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

[mymic.livejournal.com]

_{[Man, why can't you just adapt to drinking tea and eating sweets like we did 8| ]}

And what exactly are you doing?

[lotuslife.livejournal.com]

[what is this I don't even]

You could be more covert about it...

[ex_seventh238]

[Glaring down at you from the nearest telephone pole.

Son I am disappoint. :|]

[thelittlecanary.livejournal.com]

[Good girls are usually in bed by this hour, but Garnet's been having nightmares lately that she can't really shake, so she's out on her front porch trying to calm herself with a cup of tea.

She hears some sort of commotion to her right, and since she's jumpier than usual, the noise prompts her to call out.] Who is there?

[septette.livejournal.com]

Well, that is definitely a gruesome way to go about it.

[makemebreakfast.livejournal.com]

[Guess who had been out for a nighttime stroll? Hey, she likes the moon ok? No telling why...]

[But she's standing on a roof, watching Merem dispose of his little snack. She's looking down with her arms folded under her chest.]

At least you're doing it properly.

[yourhairismine.livejournal.com]

Quite unsightly. Would it not be easier to simply turn some drones into the living dead to feed on your behalf?

[tsundorapettan.livejournal.com]

[ staring. and staring. ]

What the hell are you doing.

[perfektsymmetry.livejournal.com]

[Crowe's on the prowl with his Night Watch duties, trying to keep an eye out on the town when he comes across you stuffing a body into a trash can. Normally he's really good at staying unseen and hidden, but he can't help but choke back a surprised yelp when he knows the drone's head you're throwing in there.]

Oi! Wh-what the hell are you doing?!

Has that drone been claimed already?

[pencilpremonition]

....Mom?

[Becca puts up with her drone mother. The drone is a lot nicer than Becca's mother. She'd heard movement, and now she was headed outside, since the front door had been left open. She's in her nightgown and slippers, looking a little bit spooked.]

[hurtjustalittle.livejournal.com]

Just hide it under the damned house, you idiot.