moonlitknight: (Vampire)
♘ Zero Kiryuu ([personal profile] moonlitknight) wrote in [community profile] thenearshore2016-10-11 05:50 pm

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.
roeh: (grus)

hey I know how it goes no worries

[personal profile] roeh 2016-11-01 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
So her spectre was going to be a gentleman about his intrusion now? There's no pretending she's not here. Her light is on after all and anyone close enough would notice the movements instead.

So the only polite thing to do is let them in.

"It's open," she calls while carefully fluffing the pillow behind her where the rigid outline of her carnifex pistol stands out in a valiant attempt to reassure her.
roeh: (musca)

[personal profile] roeh 2016-11-22 05:36 am (UTC)(link)
His entrance doesn't seem to phase her, nor the closing and locking of the window. She doesn't seem to react to his presence much at all until he speaks. By her guess it isn't coming from a place of concern and that's enough to force her hand.

In almost a single flash of motion, her hand slides under the pillow and her gun whips out, firing at him as soon as he's lined up in the sight.

"You too." She huffs out through the strain of her actions.