maskeddarkness | Trial of Trials : Act 2

There's something uneasy that can be felt in the city, and seemingly no end to the rumors springing up in the wake of the downtown explosion that leveled BOARD's headquarters. Stories of an odd sickness where the afflicted suddenly winds up anemic, their blood levels dangerously low, despite feeling fine that morning have already taken root, others of strange animals seen roaming at night, and horrible screams and gunshots in one of the parking garages....

The space where the ill-fated headquarters lays silent, an empty patch of dirt and gravel that seemed to attract those drawn to stories and rumors. Police have already had to shoo away opportunists with metal detectors, hoping to find something interesting in the impressively quickly cleared wreckage, and others have reported something that just feels... wrong, when they walk by the site. The ghosts of those who hadn't made it out of the collapse? Or something else? Noone can really put a finger on it to explain.

And meanwhile, under the cover of shadows, things unknown to those who still walk in the light continue to move. Whispers of the rogue mage and a treasure trove of information, of upsets in the vampire hierarchy, and sworn revenge on the mages who had used one of their own for their gain.

And deep in a hidden lab, BOARD's remains and allies continue to work, twisting all they can get their hands on to create the perfect weapon; made of the very things they wish to cleanse from the world. The loss of the incapacitated vampire elder was only a small one, with how much they had already extracted and drawn from it. And if the rumors of their knowledge being in the hands of their enemies were true? They would just have to speed up their projected timeline. Or simply slow down that of the world. After all, they were mages. Reality bended to their will, not that of those who opposed them....

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"...By getting them to leave?" He frankly doesn't know more specifics than that- ghosts are tricky.

"How?" He glares at Ryoji, licking his lips. "And how do I know you won't take their power away with you?"

Please stop that. "I'd send their spirit to beyond. It should only take the spirit with it." Which might include the power but Ryoji's just. Not gonna mention that.

No, he's hungry. "'Should'. And give me a percentage estimate of how certain you are that it will only be the spirit."

Ryoji hums, tilting his head. "95%? Maybe a little lower, if you're more pessimistic..." Again, he is making no claims about the spirit not being connected to the power. That, he genuinely doesn't know, but given Thanatos...

"... Fine. Do what you can." He can't, he can't, they won't - they'll stay here, here forever, where they can live in some way -.

He takes a reflexive step back, worry in his eyes, before taking a moment to steady himself.

Oh good. At least he's listening. "Ok!" he says, cheerful once again, "Um... you should probably... not be hungry when we do this. It could take a while."

"Then let's find something to eat." Not this guy, apparently. But someone else. He's going to need to drink a lot.

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Ryoji would really like him to not kill anyone, soooo he'll try and make sure that doesn't happen. "Alright..."

He turns, and heads further into the warehouse district. He happens to know where there are some homeless people that camp out - not the best source of blood, since he has to make sure he drinks from someone who's not had alcohol, but it works.

Ryoji will just... follow along then, he guesses. (One might hope he'd learn a lesson from this entire encounter, but... no, he probably won't.) "Where are we going?"

"Hunting, obviously. I'm not drinking from you, so I have to find someone else." He knows the people that part of him wants to devour, but... no. Not yet. Maybe not ever. Preferably not ever, because he doesn't want to deal with that, not with the guilt, and they're better off alive...

Please don't devour anyone. Then he might have to kill you. "Alright, but... where?"

Don't make him try to kill you, Ryoji. "There's homeless people out near the docks. They won't be missed or believed."

"...Can you just make it so they're not believed?" By which he means, don't kill them.

"... I'm very hungry." Are you gonna try to stop him, Ryoji?

"Can you at least try?" Yes, yes he is.

"... We'll see." He's... not actually sure if he can manage that. His impulse control has been... lacking, lately.

"Ok..." This is good practice! Relearn your impulse control!!

He shrugs, and eventually they come across... well, it's late, so the homeless guys are sleeping, stretched out behind one of the warehouses. Micchy carefully rolls one of them over, sniffing to check if the guy was drinking and checking to make sure it doesn't look like he's had any drugs. Once he's satisfied, he pulls back, licks his lips, and then bites into the guy.

There's an initial moment of the guy jerking, but then he relaxes, and Micchy sighs quietly around his food. That's better.

.........It is at this moment that Ryoji realizes he doesn't really know how he'll know if Micchy is about to kill someone or not. He really doesn't want to watch this, but he kind of has to. So he'll just be here. Reminding you not to the do thing.

Micchy doesn't seem to notice Ryoji, busy with his meal. The man shudders, his skin going pale, and finally Micchy pulls his fangs out and drops him back to the ground. Then he turns and sinks his fangs into the other man. The first man is breathing, though it's shallow. He's not dead, but he's definitely not in good shape.

... Micchy's not sure he really needs this much, but he's so hungry.

Ryoji immediately goes to check on the homeless man- he's... not dead, but he's not doing great, either. And naturally he doesn't have any healing...

"Don't take that much!" he tells Micchy, but he's not at all sure the vampire will listen to him. He is definitely in over his head.

The vampire definitely doesn't appear to be listening to him, as the second guy is going just as pale as the first. More, more, more - he needs to take so much, he's so hungry, he needs all of it...

Ryoji is not ok with that. He makes sure the first man is as comfortable as he can make him quickly, before moving back to Micchy. His form changes, shifting eerily but nothing that's clearly visible, but something about it will (hopefully) scare the shit out of the vampire. Enough to get him to stop, hopefully.

(This is not a well thought out plan either.)

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