hai mươi tám ❀| but the darkness has a hunger; it offers you blood for wild blood

[lotuslife]

[The day wears on, and long streaks of golden light are starting to settle across Mayfield as the sun begins to set. Downtown, there's someone casting a long shadow as they walk slowly down the street. It's a young woman; she's dragging something large and unwieldy. Whatever it is, it's leaving a long, dark smear on the road as it's pulled along- a

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[phlebological]

[ she's sitting on the porch of 767 bunker street, still terribly dressed for the weather in just her dress with a broken doll crumpled at her feet.

if vietnam is covered in blood or not, it's not something she can tell in the blood soaked reality she's been living in all morning. but vietnam still manages to catch diva's attention, and when she does is unable to help tilting her head softly to the side. ]

Ah, how familiar...

[ even without being a chiropteran anymore, or having an ounce of her abilities. something at her very core drew her to the other woman, and she couldn't begin to understand just why. ]

[ ooc: i'd rather avoid death with her, or ending up with any missing limbs. but inflicting damage on her, (throwing around, inflicting deep cuts, etc.) is a-okay. ]

[lotuslife]

[Charles's house. She's here quite often, and even if she weren't in the state that she's currently in, she'd be drawn to it. But now- now- well, she needs to talk to Charles. She needs to tell him that she finally understands-

But there's someone already there, sitting on the porch, and Vietnam stops in front of her, staring down at her with narrowed eyes.]

What are you doing here?

[ooc; Okay! ;u; S-sob Diva still human ;;;]

[phlebological]

[ her eyes remain locked on the woman's own, as if searching for something.

although a questioning sort of look comes over her as the other's eyes narrow. the silence following vietnam's question only broken as she rips the doll's arm out of it's joint. ]

I live here.

[lotuslife]

[there's certainly something unsettling about the girl's gaze and the way she's looking at her, but Vietnam tells herself that she's imagining it.

'I live here.'

she leans down, hands on her knees, and suddenly smiles.]

Is that right? Are you Hong Kong's new wife, or Charles's new sister?

[phlebological]

Neither.

[ though being completely unaware of what happened between her chevalier thirty-years ago, and charles and carl being one and the same. she vaguely wonders just who charles is, carl never mentioned another child in the house. ]

I stay here because Carl is here, and Carl is my chevalier.

[lotuslife]

[aha. so this is...

she presses her fingertips together, and for a moment the tendons in her hands rise with tension, before her hands lower to her sides.]

I've...

[she presses a hand to her chest.] ...wanted to meet Miss Diva.

[phlebological]

Is that so.

[ her own eyes narrow for a brief second before she replaces it with a smile, speaking calmly when she manages to find her voice again: ]

And who are you?

[lotuslife]

[she takes a seat next to Diva, unintimidated, for all intents and purposes appearing harmless, even warm.] My name is Vietnam. [she runs her hands through her long hair, making a humming sound in the back of her throat.] But just for you, I'll tell you my human name. It's Sen.

[phlebological]

[ the smile remains, although she feels her lips twitch as she curls a finger in the fabric of her dress. closing her eyes, and nodding her head as her memories take her back for a moment. reopening them slowly, and staring at the snow under her feet. ]

Sen. Ufufu, what a lovely name. [ she sighs lightly, pulling on the fabric now. ] Yes, Carl told me about you, it's so nice to get to meet you finally. I remember my time in Vietnam. It holds a special place in my heart, you see. Being Carl's home and the last place I saw my sister until my arrival in this town.

[lotuslife]

Saya... I'm supposed to hate her, you know. But she's hard to hate. You seem just as sweet as she is. [Vietnam smiles warmly, but her eyes are locked on Diva, as if sizing her up, noting every minute twitch and movement.]

[phlebological]

Saya dearest, she is sweet. But... [ her jaw tightens, clenching at the fabric with a fist. ] She doesn't understand. She doesn't understand how terrible humans really are, and how my dream is also for her sake. So instead she says silly things, like how I hurt her "family" and how she killed me just to save some pathetic humans.

Still though, [ she relaxes, glancing over. ] We are bound by our blood and Saya is still so very important to me. So, do not ever hate her even if you're supposed to.

[lotuslife]

I must apologize. [she laughs.] I can't make any promises. Actually, I'm trying my best to hate her.

[her eyes remain on Diva, and her casual, gentle tone continues even as she says:] But I don't have to try to hate you.

[phlebological]

Ufufu, I suppose we can't always get what we ask for.

[ her features do not change, in fact she smiles. you hear the term hate once, every time after is a dull thud from the first until it's nothing more than something eating at the back of her mind. pushing herself up, she lets the pieces of the doll fall from her lap and onto the ground. ]

A shame, [ she turns back, although her tone is playful her features are not. ] And here I thought Carl's homeland and I could be friends.

[lotuslife]

You know... From what I have heard of you, I'm not sure what to think. You're part of the reason he's so miserable. [she doesn't move from where she's sitting- but she reaches out and tries to grab hold of Diva's long hair. if she can, she'll wrap it around her hand and give it a yank.]

Where do you think you're going?

[phlebological]

Simply stretching my legs~ [ she turns in place, saying each word as if she's singing a song and once more facing the woman as she brushes her hair over her shoulder. ]

The perhaps you should save yourself the trouble. [ she hums, tapping her chin. ] And simply not think on things you do not understand.

[lotuslife]

No, actually, I understand.

[she opens her mouth; Diva will be able to see that- quite familiarly to her- her teeth are sharp and fanged.]

I finally do. [with that, she lunges forward and grabs for Diva, aiming to slam her back-first into the snow.]