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Night 45: M1-M10 Hallway

Nov 21, 2009 13:12

...apparently being vampired made the zombie go away. Junpei wasn't sure what to make of this development. yes, he was quite happy that he no longer wanted to go gnaw on someone's arm, but... vampire. He'd seriously swallowed vampire flesh (complete with vampire blood) and then that same vampire drank his blood. That was a bad combination, ( Read more... )

klavier, endrance, kvothe, big boss, tsukasa, nightcrawler, hanatarou, sora, cliff, junpei, otacon, kristoph, dist, howl, dean winchester, kanji, haseo

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[outside M4.] oftemptation November 22 2009, 05:48:07 UTC

[from here.]

Endrance couldn't help feeling a touch nervous when he knocked at Haseo's door. He'd dealt with one roommate that was brainwashed; what if Haseo's was, too? Or...what if he wasn't there again? Please be there, Haseo. Please., he thought, pacing the halls as he waited.

[M4.] feartehreaper November 23 2009, 00:43:57 UTC

And just like that the lights snapped off, intercom fading away after a message that, as usual, did nothing toward soothing its listeners. Oddly enough though, Haseo breathed a slight sigh of relief. There hadn't been any nurses coming back for him. So far, there weren't any undead hands reaching up to grasp at his ankles... or anything else overwhelmingly terrible.

... So now what?

He did nothing to object when Kanji took off, busy getting his things together, taking his time lacing up his boots... and trying not to become alarmed at just the freaking dark. He hadn't felt this way before, so that was ridiculous, wasn't it? But for the second time he fumbled in tying a knot, curses flowing under his breath in frustration. This wasn't alright. He wasn't alright, and he had no idea what was supposed to be done about it. The chances of them deciding to kill him off or something seemed pretty low after the trouble they'd gone through the night before, but he wasn't about to underestimate their cruelty, and in the end... his friends were ( ... )

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 23 2009, 00:55:29 UTC

"It's me..." Endrance said, before opening the door, quietly cursing the fact that he'd neglected to identify himself when he had knocked. That had been a particularly insensitive oversight on his part. "I'm sorry, I should have said," he added, once he'd stepped through the hallway. "I..."

Saying anything else about that would likely make things worse, he realized, and he stopped himself before he could. "I was worried about you, after last night. I...I was afraid they might have tried to take you again." Never mind the fact that Endrance would have gone straight upstairs had that been the case, and he would have been out for blood. His emotions were already stirred up after that talk with his roommate. The staff really didn't want to know what he might be capable of in that state.

"That, and I couldn't actually get out of my room fast enough tonight...my roommate got a dose of their brainwashing. He tried to say none of this was actually real, and...it takes a lot for me to lose my temper. Saying that was enough."

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 23 2009, 04:03:48 UTC

Haseo might have initially relaxed at the voice, but it didn't last when Endrance walked in and continued talking at him... and he suddenly found himself not quite capable of processing speech. He leaned against the wall harder, vision seeming to warp unpleasantly as he stared at the man in front of him like he'd just been physically blindsided. Was he hallucinating or... was Endrance actually somehow wearing the clothes his PC used in 'The World'?

"Er--" After a moment he turned the short sword over in his hand and lowered it to his side, expression dazed, then grabbed Endrance's arm with his free hand as if he half-expected it to go through him. It was real... or seemed to be- Haseo was tempted to think he'd finally gone crazy. "What the hell."

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 23 2009, 04:10:57 UTC

"I...I honestly don't know...they just happened to be in my closet when I went to make sure that your sword was still there." Endrance was a little dazed by the fact Haseo was actually touching him of his own volition, but wasn't about to stop it. If anything...no, he couldn't think too hard about anything else.

"I don't know how they got there, or why...but they were there, as you can see." Never mind the mechanics of actually getting into a physically impossible outfit. That could be overlooked, for the moment. "So...I took advantage of that."

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 23 2009, 20:35:48 UTC

Haseo's brow knit together as he continued to study the outfit, still only half-listening as his face began to reflect genuine confusion. At least Endrance was confirming what he was seeing, so it wasn't just a weird side-effect of having his mind hacked into or whatever... but it still didn't make any sort of sense.

"So, did the doctors do this?" he asked- rhetorically, since Endrance had already said he didn't know. His eyes drifted down toward the sword, trying to remember if he'd actually handed off permission to use it or simply thought of lending it after Leon had made the second one, then back up, though it was apparent he was still distracted. "This is a terrible excuse for an apology on their part."

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 23 2009, 21:01:36 UTC

"You can say that again..." Endrance's thoughts were distracted from that train of thought when he noticed their positioning. The faintest blush came over him at the thought of being studied like that, in that particular position. It would have been far too easy to just lean down and -- no. That was exactly the wrong thing to be thinking right then.

That just made him flush a little darker, but moving would have only made that obvious. "R-right, I was going to return this...", he answered, trying to hide the slight stutter in his voice.

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 24 2009, 05:32:17 UTC

Haseo let go before Endrance started talking again, eyes down in thought until the sword was offered back to him. "Huh? Oh, it's fine... you can use it until you get your own... or whatever." He paused as he ran a hand through his hair to rub at the back of his head, wondering why it made a difference either way which person the swords were with. "Were you planning on going somewhere tonight?"

