ITP: We learn why we shouldn't be friends with vampires

[bitingcynicism]

[When we last left our heroes..., one severely injured vampire was doing his best not to look at the curious cleric who had wandered upon a scene of violence and misery.]

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[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[If he didn't before, he looks pretty freaked out now.]

And all those times, fighting with demons... other vampires... do you really hate yourself that much? Do you want someone to kill you?

Zero?!

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Turns back to but says nothing.]

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[A sharp intake of air at the lack of denial. Gripping Zero's arm as hard as he can.]

Don't... don't you dare think about it! Don't even consider it! How could anyone want to... do that to themselves? S-stupid!

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Stares at dully for a while before answering]

... I should've died back then. She should have killed me with them. Then I wouldn't be... this. I wouldn't have to hurt anyone...

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[This death talk is pinging him in places he didn't know were there - grabbing Zero's collar, for once.]

Are you listening to me? STOP THAT! You survived! There isn't anything wrong with living! Wishing to die isn't what we're born for!!

You won't hurt anyone else - I swear to you, okay? I won't let you hurt anyone else, even yourself.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[At least one part of that got through. Not resisting that hold either. This look is probably both demanding and unnerving.]

Can you promise that?

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[Counters with a look of his own.]

...Yes.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Hmmm, impressive. Does react slightly to that look but then his face returns to that blank expression.]

I need my gun.

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[Blinks... Glances to the side where it still sat. Then, with some effort, lets go of Zero.]

...

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

Don't move.

[Starts to walk toward Bloody Rose, shaking his head a bit from the drowsiness that still bothers him.]





I'm getting you back to your cabin.

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[Swaying on his feet... It's been rough day.]

You look tired, too. Isn't blood supposed to be your cure-all?

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Picking up the gun and finally noticing that the light-headedness he feels when doing so probably isn't normal. It never happened with Yuuki. Not even with Kaname... He brings his other hand to his head.]

...

Usually...

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

Huh...

[Taking in the mess of his cleric robes for the first time. A bark of a laugh.]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Also looking at those robes, eyes filling with even more self-resentment...]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[-- before suddenly widening in something of a realization.]

That's why.

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

What is?

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

What you are, it clashes with what I am. Somehow...

[Does another quick check on his wounds to see that most are fairly closed up and disappearing beneath new flesh. He sighs, partially in disappointment and partially because he doesn't know what else to do at this point.]

But blood is still blood.

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

Being a cleric? Ah...

[Shrugs wearily.]

Looks like you're going to need to rest, too. Where's your cabin, anyway? I'm staying in that ship, the RLS Legacy.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter.

[Lifting gun to stare at it for a moment before returning to Chris and holding it in front of him.]

Do you know how to use one of these?

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[stares at it and to Zero]

I understand the basics. You pull the trigger and it shoots...

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

Right.

[Gives the weapon another look before placing it back inside his jacket and then wearily grabbing Chris' arm to bring around his shoulders.]

I told you what it does before. I want you to keep your promise. For... next time.

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

[This is a sad, pathetic drape isn't it.]

-- I'm not going to kill you. I promised that I wouldn't let you hurt anyone or yourself.

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Freezing up at that and jerking head toward.]

You said -- How else are you going to stop me?

[clericchronicle.livejournal.com]

There are other ways to stop someone! Anything like... that gun... is a last resort, the absolute last resort, and I'm not going to do it unless there is nothing else. But there are always other ways... gotta be...

[Notice head drooping. At this rate he's probably going to be passed out for a whole day.]

[bitingcynicism.livejournal.com]

[Frowns but faces forward once more.]

...




I'm sorry, Chris.