All the better to eat you with [OPEN!]
WHO Conrad Ac Faith in Conrad's body
WHAT You know how Conrad doesn't eat people? Yeah, Faith doesn't have a problem with it and she's hungry
WHERE All around the city
WHEN Sunday night
NOTES/WARNINGS Likely violence, potential taking Conrad's body out for a spin in other ways, will update! Also, this is an open log, whoops for not mentioning that ( Read more... )
WHAT You know how Conrad doesn't eat people? Yeah, Faith doesn't have a problem with it and she's hungry
WHERE All around the city
WHEN Sunday night
NOTES/WARNINGS Likely violence, potential taking Conrad's body out for a spin in other ways, will update! Also, this is an open log, whoops for not mentioning that ( Read more... )
Isn't there a saying about bad things coming in threes? Well, two are covered...so it seems like number three is going to be managing to track down "Conrad" ( who does not feel as Conrad should feel ) for a face to face talk.
At this point, not even the real Conrad was used to the creepy trick of just suddenly appearing out of nowhere that Zangetsu was prone to. No footsteps, no breathing, not even a heartbeat for warning. Just shadows, and then some kid who looks no older than fourteen with a black cloak on standing in the weak shadows cast from streetlamps.
He didn't speak to announce himself either, simply took one step, and with the shadow falling away from his cloak, everything was suddenly real and solid. A heartbeat, respiration, footsteps, even the rustle of fabric.
Just...staring like a creeper from beneath that hood, trying to figure out if this is some invasion of the bodysnatchers, sort of thing, or if he's going to have to make good on restraining Conrad from biting people.
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Damn, it's on the tip of her brain. Voices, maybe? But that doesn't seem right, she's not a crazyperson. Probably.
Voices that would've for example given her a heads-up on the appearance of someone out of thin air. She has to rely on vampire reflexes instead...it's a good thing those are still crazy fast.
"Yeah?" She swings around, hands spread. "You got a problem?"
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"What are you?"
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Some part of her wanted to reach a little and find out, but nothing happened. She wasn't even sure what she thought would happen.
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He made a promise to Conrad a long time ago, that if ever it seemed like he'd lost his humanity, or become a killer, that Zangetsu would stop him. Restrain him.
Even though this isn't technically Conrad, it's still his body. And Zangetsu takes his vows very, very seriously.
It could be a trick of the light, or it could be that the black, and reddish-tinged fire just ignited in Zangetsu's hand. In the blink of an eye, he's armed, and he's moving fast. He's fought the real Conrad once before, and it was only vampiric enhanced senses that even let Conrad catch glimpses of him when he moved at top speed. Like after-images in a blur. It's a short blur though, because Zangetsu, while small, is as hard as a coffin nail, and stepping up to use the trailing fabric off the hilt of his broken sword to wrap around "Conrad".
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...a whole lot of nothing. What was he expecting to be there? Did she have some kind of weapon she usually carried around? Must've left home without it.
That and the hesitation as she realizes that her body isn't just doing its thing, reacting to the attack. She has to think about coming out swinging and that's unfamiliar too.
Luckily she's still hella fast and crazy strong, she can feel it, even if she's weak as hell right now from being starved half to death. There's no guiding force, no ages of experience behind the way she wheels back and aims a kick low at the kid's legs but there's a whole lot of oh no you didn't.
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"You are not Conrad Achenleck."
The cloth helps to foul steps, or a thrown punch, but it's a temporary measure at best. In a blur of movement, and tricks of shadow, and light, Zangetsu managed to grab 'Conrad's' hair, and pull him backwards enough to bring the taller vampire down closer to his height. Zangetsu's hood was knocked away in when 'Conrad' backhanded him across his previously injured face. But in return, Zangetsu slapped those glasses away, reversed his grip on his sword, and stopped it less than an inch from being embedded in "Conrad's" eye.
"What have you done with him."
