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[atlasian_child]

Characters: Sion Eltnam Atlasia (atlasian_child) and Tieria Erde (fragile_proud). Later, Allelujah Haptism (alle_halle) and Lockon Stratos (meteo_sniper)
When: After this conversation.
Where: Somewhere in the safezone.
Rating: PG-13 to R for violence.
Summary: With Sion snapping, Tieria follows through on a promise he made; stop her or kill her.

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[fragile_proud]

Tieria made his way to the coordinates Sion had given him. He took his gun, examined it shortly before he started running. He had promised to help her when she snaps... and now it was the time she did... but actually... he had no experience with fighting vampires... or turn them back to normal. He didn't know what he could actually do for this girl, which he started to like as a sister.

He'll come up with a way... or another. He just had to help her, she was in need of help. And I said I won't kill her... I hope it'll turn out that way...

Tieria soon found the abadoned building in which Sion supposedly was. He knitted his eyebrows, took a deep breathe before he went inside of it.

"Sion! Sion, where are you?"

[atlasian_child]

There came a low hiss as Sion stepped out of the shadows. Dirty and covered with blood aside, she would have looked completely normal if it wasn't for the blood dripping from her eyes and the maddened expression on her face. There was a monster clutched tightly in one hand, her nails, now more like claws, clutched tightly in its throat. She cast it aside as she took a step forward and smiled darkly at the figure she'd invited in her domain.

There was a part of her that screamed to stop, struggled to gain control of her flawed body, but that part of her was far away, sealed off. Right now, she wanted nothing more than blood. Fresh human blood to sate her three years of thirst and hunger.

"Tieria. I'm so glad you could come," she stated in her usual blank and cold tones, her smirk growing larger.

[fragile_proud]

Tieria lookes surprised at her. Even though she had her usual tone, this sentence... irritated him. As fas as he knew Sion, she never would say something like that. And than there was this... blood. It was everywhere on her, it even flowed from her eyes.

"Sion...", Tieria whispered. That smirk... was not typical for Sion, either. He just tried to ignore it... talking would be the best way right now... perhaps.
This was different from a military intervention, where he could just attack the one who got attacked - well, if he would ever meet the person who was responsible for it, he would definitely sentence him to death - but right now, he won't attack her.

[atlasian_child]

Her smile only grew as she took another step closed, the distance between them closing slightly though it hardly mattered when both of them were armed with guns.

She paused and studied him, a hand reaching up to cover her face as she laughed into it. It began low, a soft whisper echoing through the building before it swelled up, hints of insanity ringing in its loud tones. She threw her hands out in front of her as Etherlight flew from her bracelet and wrapped around the room, leaving thin lines criss-crossing from the ceiling to the floor and from wall to wall and blocking the door off. The lines glittered in the dim light, their razor-sharp edges seeking to cut through anyone who crossed through them.

While she wanted to be stopped, wanted to be free from her flawed body and the curse of being a vampire, the part that had taken over only wanted blood and would stop at nothing to get it.