damned_institute | Nightshift 29: M31-M40 Hallway

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Nightshift 29: M31-M40 Hallway

Another unexciting dinner led into to another shot at busting out of the institution as Nightshift rolled around. Of course, Jack had other plans to attend to first. He had been rather interested in ~~crashing~~ paying a visit to M98 after the bulletin promised "cigarettes, booze, and sandwiches". The "manflesh" he could do without, but even if he wasn't welcome (last time he checked, he wasn't a hot lady, though the way things were going, who knew what tomorrow held?), he'd strong arm his way in and take what he wanted!

Sliding from his room into the hall with his maps and flashlight, the Fable set out to find his way to the party and may score some liquor and smokes.

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As the nightshift rolled around finally, Kyon let out a sigh and waited. He had nothing but a bad feeling about this shift. (Not that he had anything else for the night)The guy that wanted to 'discuss' things with him not only knew too much, but held nothing but ill intent towards him (Unless threatening someones life was a new way to greet another)

Sitting on his bed he used that annoying time to mull over the events of the day. He stopped that short after a few seconds, not really wanting too.

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He glanced behind him once or twice, noting the loud, clumsy travels of one Allen Walker behind him. Probably the peon was headed to the same area, perhaps even the same room--Aidou, had, as a matter of fact, decided to make Hitsugaya Toshiro's room his second stop of the night. Thievery could be an elegant art, assuming it was done for a good cause.

And most of Aidou's causes were noble to a degree, after all.

There would probably be dawdlers, but so long as it was relatively early, he was confident he could collect his unwanted charge, relieve one of the Arts and Crafts teams of a map undetected, and use the remainder of the night in pursuit of some answers on the second floor.

Passing noiselessly into the first hall of the cell block, he bypassed the others and singled in on M37. Looked like Kyon hadn't tried to run after all. With one hand adjusting his tie, Aidou pulled open the door, not even really bothering to look. "Let's go."

And there he was. He probably wouldn't admit it, but, he felt him coming as soon as he was in the hallway. He was already standing up when Aidou opened the door.

Now that sudden abrupt command made Kyon narrow his eyes. What was that? "I thought you wanted to 'discuss' with me."

He also didn't like what the other was wearing. Where did he get that, anyways? Did he raid an office somewhere? All the while he thought this with 'How the hell am I even getting a clear view of this in a pitch black room?'

Aidou snorted, having steeled himself for this exchange. "This isn't a tea party, and I don't intend to get into a 'discussion'." Now wasn't the time to lose his composure, cause a scene. That wouldn't help Akatsuki, and for once, helping another vampire other than Kaname-sama was at the forefront of his mind.

It was time to get serious about this sort of garbage, and the flat expression in his eyes was proof enough of his resolve. He could gratefully admit, he looked so much more grave wearing somewhat regal attire--though, in the end, affects like that matter little. There levels of power were far, far different, and it wouldn't ever be in Kyon's interest to test that, Aidou was sure.

Stepping back into the hallway, a clear gesture to follow, the vampire continued: "Perhaps I should rephrase--I meant that you're going to tell me everything. How long you've been here, how long you've been like that, everything. Especially how it happened."

Kyon just about protested at his first statement with 'Then why did you even say that!?' when he realized if he said anything else, Kyon might not have came as quietly.

He kept the less than happy look on his face at the others tone.

If course that was what he wanted to discuss, just like the other four people he'd talked to today. Going with him was a tricking decision, though. He didn't know what this guy would do once he was given the informtation, but ultimately he sighed and nodded.

He wanted information as well, he wanted to know why he could feel this guys presence from down the hall. He had some small idea, but, he wanted confirmation.

There was a reason why vampires were wary of that unnatural line between human and vampire--not only was it a blood taboo, an abnormal and fundamentally wrong occurrence, but logically it was just a dangerous mistake. Contrary to popular belief, a vampire that retained some of its human feelings was not a good thing--human morality and vampire instincts quarreled constantly until ex-humans went insane, lost control, became a danger to the people they'd once become.

A normal vampire like Aidou was at ease in his own skin, accepted and appreciated his own birth, so it was no surprise he looked on Kyon with derision.

"If you haven't realized already, your words are about the only mode of self-defence you have." It was a slight barb towards what he'd witness this afternoon. "So start talking--start from the beginning."

As they started off down the hallway, Kyon fell a step or so behind Aidou. He hadn't noticed the night before about his eyesight, so he was glancing around ever so often, getting a feel for it. Guess he didn't need a flashlight anymore. About the only good thing that had come out of this.

"I've only been here for a few days, four at the most." This story was so well rehearsed in his head to the point that he didn't even feel as though he were talking about himself. "Two nights ago a few of the white coats dragged me out of my room after dinner. I woke up strapped down to a lab table."

He focused his eyes forward now, seeing how far he could look down the hall. It was a good distance. "The doctor there injected something into my bloodstream. I'm not a scientist, but its not hard to figure out it was vampire blood."

Aidou didn't stop walking--in fact, he was pretty much marching by then--but at the informal reference to vampire blood, his expression twisted into something ugly. He still didn't stop. An injection?

An injection.

How unbelievably perverted.

"What did the man say? What did you say? Be specific! And for that matter, how many people have you bitten in those two days? Better yet, who have you told?"

The noble was still devoting a lot of his focus into not exploding into a rage, only to turn around and strike the one trotting along behind him. Destroying a clue wouldn't help, yet. Not yet. Later.

This was an interrogation, and from what he could easily tell now, Aidou had to be similar to him in some way. Anyone else probably wouldn't be overly concerned about who he told about his little condition.

