Adrian Ivashkov | Vampire Academy/Bloodlines (ivashkinated) wrote in madisonvalley, @ 2018-11-04 23:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log, !open, ~2018 november, ~40 points, ~~~schmedrick the magician (foolmagician, ~~~~adrian ivashkov (ivashkinated) |
WHO: Adrian Ivashkov and OPEN
WHAT: Moody, slightly crazy vampire
WHERE: A bench on Main Street
WHEN: Late at night, after his talk with Kenny
WARNINGS: TBD
STATUS: OPEN/Ongoing
It really didn’t take very long to send Adrian over the edge. It had only been a little more than a month since he’d used a huge burst of Spirit to bring Jill back from the dead. In addition to that, he was using Spirit on a daily basis to look at Auras in order to earn himself money at the casino, and to heal the people who cane into the clinic. He was using too much, and he knew it. But there was something so intoxicating about the magic that it was almost a calling, and especially when it came to healing people it was really hard to resist.
But it made times like this far more frequent, no matter how much he tried to self-medicate with alcohol and cigarettes.
Adrian was sitting in the rain, on a bench on Main Street that was completely unsheltered. He stared off into space, his eyes distant and...strange, as if there was more Spirit than Adrian. He was drenched, the rain dripping from his hair and soaking his clothes. The cigarette he held had gone out long ago, but he didn’t even seem to notice.
Kenny’s words had sent him into melancholy and Spirit had taken him from there. It was an intensely powerful magic, but it took a great deal from the user. In his lucid moments, Adrian knew that it would some day drive him to insanity. In times like this, he was pretty sure he was already there.