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Jan 18, 2009 19:50:54 GMT -5
Post by Administration on Jan 18, 2009 19:50:54 GMT -5
It would be the evening if time was any longer a factor of the world. But ever since Izumi, Yin had placed the eternal night spell on the lands there was no need for it. Good wasn't even sure if she was accurate on the time of day it'd be. For all she knew it could be early in the morning or late at night right now. She dearly hoped the moon would rise again soon. It was so unpleasant to have nothing but darkness and torches everywhere for light. It could also get very creepy at times, too. Like right now...when she was sneaking away from Kei. He was always around to watch her, but she had made sure this time to avoid him noticing her absence! She was going to make it this time!
The young woman quickly, yet quietly, made her way down the steps. Her bare feet padding softly on the wooden stairs. Her scarlet eyes grew excited at the thought of seeing the vampire again. She was just filled with curiousity and she wanted to speak with him. She wanted to learn more. It seemed the vampire would not speak while Kei was there. So Good had left it at that and decided to come down another time...alone.
Getting down to the cell he was held in, Good moved forward slowly. "Hello...are you awake?" She murmured softly.
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Jan 18, 2009 19:52:11 GMT -5
Post by Cehhan on Jan 18, 2009 19:52:11 GMT -5
The day or night, whichever it was, slowly ticked away with only the silence of the familiar dungeon. Both humans had been down to his cell earlier, but that was awhile ago. Quite awhile ago. Seconds turned into minutes, minutes turned into hours, hours turned into days. Was it days? Within this solitude, it was difficult to know. Slowly his body was becoming worse, as was his mentality. The damn human was so torturous, there was no spare blood and who knows what it did with the vial of antidote. Just as Cehhan had feared, there was no hope. He was too weak to do any good or regain any strength, too thirsty to think straight because his throat burned so badly, too chained to be free. The vampire could not even stand up in these steel contraptions that held him at bay. Just like a specimen being observed in a zoo. A very broken specimen.
When the very heavy door to the dungeon moaned very quietly, Cehhan's head instantly shot up. It was nice to hear something for a change instead of complete silence. Almost instantly the vampire knew it was the aura; the very presence sent a shiver down his spine. The scent she carried he was becoming accustomed too, for he could easily distinguish the distinct sweetness. The fire licked up his throat in reminder, but Cehhan swallowed it down in protest. He had no intention of ever harming a human, though it was becoming quite difficult with his captor consistently torturing him with mind games. Although the scent and presence already confirmed it, the vampire tensed if it should somehow be the sack of flesh that dare capture him and throw him in a cell. When the quiet padding of feet hit his sensitive ears, though, Cehhan relaxed in abrupt relief. He did not feel she would hurt him. Perhaps she would show clemency and release him. Or perhaps not.
When the young woman neared his cell, Cehhan's scarlet gaze was already waiting for her. The soft rhythm of her heartbeat seemed to calm him as caution began to leave him. Her quiet breaths of musty air were slow as she moved slowly forward to the bars of his cell where he watched her with a pained expression. As her soft voice murmured to him, it rang within his ears. The human probably did not understand the immortal creatures had no need to sleep or breathe or eat. Cehhan's body was different. It was extremely tired, but could not be rejuvenated with rest. It needed the vial to continue functioning as a normal vampire's would. But before he could even answer the question, another ripple of pain shot down his pale mass, causing him to slightly convulse at the extreme discomfort. The flames licked harder this time everywhere on his skin, head falling pathetically between his shoulders, shaggy brunette hair falling in his face. When the convulsion ceased, Cehhan leaned back against the stone wall and eventually revealed his face, his scarlet gaze reopening to meet hers.
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Jan 18, 2009 19:52:24 GMT -5
Post by Administration on Jan 18, 2009 19:52:24 GMT -5
The young woman stopped in front of the cell, her eyes holding a look of slight pity in them. She was mostly concerned for the vampire. Looking closely she would see spasms or something coming from him. What was wrong? Her scarlet eyes looked at his and notice that something was wrong. He looked...tired...or something close to it. A soft frown spread across her lips and she felt like releasing the poor vampire. But she was not allowed to, only her mother was allowed to. "What's wrong?" She tilted her head, "is there anything I can do...?"
