☾Midnight Moonlight☽
☾♦☽Raidan*LEADER*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Doro*MERCENARY*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Ana*PEACEMAKER*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Rei*MASTERMIND*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Raidan*LEADER*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Doro*MERCENARY*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Ana*PEACEMAKER*☾♦☽
☾♦☽Rei*MASTERMIND*☾♦☽
Unique, he said. There was nothing unique in this sob story of a world. Everyone was bound by fear, by instinct, by a feral wish to live. As if names had an affect on what, ultimately, took place in their lives. "Names are pointless. Just a calling card." According to Riordan, all that mattered was living. Feeling. Whatever you could find that wasn't nothingness.
She didn't know how to feel. Perhaps the one thing she didn't tell Riordan, though she guessed he could tell.
At his yawn, she started. Duh. Time to get him to a guest room. So troublesome. And they were all the way across the complex. God, she hated being responsible for this kind of thing. It wasn't nearly as simple, as second nature, as protection, as self-defense, as assassination. So much more thought was required. Her normal job was instinctive, easy. With this, she had to give a damn about others. Others than her family, anyway. Ah, hell. He could just use her bed for all she cared. It wasn't worth the effort of getting him to the other side of the labyrinth. She might as well just wait for him to go to sleep. Striding to the bed, she pulled back the covers and gestured for him to go ahead and lie down. As for her...well, until the others were back, she wouldn't relax. Stepping to the wall, she rested her head back against it, closing her eyes. Listening would serve her best now. Hunting mode; her fangs slipped out, all her senses heightened. The tiny currents of air against her skin, the sound of the walls slowly shifting, moving to the rhythm of the millennium, tasting the blood that still resting on her tongue the smell of that same blood lingering in the air, the slight shadows visible through her eyelids, marking the position of items around her. It was time to wait.
And with the faintest noise, her waiting was over. Flinging a shout over her shoulder, she fled the room. "Stay!"
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Riordan entered his domain, bleeding and feral. There was blood here, somewhere. He could smell it. And...Doro was here. Her feed. The territory was marked. Where else...? He was so thirsty, it burned him, shriveled his mouth, his throat. No choice, none. Kill tonight, no survivor this time. Damn, he hated it when it happened that way. So pointless, not to mention it added to a bad reputation. As he shot down the shaft, he cursed his stupidity. Even he couldn't dodge a bullet at point blank range. Only Doro, and she wouldn't bother to get all the way out of the way, just stop it with her shoulder in case one of them was behind her. All his blood, gone, drained, living on cells that hungered for oxygen, dying. Thank god it had been just shy of his heart. Not an assassin, just a person who heard rumors and tried to survive best they could. As he landed at the bottom with a soft tmp, thought chased itself away and his cells strove toward the blood he smelled, so fresh, so alluring. On a basal level, it registered- human- but the person, Riordan, was long absent. All that mattered was blood, and within the next thirty seconds. Otherwise, he would be dead. Homing in on the scent, he barreled toward it, faster than would be thought possible, even for a vampire. Colliding with warm flesh at the doorway of Doro's room, the allure of a beating heart took over and even the scent of human was drowned out at this more immediate source of life. His fangs buried into a neck that stretched in acceptance, shrouded in cyan hair.
As thought returned, he realized that it was Doro. The second thing he noticed was the pressure against his wound, as she pressed it even while wrapping it in bandages and had her own blood sucked out of her. After a short moment marveling at her collected nature, he sent a thought through their blood-bond. "You have enough blood?" Her response: "Of course. There are bloodbags in the main fridge." It went unsaid that she would be sick to her stomach for a day or two after. It had been Doro's choice, knowing full well the consequences. She would be able to operate near-normally though. It would be fine.
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As Doro was knocked back into her room by Riordan, she realized he was running on the remainder of oxygen in his cells, no blood left. Arching her neck to welcome his bite she knew would come, she simultaneously snatched the bandages to her left, feeling euphoria as his fangs released toxins into her bloodstream. No wonder people became addicted to this, she mused as she began stripping his shirt and bandaging his open wound. As his thought returned, she felt his query brush her unshielded mind. "You have enough blood?" She had just fed, they would both be fine. "Of course. There are bloodbags in the main fridge." She didn't look forward to the sickness after, but compared to his life, it was fine. And they didn't have a second victim, so Ri's values dictated the life of Damian. Donor blood for her.
After a minute, Riordan drew back, leaving her dizzy at the loss of blood. Tucking his bindings into place, she squirmed out from under him and leaned against the doorframe, clumsily stepping to her feet, using the frame for support. Time to grab some blood, and let Riordan take hold of his situation while she helped herself out. It was a good thing that, of the four of them, she had to take the most blood, allowing her the chance for doing something just as she had done. As her balance and homeostasis returned after Riordan's fast-paced feed, she slipped towards the main kitchen, grabbing a couple liters of blood. Best to drink them here, grab some chocolate, bind her own wound, then return. She trusted Riordan to come get her if he wanted her sooner. Sinking her fangs into the first bag of blood, she shuddered at the sensation of stale blood flowing into her mouth, but dutifully kept drinking.
||OoC:: Sorry I've taken so long to post. s**t's been going on in my life, so to make up for it, it's a long post and you get to meet Ri. Sorry about this.||
