 t's very, very cold. It's cold enough that you'll see your breath fog in the air before you, that goosebumps appear on your arms and legs and a chill goes up your spine. You're inside, in a huge palace with sweeping arches and rooms, but it's no real shelter from the cold -- it's just as cold inside as out.
There's a throne room, a kitchen, various rooms and even a dungeon to be explored -- and outside, a frigid, frozen garden, a lake that's naturally frozen over, and miles, and miles of snow as far as the eye can see.
But be careful while you explore. The snowflake soldiers are naturally dangerous, but even more dangerous than that...there's that creeping sensation of numbness going up your arm, a pang through your chest, and the slow, slow freezing from the inside out.
Try not to leave any of your friends behind, okay? Even if they might look a bit too uncannily like some of the statues hanging around for decoration when they're frozen over.
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( He's never killed anyone before (he's never even cut another person before outside a friendly spar!) and he'd like to keep it that way. He's proud of his legacy. )
Let me help you.
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her teeth sink in deeper than they need to, but she’s getting what she wants. when she pulls her fangs out to begin truly sucking his blood, she drinks deeply, her pupils going from black dots on a soulless red, to a dilated black expanse, like an animal dealing with the high of catching its prey.
she needed this. it’s been a long time since she’s needed it. ]
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( Instinctively, he jerks back his arm but not with so much force he can really take it back. This is a lot different from either of the times he's been bit and he lets out a hiss, trying to relax before he gets too worked up over what's happening. His other hand reaches for her shoulder, trying to keep her from besetting onto him anymore than she already is.
This is a lot. A lot of blood and he can feel it draining from him. It's not an unfamiliar feeling but it sure isn't a pleasant one. )
Hey... ( He leans down, his face close to the top of her head as she drinks, ) Don't mention this, okay?
( And he kisses the crown of her head, hoping that maybe-- just maybe-- this might help. )
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or, it would, if not for that kiss on her head. ]
…?
[ the ice recedes, the shard that had been creeping toward her heart pushed out of place but not yet dislodged entirely, and that feverish drinking slows. she doesn’t yet pull away from his arm, still holding it, and in fact her fingers tighten around him just a bit… but soon, she stops sucking at the bite mark altogether. she’s still, and thoughtful. ]
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most people are, really, and she never thinks about it until she’s this close to someone—it makes her feel like a little girl all over again, and she reminds herself that she isn’t before she moves her mouth from his arm.
there’s a bite mark and something like a hickey that may take time to heal, but she did have her fill. ]
Your blood tastes awful.
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Standing up straight, he inhales and definitely takes a minute to try to regain himself before really doing anything. Give him a few minutes! He'll look down at his arm and start to wrap it back up, though. )
Real irony, right? ( She'd said that before and so had Ryouma. ) Makes sense if ya get it.
I'm a sword, after all. 'Sides, it's probably better for ya that way or something.
( Iron is good for you!!! )
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Thank you, Mutsunokami.
[ and it sounds like she’s going to leave it there, because she sighs, giving herself a moment to collect herself, her eyes falling shut.
when she opens them again, there’s a new dangerous glint. ]
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I told ya not to mention it! But its either that or crying, right? ( He's heard of that working for others here. ) I can't cry so that's just easier.
( HUFFS. )
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You can’t cry?
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Everyone can cry. I just can't make myself do it easily. (Mmmm.) It's just a waste.
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[ the comment is subdued, but still playful because it must be.
she touches her mouth, her thumb pressing up against her fangs, and sighs. it’s not good… it’s not good at all, that her body is reacting like this. ]
Why did you do that for me?
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( Please, he really didn't like being bit at all in the first place! Well, if they're going to have a chat though, he's just going to go ahead and make himself comfortable but first!! He'll take off his scarf and casually tosses it over her shoulders. )
It's not gonna do much, I know... but every little bit helps.
( So use it for now!!! It's big and oversized and warm on him so it should be nice enough for her. If she was 100% fine but oh well. )
Someone else did it for me. ( Crossing his arms. He might be a little bashful. But only a little. ) I got real bad too. So I know what it's like.
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It’s not the same for you.
[ so she thinks. ]
I have a curse, you know.
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( You're nothing special, Sierra! Except he thinks everyone is special in their own way, it's why he cares and wants the best for everyone. )
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[ valvatorez is the worst vampire, and she has no idea that ryouma is vampire-adjacent. ]
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( He's unimpressed by your edge, Sierra. He's a sword. )
A lot of people here have a lot going on or been through something real rough. And ya know, the thing with everyone having their own problems is... everyone's still got problems. ( And he just sort of shrugs at that. ) Do you wanna talk about it?
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I do. Do you have the heart to listen to the poignant tale of a beautiful, intelligent, unfortunate, but incredible young woman?