thenearshore | Always tumbling down over that abyss of Madness

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Always tumbling down over that abyss of Madness

Who: Zero and Open
What: Zero ~~loses his shit~~ falls to his bloodlust
When: May 4th
Where: Everywhere.
Warnings: Blood, violence, manipulation, self-harm, he'll be an arrogant ass too

He digs at his throat obscuring the tattoo. The pain a welcome change to the raw hunger clawing at his throat making it impossible to even think! His stomach churns and his form convulses bringing him to his knees. His hands slam forward breaking the fall as his instincts single out the faint sound of a heart beating in the distance. He covers his ears to block out the sound but it doesn't go away!

Starvation.

It turned vampires mad. And Zero had been starving himself for far too long.

His body screams in agony, forcing his instincts to the surface as hunger grips him in its claws forcing his heart rate up, the sound mixing with the steady one in the distance. It was close. If he--

"Stop it!"

He grits his teeth and his breathing falls into ragged breaths. He's losing control. Beneath the blood and raw skin, his tattoo begins to glow and his eyes pulse a deep red. He's slipping, falling off the ledge of sanity and the monster lurking inside raises its head and tests the will that always kept it at bay, and for the first time it come away with a grin. The Hunter lost more than his memories, he lost his strength to defy it.

Time passes and his throat begins to heal while that beating heart echoes in his mind drawing the vampire toward the source, a wide grin marring its lips when its meal falls within its sights.

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His tattoo glows a deep red and his hold tightens. He jumps back, girl in hand, refusing to abandon his meal so easily. He lands a meter back and as soon as his feet touch ground, he pushes off a second time, jumping into the tree.

It's like he's been sucking all the strength from her body. Quickly too. It's hard to tell how much is from Zero and how much is from the damage he's caused her NOTE. She's felt what it's like to practically be sliced in half but this is completely different. Her vision is blurred and she's seeing spots but there's no mistaking that flash of orange. Davesprite is here. She can hear his voice loud and clear. He's a good shinki. A tiny smile pulls at her lips as the thread drops from her fingers and vanishes. She continues to slump against Zero. She lifts her hand slightly, its a slow motion. Actual threads appear this time and attempt to twist around Zero's right leg and the tree branch. If she can tie him to the tree, if she can just slow him down even a little or stop him from moving around so much...maybe it'll help Davesprite. Her god powers are all she has right now but its so hard to focus. The thread isn't as strong as it should be but maybe it can help, somehow.

Anything is helpful to Davesprite at this point - even with his flashstep, the guy is faster than he expected, and he has to repeat the small, blinding fast movements to keep up with the distance he leaps back. Getting into the tree isn't any trouble, though, and he spreads his wings and darts into the sky.

Seeing the threads appear is reassuring, in a way. Hajime's still alive, and alive enough to fight. All he needs to do is get her back, and he's slashing his sword in the direction of Zero's head this time, intending to do his level best to make good on his threat.

"Door B it is, then, congratulations on winning a decapitation. I'll even make it quick."

He doesn't take any joy in combat, but if it's necessary, then he won't stand down.

The threads spread without his notice, his focus on the winged familiar above, so when he throws that attack at him, he knows he's more than fast enough to dodge it.

... Or he would have been had he not had his foot attached to the tree by a string of threads that have him jerking down hard enough to have the NOTE slip through his blood-stained fingers. He leaves the NOTE to its fate and focuses on tearing off the threads before jumping to the side with his prey in hand, barely missing the attack by a hair's breadth.

Edited 2016-10-17 02:09 (UTC)

Hajime can feel the rush of the blade swiping over head. All this jerky movement is making her sick to her stomach and that much more dizzy. Bloodloss and quick movements are not the best thing. But the NOTE leaving his grip does give her a small bit of relief. She feel it once it leaves his crushing grasp and then catch sight of it as it falls towards the ground below. She can almost breath that much easier now. Her insides still feel like a mess and there's still blood dripping down her lip but the NOTE, her soul, won't take anymore damage if it's out of his hands.

Something felt wrong. There was just something in the air that pulled her attention and prevented her from going home that night. No, just one more circle around town. She's needed here. Kuraha says nothing in protest. He's on edge, too. There's something wrong and their master's instincts were right, usually. Especially when it came to things like this. It's when they cross from a low-hanging building that she catches sight of the battle. A shinki? Two shinki? But it's the sight of that familiar girl that catches her attention. Hajime isn't looking so good. There's blood in the air.

"Suuki! Gaiki!" is the outburst that announces her arrival followed by two warning shots as she leaps up off Kuraha's back in a rush to get to Hajime and get her away from her assailant.

