Nightshift 33: F-A Block Hallway

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[Coming from here.]

Max didn't slow down or even pause to look around her as she slipped out of her hall and headed onwards, a determined expression on her face. If anything was stupid enough to pick a fight with her right now, she'd be more than happy to oblige it.

[Going here.]

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Not his fault? A human certainly had no power over her blood, and nothing was her fault. However, Diva couldn’t keep on hating faceless men and nameless obstacles; some of her anger had to be dealt with by people of the here and now.

She probed her palm absently with a thumb, letting more of her blood trickle over her skin.

“This blood is supposed to bind us together forever,” was all she said.

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Bridget frowned again. "I'm sorry," he offered. "I'll stay with you though." A small smile crossed his face and he tried to look encouraging. "Even if it didn't work like it was supposed to," he went on, not certain it hadn't actually worked, "I'd still like to be your friend."

It was a start, and maybe he could figure out what was happening...

[roses-bleues.livejournal.com]

Turning on her bare foot, Diva looked over this silly boy, and thought now she had somewhat of a decision to make. She’d let the last one go, but… kill this one or not? She didn’t even know why he was, only that he was.

Fully comprehending what this could mean was too much for the Queen, as she was not someone who was thwarted often. That was all in her past.

Yet, he was smiling and saying things like ‘friend’. Her Chevaliers came to learn that there was no such thing with her in time, with Amshel’s guidance. Excluding everything, every little thing wrong with these two new Chevaliers of hers, if they had been born normally, she still would have had to deal with her creations on her own. Explain certain things, demonstrate others. Things that Amshel had done for her.

She couldn’t make up her mind on what to do now that Kagura was gone.

“That’s good. I never said for you to go.” They were like toys, to her. They always had been. She summoned and dismissed them when it pleased her. Even this broken toy of hers.