tampered | I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget.

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I live for the nights I can't remember with the people I'll never forget.

When; Starting Friday night around 10, ending sometime Saturday
Rating; on the safe side R
Characters; Open to all!
Summary; To shake things up and have some fun, or cause trouble as the case may be, someone is throwing a party...
Log;

Sometime Thursday everyone no matter their age (barring the residences of Setsuna Muduo, the angel Michael, and anyone Hatter has been able to determine as friends of the one called Ikki) in the City will have received a notice inviting them to a party on the outer edge of the City.

The address leads to a modest little place with garden and labyrinth that has been decorated in smoke, fog and glow sticks. There is live music thanks to Curt Wild & Time Bomb, food, drinks of the alcoholic and non varieties, along with some more atypical treats (do be careful which pills you mix with which).

The host of the evening, the Master of Ceremonies so to speak, is a quaint thing harlequin painted for those who've yet to meet nem. Do feel free to mix and mingle, the night is quite young and it is a party after all. Just don't forget the overall theme: it's not a real party until everyone's clothes come off.

Just be care of the maze...there's at least one psychotic vampire on the prowl.

((Pretty much this is a giant open log, feel free to comment either openly or in private closed threads. Also Hatter will be wandering about, if you want nem to tag you please let me know via subject line. Thanks and enjoy!))

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[The faerie lights and smoky glow-sticks create a surreal atmosphere.

Wandering the Labyrinth, Karl smiles. From the dance-floor, he's managed to charm away a pretty girl. Has bought her drinks, given her bright looks and smiles—half-intoxicated as she is, it didn't take much—and is now leading her off into the maze's shadows.

She clings to him, giggling, half-swaying. Darkhaired and dainty, with a strong resemblance to Saya. Karl's whispered words to her are coaxing. But she doesn't know what they really mean.

That once they begin kissing, he's going to devour her. Hideously.]

[With an open bar and assorted party favors free for the taking, few attendees have chosen to wandered outside.

Even after dark, the castle's grounds are beautiful to behold - more so when compared with the noisy, garish scene going down indoors. Although he's enjoying the party, Luke takes a break from it. Little 'quiet time' ever so often makes for a more pleasurable experience all around.

Strolls along one of the gardens. Takes in nocturnal sights, night blooming jasmine's scent along with a host of others; feel of the evening, and....

Extends his senses. 'Fun' occurring in the labyrinth.]

[Intoxicated prey is pliable prey. In the shadows, Karl and the girl seem like an embracing couple. Perfectly harmless. The girl - almost bonelessly drunk - barely struggles when Karl's fangs sink into her neck. Blood gushes, filling his throat. Her cry is muffled by Karl's hand on her mouth.]

[Grinning, he takes long droughts. Senses alert, all the while, for any intruders.]

[As he drinks, the girl slackens in his arms. Woozy from drinks, blood-loss, shock. Closeby, Karl catches footsteps. Senses pinged by a newcomer. Another vampire?]

[Blood still slicking his lips, he half-turns.]

...Enjoying a quiet stroll?

[Once he sensed the 'who' (thankfully not Kuran) & 'friend' (or rather, as indicated by feelings of excitement and pleasure with the dominant copper tang scent, 'snack'), Luke entered the labyrinth. If Karl objected to company, turning around and leaving was simple enough to do.

Casual approach to let the other know he was both present and a non-threat. No projected hostility greeted him.

Turning the coroner, he smiled. Bit of an exhibitionist Karl made no attempt at concealment.]

I am. Only have the one [snack] with you?

[Recognizing the newcomer, Karl mirrors the smile. The girl with him is like a frightened doe. Eyes rolling, mouth parted. Pretty doomed light-headed thing. Karl watches tiny beads of blood ooze from the puncture marks on her neck. But he doesn't taste them. There's enough in this girl to waste.]

[Or to share.]

So far, yes.

[A trail of corpses would end the party early. And no-one wanted that. Turning, he proffers the girl's neck. Like a boy sharing a toy. A show of goodwill.]

Want a bite?

[Literal bite in vampiric terms is out of the question. Moment his fangs unsheathe and or any dental (secondary) transformation takes place, virus within him activates and goes on the ready. Paired with the girl's current adrenalin spike, it'd quickly course thru her veins. When conditions were right - point of death - instant ghoul.

Doesn't matter whether she is alive or City dead, virus doesn't discriminant. Party has way too many 'pitfalls' present for the fool girl to trip into and trigger a change. Single carrier can easily cause havoc. Luke doesn't want Hatter's party spoiled. It's either kill the girl right before/after or pass altogether on a friendly feed.

Fortunately, there's more than one way to join in.]

Thank-you.

[Removes his gloves. Pointed nail to tender flesh. Deep and lengthy scratch. Inhumanly long tongue gently slithers over the bleeding wound.]

[He notes how Luke doesn't sink his teeth in. For Karl, half the pleasure is in the bite. In piercing sinew and skin to taste the first spurt of blood.]

[But perhaps - there are reasons. Vampires and Chiropterans don't share identical traits. In legend, one vampire's bite is said to create another.]

[Grinning, he lets Luke tuck in.]

The City needs more evenings like this.

It would certainly make life here more tolerable.

[As tolerable as it can get. Without Saya or Diva.]

[Switch from tongue to mouth. Not wanting to break contact, he replies in empathic 'nod'. Not in hundred percent of agreement, though.]