Ha, and to think Hisoka had said he would have any contact with possible vampires for a long time. Here was one now! Though, he wasn't so sure this was a good or a bad thing. Knowing Kyon's luck, this wasn't going to be an easy night.

"He told me he found how normal I used to be interesting, and he wanted to see how I would react with not being normal." Bastard doctor with that smug-ass voice. Kyon's fists clenched slightly at his mention. "He recited things about my life that he shouldn't have known, and after it was all said in done. He knocked me out of the labs mocking about how I could attack my friends."

Looks like the doctor had been right. "I've only bitten one and only two know."

Spinning on his heel, he demanded of Kyon, “Open your mouth,” and made it pretty clear this was going to be a pit-stop until Kyon complied.

It was all Aidou could do--the fanatical need to pursue information was the only way he could try and get his intellectual mind to jump this particular hoop, and at least try and accept what the ex-human was claiming, if only on a hypothetical basis. It shouldn’t have been possible. Not even in a noble’s wildest nightmare. Despite the description of the doctor’s motives sounded all too plausible, it just... hurt.

It hurt his dignity, and disturbed him, and made it hard to reason.

Kyon stopped as Aidou spun around to meet him. He stepped back just slightly and stared at him, letting what the the probable vampire said process. After a moment of blinking at him he figured he wanted to see the fangs.

A sigh and Kyon opened his mouth first to speak. "They're not big, if that's what you want to see. The doctor filed my teeth to a point so that they would look like fangs."

He then kept his mouth open for Aidou to inspect himself if he so desired. Sure enough, they were there, small and almost unnoticeable.

He didn’t have to step any closer to see them clearly. The noble just narrowed his eyes, partly out of growing anger, partly out of thought. Kyon didn’t have to tell him that they had been filed--that much was obvious.

Filed. By hand! The fangs, the most basic trait of a vampire, hadn’t formed on their own. That was simply... The young vampire drew the tip of his tongue along the tip of one of his own fangs, lips pressed tight. An injection that stimulated the desire for blood, mimicked certain traits, but not others, and didn’t even account for simple biological changes. Kyon could obviously see in the dark, obviously had the proper reaction to sunlight, but beyond that...

“Where?” he said. “Where was the point of injection?”

Kyon ...was starting to worry that this guy was going to have a meltdown. He eyed him strangely for a second before Kyon pulled his sleeve up just a little to show the spot of the injection on his arm.

"It's the typical place for an injection." Kyon ran his finger over it, feeling the mark it had left.

Tsking sharply, Aidou gave Kyon’s exposed arm a withering look and turned away again. An syringe full of pure blood injected into someone’s arm? How completely and utterly ridiculous. The mere insinuation was an insult. It just didn’t happen.

It just didn’t happen--and to think how incomplete even this ex-human was.

“Normally you’d be dead right now,” Aidou eventually said, voice crisp. “It is my utmost pleasure to destroy creatures like you, just so we’re clear. However, count yourself lucky--you’re going to get to live for a while yet. At least while you‘re still sane.” He glanced over his shoulder, expression strangely even, at utter odds with his whirlwind of thoughts. “But every privilege comes with a price, little ex-human. If you value your life, you’ll be happy to be put on a short leash. Ready to hear the terms? Because I‘m only going to warn you once.”

Great. This was the part of the conversation where Kyon mentally curses how he's able to get into the worst possible situations and run into the worst possible people. Even if this guy was an actual vampire.

He didn't like that this guy was dangling his freedom in front of his eyes. Or even that this guy thought he had some kind of say in Kyon's own life. He'd dealt with someone similar before. She had figured Kyon's life a mere variable in a much larger equation, and wondered how factoring it out would affect the world as a whole.

He learned from this experience that usually when someone acted that way, they could back themselves up.

He gave Aidou an expressionless nod, he'd go along with this for now. He didn't have much of a choice.

“Then first, come to terms with the fact that you’re no longer human, you’re never going to be human, and most importantly, that sets you apart from the ones you’ve been spending time with up until now. Understand? You don’t belong together, or with anyone, really--you’ve become a menace to us. So my second point should be obvious: you attack the humans, you’ll be exterminated. Feed only enough to stay alive, and do it so as to remain unidentified. And do it regularly.”

After the initial flood of words died down, Aidou gaze Kyon a lofty sort of up and down look, the kind only a highborn could possibly give.

“And about the people who already know... I know one is that twin you attacked. No doubt there were witnesses, so either you can’t count, or you’re lying. Who all knows?”

Kyon listened to Aidou's demands quietly. He kept his eyes closed as if he were mulling them over in his head. Really, he was just annoyed at how Aidou was speaking to him. He knew he wasn't normal anymore, there was no reason for him to even begin to reiterate that. If nothing else, Aidou was merely repeating the mantra that Doctor had fed him just before throwing him into the halls two nights ago.

"I'm not lying. The twin I attacked knows what I am, but his brother doesn't. He just thinks I'm nuts." Not like Kaoru had given him a chance to explain. "The other who knows was there when it happened. That's all. I've kept to myself otherwise and not let it spill."

He looked at Aidou finally with a serious, unmoving look. "Before I buy into anything your saying, I want to know who the hell you are."

The vampire couldn’t help it: he rolled his eyes. “The only reason they would try to believe otherwise is because they were convinced you were entirely human beforehand, am I right? That was the only thing you had going for you. As for the twin and your other confidante, shut them up. If rumours spread because of your messy exchanges, I’ll also kill you for being a nuisance. It goes without saying that I will not come up in any of your conversations, ever.”

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