What did a vampire live off of? Blood, right? Was he thirsty? Good didn't think any human would willingly give themself to him. But she didn't want him to be down here and suffer. What could she possible give him? Good didn't know of a substitute for blood. "Erm...you never told me your name...could I please know it?" She didn't like to pry, but she was curious about him. He was such an interesting being and she couldn't help but be in awe of him. Good scooted forward even more, not sure if he wanted her too close or not.
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Jan 18, 2009 19:54:25 GMT -5
Post by Cehhan on Jan 18, 2009 19:54:25 GMT -5
When the convulsions finally ceased, Cehhan nearly cringed. Her maroon eyes had been watching him closely, observing him as though he was a newly discovered animal. Or perhaps she was interested in the reason why he was in so much pain. Then again, there was the possibility that he was a vampire, and Good wanted to know. However, he held her gaze tightly. Cehhan's scarlet eyes sparkled slightly with a hope of life. But hers that were replicated as his, they looked so beautiful. Her face was pale, but soft and kind as her features seemed almost perfect. It was unusual to see a Human as such. But when the frown pulled down her face, his eyebrows came together in a questioning manner. Good was still extremely beautiful, though he did not like to see her frown. Her soft voice was extremely concerned, it seemed, which was surprising. Why would a human be so concerned of a blood sucking monster? This mere thought puzzled Cehhan. There was absolutely nothing she could do for him, unless there was a possibility she could snatch the vial to cure the poison from his blood.
Of course, that would never happen. Because this human would never believe that her beloved scumbag poisoned him. And that scumbag wouldn't let Cehhan live immortally, anyways. Why would Good want this preposterous monster to 'live', anyways? It was a good question, one that severely puzzled this vampire. Nothing made much sense anymore, especially in this state of mind. The true motives of humans, Cehhan could never know. Perhaps now he would be able to get a better glimpse of their function and intentions as he was currently locked in a cage like a dangerous animal. This didn't make him any more comfortable that the vampire was being taken as a stereotyped monster. However, the presence of this very human comforted him the slightest bit with her kind aura. It was as though she could calm him.
The vampire shook his head at her question. There was nothing this human could do, less she should find out he was poisoned and wanted to get the vial for him. Cehhan dare not ask her, though. He would return the favor to the dear sack of meat as soon as he could conjure up enough strength to get out. He gathered as much energy as he could, forcing himself to speak to her. There was no scent of the other human near, so it couldn't be too dangerous.
"Cehhan."
When she moved closer, Cehhan observed her further. She was an interesting character, though she seemed very shy and reserved. Perhaps it was only because she was near a vampire, but none the less she seemed a gentle soul.
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Jan 18, 2009 19:54:34 GMT -5
Post by Administration on Jan 18, 2009 19:54:34 GMT -5
Cehhan.
That was what he was named. Good gave a gentle smile and nodded as she thought of the lovely name. His voice was also enchanting - making her want to scoot a little closer. "My name is Good...it's nice to meet you, Cehhan." She placed her hands in front of her and gave a small bow. "Why were you around Tsukiyomi?" Her almond-shaped curious eyes blinked. "It's dangerous for you to be around the barrier. It could've really hurt you."
Cehhan was observing her, she realized, but not in a threatening way. She smiled a bit and looked around. "It's not too nice down here...I think you'd prefer it above? Maybe I can arrange something..." She looked toward him with an apologetic gaze. "Are you sure there's nothing I can do...to make you more comfortable while you're here? Hopefully mother will release you soon..." She rubbed her arms and realized it was quite cold down where the cells were. A lingerance of sympathy came from her for the vampire. She wished he could just be set free...he seemed so harmless.