[He keeps a firm hold on the girl. One hand covering her mouth, in case she makes too much noise. Her eyes are enormous, darting left and right. Then, as moments pass, glazing with pain and semi-consciousness. Under her perfume, she emanates a delicious reek of terror.]

[Karl's content to let his companion have his fill. On such a night, there'll be snacks a-plenty. And enough time to pick them out.]

[Not polite to drain the last drop from prey not his.

Willed change in the saliva from anti-coagulate to healing. Few tongue licks and he takes his mouth away. Girl's flesh is completely unmarked - not even so much as a hint of bruising.]

[Isn't that interesting? No wounds. Not even a scratch. Karl's grin widens.]

No wonder you enjoy being discreet.

She could walk away alive tonight. No-one to believe her tale of getting attacked.

[Luke's left several gulpfuls still in the girl. Karl sinks his teeth neatly into the still-fresh punctures. Draining her in a matter of moments. The last of her blood is flooded with pure fear. But drunk as she is, she'll scarcely remember the vampires' faces. Final drop drained, Karl lets her slump in a heap.]

[In the labyrinth's intricate pathways, it'll be hours before she's found.]

[Pulls sterling silver case from inside his suit jacket. Selects a cigarette before extending the open case to Karl.]

What better way to sow confusion than by a bloodless body with no drain marks.

[He doesn't smoke. Can't feel most chemicals in his system. Politely - so politely, given the violence that just occurred - he shakes his head.]

Must make hunting go considerably smoothly.

[There's something neat - mysterious - about leaving unmarked victims. Karl imagines Solomon or Amshel would appreciate the style.]

Re: The Labyrinth (OPEN - especially to any victims or fellow monsters)

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[Even Setsuna's body isn't taking well to the amount of alcohol in his system. Woozy, and unable to walk straight, he heads out into the Labyrinth. He thought he saw Karl head out there earlier, and since he came invited by the other he only feels it's right to say something before he leaves.]

Karl, you're out here, right? [He's coming around the side, now.]

[Teeth sunk into the girl's neck, Karl happily swallows the blood bubbling up. The darkness is like a curtain, concealing him and his prey from the chaos and color indoors. In his hold, his victim tics and spasms, emitting little whimpers. But to passersby, the noise could signal pain - or pleasure.]

[Hearing Setsuna's footsteps - catching his scent - Karl pauses. But only a moment. Let the boy walk in. He's almost done with the girl; her body a half-dry husk.]

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[It's dark, and Setsuna's vision is a little blurred, so he doesn't really register the scene in front of him. To him, it looks more like Karl's probably seduced some poor girl. And maybe he's taking a little bit of blood - he IS a vampire, to Setsuna - but the fact she's going limp isn't obvious to Setsuna right off. If it was, he'd be attempting to kick Karl's ass about now. Not that he'd be much use this drunk.

[Instead, he's mistaken her whimpers for pleasure, and flushes red a bit, turning away.]

Uh, if you're busy, I'm sorry. I was just going to let you know I'm leaving.

Hm~?

[The girl's pulse flutters and fades beneath his lips. She hangs lifeless in Karl's arms. Unceremoniously, he deposits her on a bench nearby. To onlookers, she seems half-asleep. Head drooping low, hair spilling across her face. Shielding the blood that glistens dark on her torn neck.]

[Wiping his mouth discreetly, Karl turns.]

Leaving so soon? The night's still young.

[Setsuna only half turns, mind muddled with drink, so he's not able to process questioning why she's so quiet.]

Yeah, but I don't feel so well. And I don't want to be here when things start getting weird.

'Weird'?

[A chuckle. He moves smoothly, almost dancingly closer. One arm slipping around Setsuna's shoulders.]

Don't you mean when things get fun?

[The Cherub is nice and sloshed. Wonderful. Especially considering what Karl has in mind.]

[The arm is welcome, and comforting, a sign of affection to Setsuna. That's probably not what he should think of it.]

What I was told would be happening...I don't think that's fun, thanks. The drinking is all and good. The dancing was actually okay. But I'll skip on the orgies and crap.

[Very sloshed.]

[The arm shouldn't be comforting, Setsuna. Especially when it's winding tighter. A death-grip.]

Not in the mood for orgies? Then care for a one-on-one?

[The words are lilting. Soft. But Karl's gaze is predatory.]

No. I only want Sara. [He doesn't realize the tightening grip, or Karl's gaze. He just knows Sara. And that thing he can't remember bothering him in the back of his mind.]

When you forget something how do you remember it?

[Only want Sara? Much like how Karl only wants Saya. But he shelves the similarities aside. Can't - won't - think about that tonight. Not with this tasty little Cherub to toy with. Warm. Alive. Brimming with energy.]

If you forgot it, it probably doesn't need to be remembered.

[His free hand touches the placket of Setsuna's shirt. Crisp white fabric. How would it look, sprayed with red blood?]

No...it's important. [Especially because it was about Kira. Setsuna just frowns in frustration, then looks down at Karl's hand. Why, yes, there is a hand there.]

What're you doing?

Making sure you don't fall~

[Karl keeps his arm slung around Setsuna. Starts, as if thoughtlessly, leading them deeper into the Labyrinth.]

Stay awhile. The humans here are beginning to bore.

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And after their drinking thread

Such a drunk Cherub~

Too drunk to deal with Karl's...activities.

Even sober, most people don't want to deal with his activities xD

Setsuna would, and it wouldn't be pretty ;A;

/nomnomnom >:3

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