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Night 51: M111-M120 Hallway

Aug 29, 2010 22:01

It was inhuman of him, maybe, but he didn't even have a mind to spare for that woman's intake of breath over the intercom.

No, protecting one woman was more than enough of a trial for him, which was why he was so quick and silent in preparing for the night. He shoved the three full bottles of blood in the back of the closet, as far as they would ( Read more... )

edward cullen, venom, bella

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oneman_onekill September 1 2010, 05:55:27 UTC

Niikura waited for Edward to leave before taking off himself. He took the same things as before: his flashlight, coat, and closet rod. Neither of his two "weapons" had been put into use last night, and although he didn't mind a good fight, Niikura hoped that would be the case once again.

He had already decided what he wanted to do this night: explore the forest again. Last night, they had found the altar, and now, Niikura wanted to get more than a mere glimpse of it from in between Gant and Recluse.

With a serious hop to his step, the teen walked out into the hallway.

oneman_onekill September 1 2010, 05:58:09 UTC

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M114 sanguinario September 3 2010, 03:49:33 UTC

[From here.]

Now that he was thinking over the words he'd just spoken, he couldn't believe he had just done so. Already tonight felt so detached, as if he was an observer watching his body move and talk through a sheet of glass. Perhaps he was much more skilled at cutting of his sense of sheer and utter panic than he had ever realized.

He was taking Bella - his very human fiancée - to kill and extract blood from a creature that should have existed with an assassin. An assassin. Killing monsters.

No, he had definitely wandered in to one of Emmett's favored B-movies.

There's no other choice was his mantra, though there clearly was. However, no one was going to agree with his idea to sit in the back of his room and stay there until... well, that was the problem, wasn't it? Nothing was going to happen unless someone made it happen, and the project he and Venom were working on was just a small step towards making a difference. Even if the results had been negative on Venom's blood as a patient, it was still a discovery that no other ( ... )

vitale September 3 2010, 11:07:04 UTC

"You're ridiculous," Bella hissed at the vampire as they entered his bedroom, her arms promptly moving to cross over her chest as she pouted at him when he walked away. It wasn't fair. This was why a part of her just wished they were already married, so he could stop being such a girl when it came to her.

However, at the mention of returning to Forks, Bella's face softened and she swiftly moved across the room, her arms still clamped tightly around herself as she attempted to still maintain that sense of annoyance.

As her eyes met the shotgun, the teenager tilted her head to the side to look at the thing, memories filling her. She could remember all of the times he threatened to use it - mostly on Edward, even though it wouldn't have hurt him then anyway, - and even when there had been news of "wolves" wandering around the forests ( ... )

sanguinario September 3 2010, 19:47:26 UTC

"Fifty years isn't so long," he replied soberly, the bed bending slightly under his weight as he sat along side the two chambers of the shotgun. "You have a habit of naming every inanimate object you come across, don't you?" Edward did laugh at that, though it was short and clipped. He couldn't exactly easily keep his good humor up, no matter what he tried to do ( ... )

vitale September 3 2010, 20:23:52 UTC

Bella shrugged her shoulders at Edward's second comment. "Being an only child gets lonely sometimes, you know. I've been doing it ever since I was young," a pause. "I can name your cars for you if you'd like. Something rich and snobby sounding for the car we took to prom."

Watching as Edward pat the bed, the teenager began to move towards it - freezing when the mention of Venom knowing what he was was said. "What happened your first night here?" she asked, horror dawning and her face growing pale. The only reason Venom would know would be because ...

Oh no.

Hurrying to her fiance's side, Bella sat herself down and allowed her hands to settle in her lap, worry clear on her face. "So ... he's been giving you blood?" she asked, somewhat ... well, hurt. She could have given him some of hers if he was so desperate, even though she knew he would probably rather die. "You could have asked me and I would have given you some ..." And she turned her head away, awaiting the inevitable NO and potential rage/horror.

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