And then he realized the same thing Endrance had, and immediately the odd expression from before was back in part- not just because it was kind of difficult to move away with his back against the wall, but because he honestly hadn't had a problem with it until just that moment. He could only hope that what little light was in the room didn't happen to make it apparent he was quickly approaching the state that earned him an accidental compliment over breakfast.

His hair tangled around his fingers as he pulled them out, and he cleared his throat as he deliberately stepped sideways. What was wrong with him? He'd never been into other guys or ( ... )

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 24 2009, 06:59:49 UTC

Endrance nodded, saying a quiet "Thank you...", then moving the hand holding that sword back, away from the Rogue. "And...I honestly didn't have any plans, aside from checking to make sure you were all right...but if you want to go out, I'll accompany you ( ... )

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 24 2009, 23:41:21 UTC

Endrance wasn't going to let it go. In fact, it was pretty obvious he was intent on making it worse. "... Yeah, you've said that... you--" Haseo started but then trailed off, more than a little dazed and certain that at any second he was about to burst into spontaneous flames- if the relative freezing temperature of Endrance's gloved hand on his face was any indication, he was already more than halfway there. He was very aware that although this was far from being 'The World', the parallel was still there- it was kind of hard to miss when, for whatever reason, Endrance had managed to score himself the clothing that went with his player character ( ... )

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 25 2009, 01:24:07 UTC

"I know I've said it...I just..." The sweep of hair over one eye didn't hide the rapidly darkening flush on Endrance's cheeks. It had been too much, hadn't it? He was about to turn away, suggesting that they leave, but then there was a hand on his wrist, and all those thoughts were gone. His feet wouldn't move, even if he'd wanted them to just a moment ago; it was as if they had just been glued into place ( ... )

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 25 2009, 05:08:35 UTC

Haseo continued to keep his chin down, having to look up through the frame of his own hair in order to make eye contact at all. Endrance claiming that he'd been that worried was alarming; Haseo would never wish what had happened to them outside Leon's room on anyone. The mere thought of it made Haseo feel ill all over again, and honestly, it distressed him more than he would have admitted to be hearing more evidence toward Endrance's issues. There lingered a societal stigma regarding people who didn't quite fit in like that, and though truthfully Haseo wasn't one to even care in general, the effects it could have on the well-being of someone he was friends with did bother him ( ... )

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 25 2009, 06:08:44 UTC

"Not mother you, no...but...comfort, yes." Those words were a little too honest, too soft, too...something Endrance couldn't quite name other than far too loving for his own good. "And...if I said too much...I'm sorry. I was truly worried last night, though. I...I don't want to lose you, Haseo. Even if it's just as a friend, and nothing else ( ... )

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 25 2009, 19:55:05 UTC

"Ah," Haseo answered vaguely, and made no other comment as Endrance's confession kept going, not sure what he was supposed to do. Anyone who wasn't a moron could tell where this was heading, and Haseo knew perfectly well that he could just step away at any time and force things go back to how they were before. Yet he didn't move, and suddenly he was overly aware of the sound and rhythm of his own breaths as he glanced aside to make sure that door was closed.

Maybe his certainty that there was something not quite right with him since the staff had personally attacked him had more merit than he thought. Haseo already viewed himself as kind of crazy and... Endrance was every bit as messed up if not more so in addition to the also male part. Not only that, but this place was intent on hurting them and-- a hundred other things....

Yeah, and...? So what? Haseo licked his lips nervously as every mental argument he had was shot down at once, mind buzzing as he let Endrance take his short sword, though any symbolism in regards to their ( ... )

Re: [M4.] oftemptation November 25 2009, 23:54:49 UTC

"...I didn't think you usually cared about things like rules," was the quiet, perhaps coy, reply. It wasn't a lie, and even if it was stretching the truth a little, Endrance couldn't entirely bring himself to care. Not then, when instead of the expected response - a scoff, the words 'lay off the sappy stuff, Endrance', a side-step, a push away - the exact opposite was happening. It was entirely unexpected, but it would be a lie if he had tried to deny wanting it.

There was a moment's pause - if I'm dreaming, don't wake me, he thought, but he couldn't remember his heart ever beating so fast in a dream. More than that, the roles had usually been reversed in those dreams, not that he was going to spend too much time musing over them, or even admitting that he'd had them, when they were that close to becoming reality. "...and...I...wouldn't want to give it to someone I didn't care about." Those words were a rough murmur, spoken while his eyes were closing ( ... )

Re: [M4.] feartehreaper November 26 2009, 05:13:50 UTC

Well, come on then!! Haseo's brow creased for a moment before Endrance finally took initiative, his heart leaping into faster tempo as he went still except to angle his head... and to keep up the pressure on the arm he already had a hold on. Come on, Endrance, closer!

He let a second pass, softer, and then his other hand brushed over and caught the faux-armor on the Blade Brandier's shoulder, tugging the taller man into the kiss more aggressively than recent behavior might have suggested. Like hell he was 'submissive' or anything like that... though he knew better than to push it much farther at first, regardless of any disregard for 'rules' Endrance had implied.

Then he realized there was quite a bit of blue hair in his face too, and finally he broke away, drawing in a long, slow breath as he smoothed back one half of his own PC's silver hair distractedly. "Yeah, well..." he answered belatedly, then let the rest of that breath out as scoff. First kiss? You lied... you had to have lied! "You have to know there's more to me than just ( ... )

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