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Mar 15, 2009 18:59:33 GMT -5
Post by Cehhan on Mar 15, 2009 18:59:33 GMT -5
Cehhan was perplexed after seeing the soft smile of the human before him. He did not understand how one could be so nonchalant around a monster such as himself. However, the vampire did not allow this puzzlement to appear as emotion upon his pale face. He instead watched indifferenty the dazzling human before him, so very curious of a sack of flesh that Cehhan was certain he would never be interested in. So long in the entirety of his immortal living, he had avoided any and all contact with such a race. But now, since a day ago, something peculiar but different had brought him to the very place he never expected to find himself; in the land of Tsukiyomi. His thoughts trailed on as Cehhan carefully gandered at the girl, who he did not realize was slowly scooting closer to him.
Good... Cehhan filed the info away for later and weakly nodded his head in acknowledgement. "As it is a pleasure to meet you as well, Miss Good." He said quietly, his sing-song voice resounding around the stone walls of his captivity. The vampire cringed against the wall he was chained against in sudden pain, but it soon extinguished as his muscles relaxed again. The vampire grunted quietly, almost silent. He leaned back against the cold stone and watched again, his maroon gaze transfixed on Good. There was something that drew him to her, and no other human had such an ability. As long as he should stay captive here (and if he did survive, of course) then Cehhan promised he would attain as much knowledge of her and her kind as he possibly could. And he would kill that bastard for this torture, these games.
"I was curious," he simply stated, his eyes not once leaving hers as to convince her thuroughly. It was not the truth, but nor was it a lie. Cehhan had been curious of the aura and foolishly followed, all just to fall into a trap. It wasn't as though he was looking to hunt an abundance of humans, in which that bastard sack of meat thought. And it wasn't as though he didn't understand it was dangerous around these parts. Cehhan was indeed wary of the temptations that resided here in Tsukiyomi, and in all truth it had only been a reflex to catch the object of food thrown at him. It was intentional in the least. And yet, he knew, it was the perfect story. He was indeed at the wrng place in the wrong time. Anything Cehhan should say would only deem him more guilty. But at the very mention of going above, it seemed no less safer, but perhaps a better environment. Perhaps there he would not be pestered by the rat. His scarlet gaze lingered on the cell's ceiling for a few moments.
"Whatever you believe is best," Cehhan answered quietly. There as no will to be anywhere but traveling again, free of these humans. And perhaps if he were in the palace it would be an easier escape. If he got the vial, that was. And there was the better chance of attaining the antidote for his sickness. "I assure you, there is nothing more that can be done." Well, there was, but Cehhan would not mention that her best friend ever had poisoned her. Aside from this, even attempting to mention treason at this point in time was futile. No one was to believe him. After all, he was a vampire. A vegetarian vampire, that is. Nor would anyone else believe that mere oxy moron. But when Good rubbed herself with her hands, he looked away, as though it was forbidden. The sudden urge to warm her strangely overwhelmed Cehhan, but he ignored it, silently chiding himself for such a thought. She, perhaps, needed to return to the palace, where it was warmer.
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Mar 15, 2009 19:19:24 GMT -5
Post by Administration on Mar 15, 2009 19:19:24 GMT -5
The vampire seemed quite polite, not dangerous at all. Good's smile grew wider and a small blush spread across her soft cheeks. She allowed herself to grow more relaxed around Cehhan. There wasn't anything she saw that was aggressive about him. He was talking with her and even using polite terms. Though his pain concerned her as she hated to see pain. She hated that individuals had to feel pain. If only she had some ability to take it all away. It would be what she'd spend her whole life doing. Healing hands...if only she had healing hands!
"Curious..." She nodded slighlty as she recalled younger years. Good had been curious about a lot of things, too. But then as she grew older she tended to shy back from things. Good grew more fearful and jumpy about such things. She started to play the safe side. Good felt she hadn't had any true fun in a while. Of course drawing and stuff was fun and all...but there was never anything new. Cehhan was new. Good wanted to be near him and learn about him. Learn all she could before it's too late and he went away...
"I think it'd be better for you to not be down here..." Good replied slowly. "Maybe it will help your pain? Why are you hurting?" She frowned, "I don't like it when others hurt..." She rubbed her other arm nervously and looked down. Maybe it was not right to ask him such a question. "I-I will...I will speak with my mother." She nodded a bit - trying to distract from the question. "I'm sure I can get you out of here..."
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