As the NOTE drops and Zero escapes his swing, Davesprite curves his flight path down to catch it - he doesn't realise exactly how important it is, but if the vampire had it, it must be something to do with all this. Without many options to hold it, he tucks it away in the soft feathers of his ruff where it'll be held in place by the line of his shirt before flying back into the fray, flashstepping again to catch up with the vampire.

The sound of gunshots startles him into releasing the faintest avian sound, even if he doesn't stop, and he turns his head to catch sight of the newcomer into the battle for just a moment. He needs to focus on the beast with Hajime, but he calls over to the woman even as he bears down on him.

"She's still alive, but he keeps fucking running before I can give him the new one he deserves getting ripped. If we can bail him up he's deader meat than he is already."

And if he's both a vampire and a shinki, that's pretty damn dead meat.

A burst of sound has his head snapping, his reflexes barely avoiding those shots as he jumps back with the girl pissed at the new arrival. That gun. It didn't have the killing intent of an anti-vampire weapon which mean it wouldn't seal his healing.

The beasts tracks the girl's would-be rescuers, as his eyes darken into a bloody red, anger overcoming his senses knowing they sought to take what was his, which meant he needed to take them down.

Tossing the girl behind him without a care, the vampire squares off against the duo, his mind far too entrenched in the blood-haze to fully care he was at a disadvantage.

She glances aside briefly, catching sight of the... bird. Whatever he is, he isn't familiar but she can only assume he's a shinki. She's introduced herself to most of the gods here, after all. But there will be more time to figure things out later. There are more important matters to take care of.

"Get her somewhere safe!" Bishamon calls back, extending her hand again.

"Jinki!"

At that outburst, her guns disappear and reappearing in her hand is a coiled whip. The war god cracks it out, aiming to wrap it around Zero's arm to allow her to subdue him.

Well, this woman clearly has combat down to a science, and Davesprite gives an appreciative whistle as the gun is traded smoothly for a whip. Still in fast flight, he sheathes his sword back through his stomach and barrel rolls out of easy reach of Zero as Bishamon goes for his arm.

"If you can run this asshole off yourself, then I'll leave it to the more capable hands."

Spinning back in line to where Zero threw Hajime, he swoops down to collect her in his arms with the intent of flying far enough above that she can't be grabbed again.

The whip snaps around his arm and the vampire goes red with rage. He grabs at it and pulls with full strength intent to rip it apart.

She has no choice but to pull it back. Even if that whip is a shinki, she doesn't want to risk hurting Kinuha. Instead, she charges in close again with her arm extended.

"Saiki!"

Kinuha is called back and replaced with a large broadsword. She brings it down, making the blade whistle in the air at the force of the movement. Whoever this... creature is... he's one of them. She can't kill him but her attack should certainly be enough to chase him away from Hajime and her shinki.

With Zero distracted by the whip, Davesprite uses the time to gain air, moving away from the trees so they can't be used as a booster to the vampire's already impressive jumping skills. He hears the familiar sound of a hard-hitting blade and glances back to see Bishamon's attack even as he keeps moving.

Even if Bishamon clearly has things well in hand, the clenching, useless feeling in his gut says he should be trying to help with both sides of this instead of just moving to safety, and he clutches Hajime to him a little tighter as he flies beyond level with the tops of the surrounding trees.

The blade sinks home and blood runs down his shoulder effectively taking it out of commision along with his arm. He's no Pureblood so he can't heal it fast enough to continue on with this fight and win, so the vampire glowering with a deep hatred uses his speed one last time to rush her veering off at the last second and disappearing into the trees. He'll need blood to heal the wound. Blood and time.

He's gone before she can swing the Saiki one more time. Maybe it's by chance that the blade is a heavy thing and needs time on the upswing but either way, her attack has fulfilled its purpose. She pauses, hesitating somewhat. Should she give chase? Maybe not. After all, he's either a god or someone's shinki -- maybe. Either way, she's managed to chase him off and that's enough.

She turns her attention back up to Davesprite. "How is she?" she asks, leading Kuraha up to them.

As soon as the vampire splits for the trees and vanishes, Davesprite starts to fly back down, looking around to make sure this isn't just a brief retreat for a surprise attack. He flashsteps the last section to land right in front of Bishamon, though his head is bent down to look at Hajime anyway.

"Still alive, thank whoever the hell has domain over that shit, but I don't know how long that's gonna last if we keep hanging out here." His talons tighten a little on her, not enough to break skin but probably enough to leave brief dimples in it, and his lips part enough to show how tightly his teeth are gritted. "Fuck, I...she always fucking texts, or calls, or sends me some random cute bullshit picture or does something to tell me she's coming home late. I should've left before she had to pull that thread."

He draws a breath as if to say something else, but ends up just closing his mouth. The 'what the hell kind of shinki am I' can stay unsaid, that can of worms doesn't need opening when they're supposed to be helping Hajime.

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