[ backdated to week 14, day 5 | video]

[gonnabe1st]

[The feed cuts on as the Hitomi hits the floor. It's indoors, that much is for certain, and the black leather pants you all get a nice view of step hurriedly to what might be a makeshift bed. Mello drops to his knees, though from the angle of the feed his face still isn't visible, and he stares at the figure on the bed. Not much can be seen so far

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[in_starvation]

[Blood.

She smells blood far off.

She couldn't help herself but follow the scent. It's probably nothing, a wounded refugee, and she still promises herself that it'll be better for her to takes Matt's blood only. If she goes after anyone else it'll be pointing a big fat trail to her.

But even so, she is still following the scent.

A scent that is leading her to a very familiar room.

What the fuck?

She sees the body, but she doesn't recognize at first because of so much blood and the broken bones it has -

oh god.

oh god oh god.

She sees that striped shirt.

Jessica has pulled that shirt off of Matt's body many times to know that shirt.Now she's not so drawn to the scent anymore

[action]

[gonnabe1st]

[He wanted to leave. Go. Anything. Maybe if he'd leave the town and walk until some monster finds him... Staying here isn't doing him any good but suddenly there's J, and he looks at her blankly as she breezes past him.

There's an apathetic sort of curiosity in him as he watches her and wonders what she's trying to do. But he doesn't ask, can't bring himself to.

There's nothing.]

[action]

[in_starvation]

[Jessica gently pries the his jaw open, allowing the blood to drip into his mouth. She then spreads it on to the wounds, to the limbs that are broken, knowing that V can heal anything in seconds. He's not going to die, even though he's as cold as he.]

C'mon, Matt, please, please, please, you'll be okay, alright . . . ?

[She's not aware that she's making hushed whispers.

She doesn't care.

She's waiting for the wounds to heal.]

[action]

[gonnabe1st]

[So that's what it is. She's trying to save him somehow. He supposes he should've figured that out quicker, but his ever-racing mind has almost come to a stop. His own voice echoes in his head, a video he recorded what seems like ages ago. "I know, nothing I can say will make the fact you're seeing this any better-" There's no feeling in his voice as he speaks up. It's just as well. He feels completely hollow.]

He's dead, J.

[video]

[wants_the_heart]

[Oho, what's this? What's this? Yet another death, hm?

This device is so very convenient - streamlines his work, really. makes it easier to find those ripe for the picking kind of souls.

So here, have a grinning Earl with bright golden eyes, watching you intently as he speaks in a voice dripping with understanding and reassurance.]

So much death...such detestable gods to do this to one so young. ♥

[A pause.]

But all is not lost, you know. If you desire it with all your heart, I can bring him back for you~ &harts;

[video]

[gonnabe1st]

[He glowers at the screen. 'The dead can't come back' echoes his memory, but what does it matter now? What does he have left to lose?]

How?

[video | Private] Herpderp you called for muse-saving? *Kicks Plurk for not letting me respond*

[purgingthree]

[Here, Mello, how about a familiar face?

Good thing he's keeping a good eye on the Earl.

He's not about to let that happen if he can. So troublesome, really, and it's such a waste because people come back anyway. Guess no one informed this guy of that.

It should be what you call basics and tell every arrival, really.]

Don't fall for that bastard's lies. You'll just end up sending your friend into an unnecessary hell if you go with his offer. People don't stay dead in this place.

[video | Private] Yes, yes I did. :]

[gonnabe1st]

[Cross. Cross Marian. Somewhat familiar, yes, but not enough to be trustworthy. What he's saying gives him pause, even if his voice is harsh with grief and spite.]

I assume you don't mean they all turn into zombies.