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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 28, 2015 22:48:34 GMT -8
It would be a quick trip for Quinn, and he could hear the conversation well enough the whole way, since the floor plan had a lot of open spaces between floors and the like. He got inside quickly, and seeing no one down here, hit the nearest stairs...
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 28, 2015 22:57:23 GMT -8
Not caring that he was still wet, Quinn practically flew up the stairs, the conversation picking up in his ears. Eat it? Good lord, what was going on? He didn't call out in case something truly perilous was happening. When he reached the top of the stairs, he looked for where the conversation was coming from."...."
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Feb 28, 2015 23:12:12 GMT -8
Santi took the bloody gift, and stepped back a pace. Santi- "August... you have to understand, it's too late now. I have to do this. It's been a hundred years. A hundred years like this, I can't do it anymore." Theodore- "Yup, Sandy will be able to take care of you, but all of you will be free! The Circle will be no more, and you can do as you wish, forever!"
Santi- "I'm going to... please. Excuse me." Theodore- "Do hurry, if you can."
Santi turned back toward the lounge. Theodore- "Welp, that went smoothly!"
As he reached the top of the stairs, Quinn saw a blood splattered teenager he had never seen before. Theodore- "Oh, another little baby. Hello!"
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Feb 28, 2015 23:17:13 GMT -8
Suddenly, Quinn & August knew Marchese was dead, and a vision of Santi loomed in their minds. ECCOLO LÌ
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 28, 2015 23:21:49 GMT -8
"Why'd ya make him do that?" At the sight of Quinn, August let out a sob before pushing himself into the room with the little moisture he had left on his body. He landed awkwardly into the bloody room.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Feb 28, 2015 23:30:45 GMT -8
In their minds, a scene played out like a vivid dream. Marchese bent at the foot of a crude bed covered with a coarse linen sheet. He has his head low, and hands clasped in prayer. The room is dim, lit by a single candle, and otherwise bare save for an amateurishly carved wooden scepter on the wall. Men clamor at the door, and he glances that way. They burst in, and somehow he is not surprised. He is grasped under the arms by the horde of men in the same woolen robes he wears, and he is dragged away. He does not resist.
He is thrown on a wooden table, and a boulder as big as his chest is dropped on his ribcage. His bones crack, and his jaw drops in agony, but he does not make a sound. His arms are jerked flat, palms up, and his sleeves rolled up to the elbows. Two different men with crude blades slit his forearms from top to bottom. The men work like spontaneous surgeons, their faces are blank, this is just another task for the day. Marchese says nothing, and closes his eyes as his blood courses off the table and splatters on the stone floor. His face is placidly beatific, eyes closed and mouth in a relaxed smile even as his skin goes grey.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Feb 28, 2015 23:34:33 GMT -8
Quinn stared wide-eyed at the chaos. He almost didn't register the blood at first. He froze, staring at the bloodied teenager, mouth agape and utterly devoid of sound. Then the vision hit him with the one-two punch of knowing, utterly, that Marchese was dead. If he'd had any air in his lungs, that would have socked it right out of him."I don't...why?!" He wasn't sure whether to be angry, horrified or confused. He ended up with a combination of the latter two.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Feb 28, 2015 23:39:30 GMT -8
Theodore- "Oh you got your little head stories. Isn't that so odd? A bit satisfying though, isn't it?"
WHUMP A body fell in the lounge. Theodore- "Wow, what a start to an evening, huh?"
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Post by ∆§Indea§∆ on Feb 28, 2015 23:46:44 GMT -8
"Oh.. .. lawdamimbo... What are ya gonna do?" August sobbed loudly, just falling where he stood.
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Post by Sir Milo Quartermass on Mar 1, 2015 0:00:01 GMT -8
Quinn, deeply concerned for August now that everything was rapidly turning on its ear, moved to stand in front of him. He could barely fight and he was a deplorable vampire, but he felt the need to try and protect his 'brother'.
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 1, 2015 0:10:16 GMT -8
Theodore- "Awww you poor dears. Well, I need to tend to little Sandy but you will have my support too. Don't be sad!" Theodore stepped into the lounge, and came out with Santi propped up on his arm. Santi's head lolled and his unfocused eyes seemed to be looking at things that weren't there.
Theodore- "Sandy, Sandy... listen to me. Who are you?"
Santi- "Non lo so ..."
Theodore- "That's not right. What's your name? Seu nome, seu nome de nascimento."
Santi- "...Santiago... Medeiros... onde ele foi?"
Theodore- "He's gone, there is only you. Santi. Whatever you're imagining, it didn't happen to you."
Santi- "...Eu quero ir para casa. ...Não esta casa, uma outra..."
Theodore- "That's the spirit."
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Post by Thy Dungyeon Maestyr on Mar 1, 2015 0:17:47 GMT -8
Wilhelm emerged from nowhere in a hurry, and stood in shock at the scene. Wilhelm- "Well zhen... You did it. Em..." Tongue-tied!
DKender Dr. Jar - As Babs came up first, DK should post the first of you two.
Babette came over the balcony after Wilhelm to quite a scene. Quinn stood feebly between sobbin' collapsin' August - both kinda moist, August in swim trunks - while the bloody weird kid - by his voice Theodore - held up bloody weird Santi. Whose blood was this? Notably missing, Marchese.
The barest moment later, Ru came up as well...
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Post by DKender on Mar 1, 2015 0:29:07 GMT -8
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Post by Dr. Jar on Mar 1, 2015 0:32:07 GMT -8
Ru- Ru honestly had no idea what happened, besides that the blond boy had made good on his previous promise to kill Elders.
What did all of this mean? What was wrong with Santi?
He put a hand on August's other shoulder. "...S..santi?"
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Post by ◊◊BLOODBEASTER◊◊ on Mar 1, 2015 0:42:44 GMT -8
Theodore- "Oh it's that charming Grauish lad and a bunch of other babies! Oh dear I'm about over the moon! "
Santi- "Wilhelm, he's dead, Papai..."
Wilhelm- "I... I gathered that."
Wilhelm stepped between the bloody pair and the youths. He eyed Theodore a moment.
Wilhelm- "Where is he? Father..."
Theodore- "Just inside here, but it's a bit of a mess, you understand."
Santi- "I can't believe..."
((maybe just one more response each until the Indea returneth))
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