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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 15, 2006 22:55:19 GMT -5
Victor rested his chin on the bed, mumbing almost as he spoke. "Dion's okay.. He was the main Lucifer who took care of me when I was little." He rolled onto his back and placed his hands on his stomach. "I want a steak or something.. Or some cigarettes."
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Jan 15, 2006 23:02:01 GMT -5
"...Ewh. Cancer sticks. They taste disgusting! Steak is so much better than anything like that. Why don't you go get yourself some food, then? New vampie!" Ryesen grinned happily and started toward Meta's study, "C'mon. Let's cheer her up. You should know that she just hates anyone that's raped anyone. Yeah... Uh... long, pitiful story of hers. Anyway! Let's go!"
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 15, 2006 23:07:32 GMT -5
Victor got up from the bed and straightened his clothes. The coat collar was lifted to hide half of his face and he held it upjust to look cute. He'd stolen the cute technique from Vin, who always did it when she was cold. He stood behind Ryesen, soldier straight, ready to follow her. "Let's go!" he eagerly muffled through the collar.
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Jan 15, 2006 23:10:35 GMT -5
"It's not a suicide mission, you know..." A sudden angry-type thud was heard from inside the room. "Er... right. Let us continue the mission!" Ryesen pointed upwards, idiotically, and then opened the door most seriously. "Meta? Are you okay? Idiots will be idiots might be idiots if their idiots! Don't hurt me. I have my white hanke flag as surrender!" Ryesen peaked into the room and soon scurried inside.
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Post by Victor Krieger on Jan 15, 2006 23:18:09 GMT -5
Victor was confused on her idiots sentence. The sentence repeated in his mind until a dull, confused look appeared on his face. All he wanted was steak, instead he got confiused by her sentence. His soldier position was relaxed, and he just stood there, with that confused look on his face, not even noticing Ryesen left the room.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Jan 15, 2006 23:45:02 GMT -5
Glaring over at Ryesen, Meta began to rant, "I'm headmistress, yet I have no authority within this school. I hate it. Absolutely hate it. My opinion doesn't matter and what I think is just stepped on and shoved aside. I may just be leaving soon. Hell- you may have a raping, murdering, random person from the streets vampire for the next headmistress. This is ridiculous and I'm plainly tired of it."
It was obvious that the older vampire thought her opinion was abused and that she might as well just be in the building for decoration.
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Dec 5, 2006 0:53:47 GMT -5
With a sigh, Ryesen considered her words carefully. "Headmi... Meta, you're appreciated here. You really are. Of course your opinion matters and of course you're considered. It's just a matter of time. Maybe Dion really will be alright in the school. Vic said that Dion isn't that bad. I heard him a moment ago saying that he helped raise him! Just give everything a chance.
Your feelings are okay where they are, even for your age. You know you just need to calm down and take everything into consideration like you always do."
Ryesen really hadn't made too many actions, but instead simply spoke out to her friend. Stepping foreward slightly further, she smiled at Meta.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Dec 5, 2006 1:55:56 GMT -5
"Oh, Rye. I can't believe I've been acting so rashly. It makes me feel like a human teenager or a fledgling. I don't like it, for one. Second, it makes me look like my opinion shouldn't taken seriously," Meta said sullenly.
She drolled on, "Maybe it's best if Victor is human, again. Yes. Maybe it is. Afterall, the intention was simply to have him survive. I believe my tied feelings are because he's my fledgling. However, now that he is safe he can easily make the desicion to return to his old self. Some time will be spent as a vampire for him and it's obvious he won't like it. Because of his past. Nevermind about that."
Flickering her eyes to her ajar door, she changed the subject to what Akacius had said was going to happen. "It's a wonderful thing what science has proved itself capable of. When you and I were turned, there wouldn't have been a choice at all. Then again, it could be dangerous in a way. Letting the vampire's curse be someting that someone can drift in and out of," Meta paused and chuckled. "Excuse that. It's less of a curse and is considered a virus nowadays. Continuing on, a virus can not be completely taken from one's system. A virus and bacterial infection are two entirely different things. That's simple. Anyone who is infected will always have a bit of infection."
Meta's heart skipped one of its hourly beats. He'll always be mine in a way, then. Shaking her head, the Headmistress dismissed the possessive thought. Ryesen was being kind enough to listen as she mulled over her thougts.
"Oh. However, once they have overcome it; they will not get it again," again she paused. "Oh Dear. That'd be a problem. I hope they keep this thing quiet enough and that Lucifer isn't playing with these ideas. What am I saying? Of course he will. Coming up with a cure for a vampiric virus would be genious. A 'cure' wouldn't be the right words. It's more like something that helps one get over chicken pox faster. Since no antidote can help kill any virus itself, he created something of an immune system booster to help him fight it off himself. With that, the person is more than likely immune because they have the dead cells in their system. Their immune system will recognize it next time and fight it faster.
On the other hand, the vampire virus floods the body at its weakest time with amazing speed. It would take a hearty immune system to always be in check. Another option is if our virus changes. That would keep away the idea of immunity
Putting the pieces in play, it's safe to conclude that if a human has an excellent immune system and the virus is mostly unchanging... at least in their lifetime... then not only could a cure be brought up, but a vaccine for the strongest.
Hm. It's a wonder I don't work for Lucifer. If I had the time, I would be at the same level of thought. Sure. He's thought of these things, but it only took me a moment to brew over it."
Meta considered continuing her thoughts, but had a notion that her audience was an impatient one. It knew she had more, yet more than likely wished for less.
"What can I say? I try to think when I've caused a trouble over something. It puts my nerves at ease, one could say," she ended.
Meta felt the time for speeches she had was growing dim. She'd given a few too many lately and it was about time she closed her mouth and listen.
