[Everything ached. His entire body felt like one huge sore, as if he had been beaten against the jagged walls of a cliff and the rocks had taken their penance for the assault from his body. He felt heavy, as if he was too weighed down by everything around him to be able to move. He couldn't remember why he felt this way, what could have happened, and his thoughts were just as heavy, just as hard to gather. He wanted to sleep it all away.

But the hunger was greater. It stabbed at him, drawing him from the heavy darkness with its demanding cries that rang in his mind like a wolf's howl. It had been too long, he was so weak from going without, and could no longer deny that he needed to feed. His mind was fogged, unable to grasp at anything but that urge--that natural desire to survive.

And someone was there. He could smell the blood in their veins, smell the untainted scent of one whose blood was like a siren's call to him. He could hear the beating of the heart...somewhat distant, just out of reach. Waiting.

Kaname-sama.

Aidou opens his eyes, and they are red.]

[After making sure Yuuri and Akito were safe, Conrad gingerly makes his way to the kitchen and makes himself a ziplock bag of ice which he wraps in a towel. He takes a seat on a stool and opens his uniform jacket and shirt, revealing a large red stamp across his chest, vaguely shaped like the sole of the shoe of one Kaito Wanijima.]

[Wincing very slightly, Conrad applies the ice. It's going to be one serious bruise in a few days. He can't dare let Yuuri see him looking like this. He saw how exhausted healing Akito's cuts made Yuuri, and there's no way he's going to chance that happening again.]

[As long as he's in the kitchen, he may as well make some tea and snacks for the boys waiting in Yuuri's room. Conrad rises and goes to start a kettle, his movements stiff and pained, though he hides it relatively well.]

[Now that Zelda is spending considerable time outside of the library, she has had the chance to notice that it is a little chilly outside. Wanting to be prepared in case it gets colder, she makes her way to the clothing store that she found as she was looking through her communicator's map.

Once inside the store, Zelda is amazed to see so many different garments on the racks and shelves. Hopefully this means that it won't be too difficult to find a warm cloak to wear over her gown.]

[After her talk with Sora about siblings and friends, she started thinking about how lucky she was to be in Marina considering what Suzkau had told her.]

Um, hello, Sentience? Are you listening? I wasn't sure how to contact you after your morning greeting. Maybe there isn't a way...

Oh, but if you are listening, I was wondering if it might be possible for you to bring someone else here. I'm sure he could probably have some of the same crimes you listed for me. You'd know best what they might be.

His name is Clovis. He's my brother. [And if she can be here when she shouldn't be, then maybe he can to?]

[Fletcher sounds a little down, but what else is new?]

Why can't people just get along? Fighting and being mean doesn't help anyone.