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Vlad Drăgoi {Dracula} (nobleblood) wrote in bellumlogs,
@ 2009-12-18 02:33:00

Entry tags:

dorian gray, dracula

Who: Vlad, unconscious Theresa, and OPEN
What: Theresa fell down a well and is now unconscious. Vlad needs help. 911. S.W.A.T teams. THE WORKS.
Where: Basement/Masquerade ball
When: Immediately after this.
Warnings: Yelling, lots of water dripping everywhere, and a very cold, unstable, and shirtless Vlad.
Notes: O YEA AND EMIL IS DEAD.

A strange sort of numbness was beginning to creep up his legs, and it made every step more difficult. The blood trickling from his scalp had tried and it itched, mingling with the white-hot pain of open wounds against the air. He was shivering, and the more he tried not to the less successful he was; while Theresa hung limply from his arms, her dark hair plastered to her head. The sounds of the masquerade grew nearer, the bright laughter and chatter and music that seemed from a time so long ago. His world was cold, so very cold; even his anger had frozen into something else.

He pushed past the curtain, staggering into the freakishly light room. His vision went blurry, and he found himself turning in circles in an attempt to adjust to the light.

Masks, all around. Nameless, faceless, barely even human. He wondered briefly where Esme was in the sea of faces. Where Helena was.

He knew, he knew, HE KNEW.

"Help." Vlad's voice was weak, catching in his throat. He tried again, raising his voice to a yell despite his raw throat. "HELP. SOMEONE, PLEASE, I NEED HELP."

Another stagger forward, his grip on Theresa iron-tight. "SHE NEEDS MEDICAL ASSISTANCE. SOMEONE HELP US!"

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ohno_opoclips
2009-12-19 02:55 am UTC (link)

"There's an ambulance on the way. You can complain about the wait when they get here," Kane said, perhaps a bit sharply, addressing the woman that he'd ben previously ignoring--he'd hardly glanced at Trenton, either, because honestly? He'd rather put a bullet in his own head.

He turned his attention back to Vlad.

"Of course I believe you. This will work itself out. I swear it will, and I'll do whatever it takes to make sure of it."

He looked to Luca, still ignoring Trenton and Reed.

"Still nothing?" He asked, nodding to the unconscious woman on the table.

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	rosesarereed 2009-12-19 03:00 am UTC (link)
	Reed snapped. "I will complain about the fucking wait all I want, she's my sister, you asshole! Now someone better tell me what the fuck actually happened right. now." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

nobleblood
2009-12-19 05:00 am UTC (link)

Vlad didn't want to say anything. He was cold in a way he'd never been before, and he didn't feel like himself - it was strange, to feel so disconnected from oneself. He was always the one in control of every situation, no matter how sudden or unexpected. Nothing ever moved too quickly for him - until now.

But if this was Theresa's sister, then he needed to tell her what had occurred... whether she believed him or not.

"Your sister fell down a well. It was at the end of a tunnel, behind a curtain in one of the colored rooms." Vlad's voice was surprisingly steady as he looked up at her. "I was not there when it actually happened, but I heard the splash and--" He paused. "Emil and I went to investigate. Between the two of us, we managed to get her out. She was unconscious but breathing when Emil went into the well after her, and she was the same when I lifted her out."

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lucaischarming
2009-12-19 09:39 pm UTC (link)

"No change," Luca muttered, looking at Kane and carefully ignoring Reed and Vlad. Personally, he was hoping to avoid getting caught between them--if Reed chose Vlad to flip out on, he had no objections, and he was vaguely behind the idea that she had a right to some flipping out since her sister had almost drowned. Still, he would not mind Vlad bearing the brunt of her grief, not at all. The other option was taking it himself.

And if Reed snapped at Kane again, unconscious sister or no, he was going to have to say something. That would probably end poorly--but no one was going to get to yell at Kane in front of him, whatever the circumstances.

Weary of everyone, he looked back down at Theresa, taking in her still features--skin so pale behind the coal dark hair, lips red despite the cold. For a moment he felt a flicker of remembered warmth in his chest, thinking of their time together, how she had come to trust him, how she had melted under his touch, and how he had then shrugged and left.

She didn't look dead, despite the unnatural stillness, now that he examined her closely.

Slowly, reverently, feeling like the air was weighted down by an old dream, he lowered his face to hers, and placed a soft, chaste kiss upon her lips.

His felt like the room tilted around them--

and nothing happened.

"I'm sorry, Theresa," he whispered, before straightening up and blinking, feeling a strange and unexpected disappointment.

He turned away from the table, rubbing his fingers against his temple, wishing the fucking ambulance would just get here already.

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rosesarereed
2009-12-22 02:40 am UTC (link)

((Wow I am late. Sorry! D:))

Reed felt dizzy and stupid and totally out of her element, here. As did most things, it just made her angry. "Yeah, I got the whole 'fell into a fucking well' thing. I want to know why. The fuck was she doing there?"

When Luca leaned down and kissed her, Reed felt something snap. It wasn't an angry something. She felt like her ribs were collapsing in on themselves. She hugged herself. Don't touch her, she wanted to say. He had no right, none of these guys had a right to even be here worrying about her sister, but there was nothing she could do except wait for the ambulance. Which was taking its fucking time.

She massaged the bridge of her nose in irritation.

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nobleblood
2009-12-22 06:51 am UTC (link)

((No problem :D))

Something about this woman rubbed Vlad the wrong way, but he knew snapping at her wouldn't solve anything. As of now, he was the only person who'd been present at the time of Theresa's accident. He knew it looked bad, but there was nothing he could do to change the circumstances.

"I do not know why she was there." How did she expect anyone to know why? Only Theresa could answer that.

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	rosesarereed 2009-12-27 05:55 am UTC (link)
	"Oh, right. I'm fucking sure." She stared at Vlad for a moment, and then threw her hands up in the air. She could hear the ambulance in the distance. "Whatever, I don't even care. At least she's not dead." She crossed her arms and seethed like a child. Fuck it. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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