"Maybe my little flaw can be overlooked and things will return to normal. Anyway, all this talk is sickening. It makes me feel like a disease."
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Post by Victor Krieger on Dec 5, 2006 19:06:02 GMT -5
Victor rasped, "It IS a disease. Did you choose to become a vampire? Or were you forced to become one? An exchange of blood would just spread the disease. You may call it a gift to feast on the blood of others and live forever, but I call it a curse.*"
He felt dizzy. Lack of blood nutriants? Most likely. He shook his head to get rid of the dizziness but fainted and hit the floor.
*Verbal irony - Victor takes injections of Lucifer's blood to live longer.
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Dec 5, 2006 19:47:36 GMT -5
Ryesen gasped slightly when Victor entered. Hearing his words, her hair seemed to vibrate on her head and her body shook for a moment before she turned around. She began toward him even as he fell, "You son-of-a..."
She yelled out almost as a childish boy, "What gives you the right?! You don't know either of us, you stupid human! You're in your own little world that whatever we touch is evil. Like we weren't human once, too! Like we deserve or don't deserve what we have!" He was already unconcious and she continued, hoping that maybe he could even still hear her. "I'm kind enough to you all of the time. The Headmistress may be kinder to you now, but I guess I'll just make up for it and put you in your place when you wake up. I'll make you wish you'd never lived, let alone had Meta save your ungrateful ass!"
Ryesen most obviously was unhappy. She had come from the Mortal World in a perfectly content mood, as well. For some reason, Victor had stepped on a nerve that usually didn't bother her. Someone telling her that she was a disease all by itself didn't hurt her. However, she could tell Meta was going into a depressive stage. She wanted to protect her friend from harm.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Dec 5, 2006 19:59:33 GMT -5
Slowly, Meta strode to Ryesen and pulled her away from Victor's form. "Back away," she spoke with short words. Her emotion towards the words being spoken by others were gone. Her eyes dulled as she pushed herself away from it.
It makes me feel like a disease. It is a disease.
The Headmistress grabbed him by the collar. Exitting her study, she almost literally dropped him at the foot of her bed. She retrieved another IV from her closet. This time, she took a needle and connected it to the line from the IV. Grabbing his arm, Meta pulled it outward with Victor's palm foreward. Lightly pushing the IV needle into his arm, she began pushing blood into him.
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Post by Dion Dante Lucifer on Dec 5, 2006 20:56:53 GMT -5
The door was kicked open once again. Faking a redneck accent, Dion spoke, "Well whadya we got here?" He frowned, seeing that Victor was passed out, "Two little girls and a sleeping angel? What did you do to my precious baby boy, girlies? Did you knock the little boy out?" Clunk clunk clunk, Dion had walked towards Victor and grabbed his hand. "Little Vikri's got no bloooood? Well, I don't think you're that good a master, little Mebo. Letting your own little fledgling faint like that."
Dion had felt that Victor had fainted from across the hall, thus why he came over again. They did somewhat share the same blood and that Dion had been Victor's big brother figure ever since he was a little baby. Dion sat next to Victor and caressed his forehead, as if Victor was a little child. Well, Victor basically is a little child to Dion.
He just simply watched Victor as the IVs injected blood into him, "Don't ever let Victor get this way again or else I will personally kill you." His voice had differed from his usual insanity, it sounded more calm and deeper.
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Post by Ryesen Hawke on Dec 5, 2006 22:51:17 GMT -5
Ryesen had quietly followed Meta into her bedroom from the study and sat silent until Dion calmly threatened the Headmistress.
Having collected herself against Victor, her mind was calm again. "Why is everyone acting like he's something special, now? It's not our fault that he fainted! He was in bed only a few moments before and we just hadn't gotten around to feeding him."
Ryesen suddenly wished that Meta had let Victor die. He was such a pain, anyway. Maybe he heard everything she had to say. Good, then. He made her office smell like death sticks. He was alwas putting down vampires like they didn't already know their position in life. Or the lack of.
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Post by Meta Bonnaire on Dec 5, 2006 23:10:57 GMT -5
Meta simply ignored Ryesen. She wanted to drop the IV bag and leave. She wanted to get up and go somewhere else. To the gardens, perhaps. Anywhere else. She felt sick.
Victor isn't the only one in bad condition over this ordeal.
"I request that you take your self from my room. If neccasary, I will throw you both out (implies Victor and Dion). I have an obligation only according to old tradition to take care of Victor. Otherwise, I have none. Accordingly, I have no attachment to him."
Liar. Obligation my ass. You know almost every vampire has a notion of need to lead their fledgling. Shut up.
"Furthermore, I am not intimidated by anyone. Consequenes for my actions come; enforced by someone or not," her voice carried as though she were being a business woman about Victor. Nothing to it.
Her own voice now changed as Dion's had, but in a different way. Meta's voice had an air as though she were retorting to an insult given to her. "He needs to learn. He already takes someone's blood. I tasted another in him when I drank from him. However, he refuses human blood. I will teach him in anyway I please and you will not interfere."
I am teaching the oaf.
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Post by Dion Dante Lucifer on Dec 6, 2006 0:12:01 GMT -5
"For him to survive, I must help him," clearly, he was speaking like his younger brother. "Give him human blood and devil blood. He's been taking injections of my father's blood to keep him living."
"Ryeha, Vikri was special before he was a vampire. Just like me and Rukou, Vikri is another precious "son" of Lucifer. As well as substituting for him, I was sent to protect him since Rukou is protecting our little sister.
Vials and syrienges were taken out of Dion's pocket and placed on Victor's chest. "But before I leave.." he turned to Meta and Ryesen, wide eyed and back to his normal insane voice, "He better be better once I return or else there. Will. Be. Death. to pay!"
He got up and walked out of the room, smearing blood on the door as he closed it.
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