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Tweak says, "J is for Jousting"

bleached_wonder (bleached_wonder) wrote in mirage_rpg,
@ 2009-02-08 18:33:00

Entry tags:

astor bennett, complete, day 31, spike

Who: Spike and Open :)
When: Day 31 morning
What: Spike gets a snack..
Rating: PG or lower so far.
Status: Incomplete

Spike grumbled, sniffing the air around him, he was hungry enough to eat a whole restaurant full of people. Of course his soul wouldn't let him do that, so he'd have to settle for blood from a fridge or something. If he could find where the damn kitchens in this place were. He'd had a rough night, he normally slept in the day, but hadn't really had a chance, so he'd decided to catch up in the night, so he'd be fresh for whatever was thrown at him next. Stupid soul seemed intent on sending him insane. Again.

All he ever dreamt about was blood, killing,. the chase, his prey, the pounding of all the blood around him, then he'd dream of sceams, and pleads that he'd ignored. A million faces in terror, all the people he'd kill. He felt guility. But he didn't feel as bad as he should, it just annoyed him. Everyone expected him to feel so bad, to want to repent. He did feel bad, he wouldn't do it again. But he couldn't have helped it. He didn't have a soul then. They were his natraul prey. Did they feel bad about the animals they mass killed for their substance? He doubted it. Did lions feel bad when they ate gazelles? Nope, so he didn't dwell on it. Didn't stop the dreams and the nagging guilty feeling though.

He made it across to the main building as the first rays of light came up. So he'd be hanging round here for the day then. He found the big kitchens. Ignoring all the smells of humans, amongst other things, the heartbeats, voices he could hear, the emotions he could smell and hear, walking to the counter. "Now planet, if I get this straight I just ask for what I want right now." he remembered that mercy chick the day before asking for the sun to be blocked so he could walk around in daylight. He ignored anyone who could have been in there, not really caring if they thought he was crazy.

"Now some O-negative, at body temperature would be bloody beautiful.." He thought about two steaming bags of blood, and could feel himself salivating. Looking around, before starting as he saw his mental picture become reality on the counter before him. He vamped out, smelling the rich scent of blood. Moaning as he found a mug and using a fang to break a whole in the bag and pouring the steaming bag half in. Taking sip, game face still he moaned loudly. Perfect. A little artificial tasting, not real genuine, fresh out of the human, but pretty close, and in a whole different league to pigs blood.

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miami_angel97
2009-02-08 01:42 pm UTC (link)

Astor had slept well after the Doctor had brought her back to her room. For a second, she'd even felt like someone cared about her here and he might not have tucked her in or given her a good night kiss or anything like that, but he had walked her back and that was more than anyone else had done since Sidney the day Astor had first arrived.

The morning sun wouldn't allow her to go back to sleep once she was awake, so Astor took a shower and dressed, deciding she should get something to eat. Preferably, a cinnamon roll, since Gray said that the Planet had them and Astor loved cinnamon rolls.

She made her way into the kitchen (because, she'd seen enough of the cafe anyway and maybe if she went to the kitchen she'd be allowed to help make the cinnamon rolls!) and right up to the counter, because there was already a guy there having probably his morning coffee like Dex did and maybe he knew how to get the golems to let her make breakfast instead of just having it. But as she got closer, she noticed the bag and canted her head slightly to the side. She couldn't tell what it was but it looked kinda gross. More importantly, the Inside Shadow was wide awake, all of a sudden. That was weird...

"Excuse me, mister?" she asked, looking up at him and trying to crane her neck to see his face. At the angle, she couldn't quite get more than a partial profile. "Do you know how I can get the stone people to let me make my own breakfast?" she asked. "I just got here a couple of days ago and I don't really know how things work yet..."

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bleached_wonder
2009-02-08 01:52 pm UTC (link)

Spike could hear footsteps him, but took no notice. Was a public place after all. He couldn't really smell anything but the delicious blood right under his nose, but he could smell a girl, young, smelt different to normal humans. Then again almost everyone here seemed to be not normal in some way.

She was talking to him. About making breakfast, trying to see his face. He stopped drinking, and spoke to her. "Don't really know, kinda new around here myself.." He turned to face her, still in game face as he put the blood down sharply. She was young. He switched from game face fast, trying not to scare her.

Licking over his teeth, aware of the blood marks on them before placing his hands out, trying to keep her calm, aware he wasn't exactly a comforting looking guy with his demon showing, drinking fake human blood. "Sorry about that.. I'm sure if you ask for the ingredients.." He said calmly hoping she wouldn't panic and scream or something, it was really the last thing he needed right now.

	bleached_wonder 2009-03-01 02:20 pm UTC (link)
	He screwed his face up at her. "That's just unpleasant. I don't need to see how human's digest stuff pet.." He said with a cocked eyebrow, watching as food fell out her mouth. "Fine example of table manners you are.. when I was your age I'd have been caned for that one.." he laughed to her. (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)