Characters: Watanuki, Vincent
Setting: Running for his life
Time: Night 015
Summary: Lack of power in a house full of monsters is never the best plan. Watanuki luckily runs into someone willing to save him
Warnings: Watanuki screams like a little girl. Leftovers from phantasm experiments shown, also monster harvesting and gore.
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Holding out for a hero. )
"Not regularly," he deadpanned, making one last glance towards the door before flipping open the chamber for Death Penalty and checking the ammunition, reloading before closing and cocking the weapon--but not putting it away. He approached the bed wordlessly, kneeling down and taking Watanuki's arm in his human hand--surprisingly gentle, but there was a firmness that suggested Watanuki should not pull away if he didn't want to suffer injury.
The first sentence was incoherent, which wasn't surprising given the boy's condition, and 'suction cup monsters' was a new one, but Vincent let it slide, focusing on the rest of the sentence instead. He tightened his mouth slightly as he began to unwrap the bandages, eyes narrowing--this looked like it was going to be bad. "What were you getting?" It wasn't much of a question, his voice harsh and grating. But then, Vincent never talked much.
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