[anon text] - Pulse - 021

[relinquishing]

Gnomeday, Gnome Redecan 09, ND 2018

[The text is rushed, pounded with trembling fingers as Guy slams his bedroom door shut, locks it, and quickly barricades it with a chair, letting himself wither onto the floor next to his bed before going back to check for mistakes.]

Quick but strange question. Bear with me.

Does anyone out there drink blood? Any kind of blood.

Or do you know of anyone who does? Any stories about it, anything at all?

If you do, I need to hear back from you.

Please.

[Because he's running into a bit of an issue as much as he tries to ignore it. With Zelda's memories completely wiped... she's too easy. Too open of neck, too smooth of skin...

He knows he needs to rely on someone outside the apartment walls.

For right now, he stays confined in his room, huddled against the bed with his head cradled in his arms, hands fisting in his hair. Think about something else. Anything else...]


((OOC comment: Guy has the negative gain of becoming a vampire to combat his positive loss of his fear of women.))

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Oooh welll

[not_heavens_adam]

[The dizzy feeling and the increasing sensation of cotton filling his head was warning enough to Johnny.

He brought a hand up to Guy's shoulder and gripped it tightly.]

Guy..

[His knees were going to go weak if it kept up too much longer.]

[relinquishing]

[The grip is barely recognized, but the quiet sound of his name gets Guy's eyes to snap open with a quick inhale of breath.

Wh...what am I doing...

He chokes a bit, swallowing one last time before quickly withdrawing, coughing and sputtering with an Ispanian swear, an arm pressed to his mouth.]

Kkk... I... I'm sorry, I didn't...

[not_heavens_adam]

[Johnny took a small step backwards and his hand shot up to the holes at his neck. Instinctively, he pictured a woolen cloth appearing in his hand, but since he was only human, nothing happened. He winced slightly and just applied more pressure, willing the dizziness to fade.]

It's...it's okay. No permanent harm done.

...how do you feel?

[relinquishing]

...Better.

[Now that he sits and thinks about it... much better. Not completely relieved, but oddly satisfied, enough so that taking another drink, while tempting, isn't like waving a lure in his face. It's both revolting and relieving at the same time, to lick his lips of the last remnants of blood and not feel so... dangerous.

His sleeve wipes against his face, looking over at the other man with growing concern.]

Hey. You sure you're gonna be alright?

[not_heavens_adam]

[Johnny nodded and mustered a smile in an attempt to shake Guy's worry.]

I'll be fine, this is nothing new for me~

That wasn't as much as I can usually give, so it might get uncomfortable again towards the end of the week. If you think you can't last, go ahead and call, I don't mind.

[relinquishing]

[He grumbles a bit in the back of his throat, his hand sliding through his hair. The fact that he had to do this at all was uncomfortable as hell. Would he really have to do it again?

Might as well take the man's word for it, if he's been down this road enough times. But his stubborn flair still rides against him, forcing a thin frown onto his face.]

If it'll keep me at bay most of the week, then I'll try my hardest... and let you know, I guess.

...

Thanks, though. Not sure what I would've done without you.

[not_heavens_adam]

[The thought 'murdered your friends and family or turned someone' ran through his head, but he had enough tact not to say it.

He forced a small smile and offered his free hand to shake.]

It was nothing. I hope the rest of your week is uneventful.

[relinquishing]

[Uneventful, huh? He chuckles, a rueful tone to his voice as he reaches out to grip the other man's hand and give it a shake.]

Here's hoping.

And I'll, ah... I'll be sure to let you know if anything too exciting happens.

[Probably immediately. God forbid that has to happen, though.]