passing vampire?

[pencilpremonition]

You're the one offering information about how -not- to. YOU brought it up....

[Her eyes stray over to the rubbish bin. Oh right. That's -why- it got brought up. She starts edging backwards again.]

You gonna tell me how it's done?

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

I doubt someone as meek as you could achieve it.

[pencilpremonition]

[What does meek mean? The lack of understanding shows on her face.]

...Tell me how and I'll see if I can do it or not.

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

Come back to me when you can prove you're worthy of that kind of knowledge.

[pencilpremonition]

.......... [To slink away inside like a frightened child or to reach out and try to grab for power--something she's not really had before.]

.........I'm worth it.

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

Not quite yet, you aren't.

[pencilpremonition]

....Nuh uh! I'm good enough!

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

That type of attitude is proof of it.

[pencilpremonition]

...................Huh??

[wise-king.livejournal.com]

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