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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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.”

_{[and moving on to here]}

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