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"I'm gonna have to assume you're gettin' ready to put somethin' pointy in my eye," she growled around her fangs, planning her next move. Something told her once she got tanked up on the red stuff the little guy would get a better run for his money. "But hey, without the four-eye effect it's not like it's gonna be a big loss. So tell me, Junior, who do you think I am?"
The hitting could get kickstarted again in half a tick, she was actually curious to hear his answer.
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"I think you are an invasive spirit. An entity of some sort. I can not say for certain, but that does not matter. You will be returning Achenleck-san to his previous state."
He had this not!Conrad at a stalemate for the moment, but it wouldn't last. He'd have to bind the body, and find the lost soul, right? How, though....
Drip...drip...oops. Hastily turning and wiping his cut cheek on the shoulder of his cloak, Zangetsu didn't even close both eyes to do it. This would all be much easier if he could just fix "Conrad" through decapitation.
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That copper smell hit the air and it made Conrad weak at the knees, it was hard to think for a second. Her eyes narrowed and flashed red as she grabbed for the kid's neck with a snarl, looking to hold him down, back or up against something long enough to drag her tongue across that line of hot and sticky-sweet.
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But none of that compare to being literally licked. Disgusted, Zangetsu gets a hard, and quick flash of emotion. That empathy kicking in too much; Child, woman, auburn, cross, sword, blood, blood, BLOOD, hungry, sick, tired, savage, broken.
"R-Release....me!"
Ugh...he felt sick. Sorry about this. Really. But that hungry madness is making it very difficult to keep not!Conarad from licking his face again. Without further thought, Zangetsu smacks his forehead into not!Conrad's nose, and jams a knee into the vampire's guts to try, and throw it off of him.
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Not so fun? Forehead to the nose. She gets tossed but she's had a taste of the good stuff and now all she can think about is getting more, it's a stop drop and roll maneuver before she launches again.
"Cool your jets there Short Round, the more you fight the more it's gonna hurt..." Just that little bit of his blood has her lit up like Vegas at midnight and she wants a whole lot more of it.
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Even with a sudden forearm put up to stop those sharp snapping teeth, the height difference was a problem, and Zangetsu couldn't very well kill this person, right? Right.
Too bad he's pissed off enough to inflict some serious pain of his own. In one long movement, the broken blade of his sword was up, and jammed hard with a strong push. This particular blade probably feels like it's still on fire purely thanks to how angry Zangetsu is. That anger might also account for the hard, soon two-handed shove that makes the serrated tip punch through not!Conrad's back. It's not a heartkill, but Zangetsu was definitely making it hurt.
"I said release me!"
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Sword.
The guy seriously has a sword. Who the hell carries around a sword? Not that it matters how it gets carried right now because the damn thing is through her, and she's not full up enough to shake it off.
She pushes off and staggers back, enough to pull herself off the broken blade again. "You fucking little shit," she spits, even though the only thing she can think right then is you did it, B and that doesn't make any kind of sense.
Backing up a little more, she decides it's time to make like a tree. She's going to need to eat to get over this and getting what she needs from the kid is just going to be too much trouble at this point. A glance behind and she grins, ragged and red. "Catch you later, Short Round."
And then she's grabbed on to the back of a garbage truck rumbling by, letting it carry her off for not the fastest getaway ever, but a pretty quick one compared to limping off.
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The speed of a garbage truck is also a problem when your opponent can keep pace with moving trains. Which, in the end, is exactly what Zangetsu does; bolts after the truck, running it down surprisingly easily with only a few blurry there-then-gone steps of shunpo.
"You will not be evading this. Return Achenleck-san."
Hi, not!Conrad, you're getting the collar of your shirt grabbed, and yanked hard. It's time to get off the bus so he can tie you up, and leave you up, and keep you from biting the unsuspecting people. Just like he promised.
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The hell?
Running on pure instinct and adrenaline the tiny Faith-Conrad-Bat struggled into the air...goddamn. How did she get so chubby? Gritting tiny sharp bat teeth against the agony burning around the hole through her now fuzzy shoulder she climbed into the air headed back in the opposite direction, struggling but moving at a pretty good clip.
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