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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[In his sexist, one-track mind, if it had been a girl pinned to a wall by a guy, he would think what was to follow was obvious, but he wasn't a girl. And he wouldn't think about Karl biting him because they had a deal, and he was drunk. So, confused, Setsuna just shook his head.]

No....

[Poor Setsuna. He needs to learn. It's not just girls who are victims. For a mad vampire, everyone is a warm meal.]

[Karl's right hand shifts into a scaly claw. Razor nails scraping across Setsuna's jaw. Slicing skin in a thin red line. He watches the bead of blood roll down like a tear. Leans in to lap it away - just for a taste.]

[If not for the blood's rejuvenating properties, he'd tear into the Cherub's throat. But why take that chance? There's plenty other ways to skin a cat.]

[He barely feels a slight burn across his jaw, eyes wide. It isn't just the physical, though, he's slightly stunned, a little hurt. He knows Karl's a monster, that he would do all sorts of horrible things, but...drunk as Setsuna is, his more logical side has left him.

[Then his eyes narrow and he aims a punch in Karl's direction for that, only he's weaving as he does, his target not exactly where he thinks it is.]

What the hell, Karl?! You really want to start a fight here?

[Unsteady as the boy is, the punch misses by a mile. Karl dodges with a grin. One hand swatting at Setsuna's like a bothersome fly. His fingers clamp - bruisingly-tight - around the boy's wrist. Pinning it back against the wall.]

[The other hand - still clawed - strokes the boy's neck. Almost soothing. But his gaze is red-hot with bloodlust. Fangs glinting.]

You're in no condition to fight.

So why not stay still and enjoy this?

[As he speaks, he glides two nails across the boy's skin. Smiling at the pretty red twin streaks left behind. Leaning in, he drags his tongue along the wounds. Just before sinking his teeth into them.]

[It's not a frenzied bite. Just a sharp nip. Enough to see if Setsuna will cry out.]

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[He doesn't feel Karl's hold, so much as realize that it keeps his hand from moving.

[And when Karl's fangs sunk in, Setsuna does cry out, a sharp sound.]

I swear! You bastard! No more free blood for you after this! [And he attempts a kick at Karl's legs, trying to put any distance between them and give pain in retaliation. It's not usually THIS hard.]

[He delights in the noise Setsuna makes. It fills him with anticipatory pleasure. To slice, bite, ravage. The boy's struggles are equally delicious. He does like lively prey. Especially one that knows it's going to be violated.]

...Setsuna. Dear sweet innocent thing.

I never said I was after your blood tonight~

[In a blur, he's shoved Setsuna to the floor. Landing easily on top of him. Both hands pinning the boy's wrists. Legs firmly straddling his flailing ones. His teeth flashing out - this time sinking into the boy's collarbone. Staining the white shirt pink with blood.]

[Out here, with the overlapping music, no one will hear the screams.]

[No one, unless someone went looking for Setsuna. And who should have done that but Kira?]

[He has the advantage of no aura to speak of, nor anything else that can help track him or notice him unless he wants to be noticed. Music and Setsuna's cries also helped drowning out his steps. And so he stands right behind Karl, katana already called forth.]

I gave you a warning. Leave him alone.

[Setsuna had been trying to kick Karl off, pull his hands free - anything - angry tears of slight panic started in his eyes, the sting of betrayal in them - but he stopped everything when he heard someone speak. He couldn't see Kira clearly with Karl on top of him, his vision blurred over with alcohol and his upset, but he knew that voice.]

Senpai? [Fuck. He probably looked so pathetic. Why did this crap keep happening lately?]

[He wants to study the tears in Setsuna's eyes. Memorize them. A reminder - distant, depraved - of his own lost innocence. Setsuna's rage, radiating off him, rouses nothing beyond hunger. For flesh, for blood. The only thoughts Karl can stand to have - since Saya's loss.]

[Then he hears Kira's light footsteps. Sees - in his peripheral vision - a glint of sword-steel. Languid, half-insouciant, Karl turns.]

Hn.

The Brave Knight. Here to rescue his Fair Damsel.

[Setsuna's blood paints his grinning mouth. His eyes flash red and savage.]

[Kira wants to drive the blade through Karl, cut him into pieces. He knows that it won't be permanent. Sure would be therapeutic, though. But he has to take his limitations into account and the fact that Setsuna is still under Karl.]

As I told you before, go fuck yourself.

[There's a little panic all over again and vines start slithering out of the maze walls, granted, they're moving sluggishly - proof Setsuna's still drunk. Still, he's trying to fight Karl off.]

Get up already! And Senpai, don't tell him things like that when he's on top of me! [It's kind of scary, the direction those kinds of words can go.]

[Karl can all but taste Kira's anger. He wants to goad it to the surface. Get a rise out of this Lord of Lies. Chaos - any chaos - is what he wants to lose himself into.]

[Mockingly, caressingly, he strokes a hand down Setsuna's caught wrist. Nails digging in, oozing lines of blood. Caught-up as he is, he doesn't notice the slithering vines. Yet.]

And I told you, I'd rather it be someone else.

[A dagger-sharp smirk.]

You're interrupting.

Sorry, fly. He's taken.

[Alright. How fast does his healing factor work? About to find out, because now he just slashes through Karl, across his back and, fast, against his chest, the blade between Karl and Setsuna.]

[The vines stop, along with Setsuna's heart. Yeah...Karl took that where Setsuna was afraid it could go, and seeing the blade anywhere near him causes Setsuna's mind to shut down. He stops on an intake of breath, just until he realizes it was all meant for Karl, then he breathes out with a sob. This is really starting to unnerve him, especially since it barely makes sense while he's intoxicated.]

[When the blade bites in, Karl hisses. Blood staining warm across his shirt. Not the worst wound he's received. Or, given his violent proclivities, the last.]

[Even as Kira levels the sword at him, the cuts are closing. Bloodstained and ripped fabric the only sign of each slash. There's a still-reverberating pain. But it rouses no concern in Karl. It's important only in that it whets his appetite.]

[Makes him smile at Kira. Makes him want to strike back.]

Tsk.

That was a stupid thing to do.

[And, eyeblink-fast, he lunges at the Devil.]

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[As expected. But Kira doesn't flinch, doesn't cry out, just keeps the sword between them. At least Karl is not on top of Setsuna anymore. That's worth getting attacked over.]

[When Karl lunges for Kira, Setsuna's mind breaks, alcohol or none, he's standing up fairly quickly, steady on his feet. His stare is cold as he looks at them, but a little blank. He already associates Karl with Rosiel, so it doesn't take much for the scene in front of him to set him off.

[Vines snap, full force, from the hedges, aiming at Karl, the wind picks up, and energy starts to quickly grow between Setsuna's hands now that they're free.

[When he speaks, his voice is calm, especially for Setsuna in a temper; despite that, most of his actions are instinctive fury. The energy isn't' even a warning, he sends it straight at Karl without giving him a chance.]

Get away from him.

[The energy blast - the sudden power crackling in the atmosphere - catches Karl off-guard. For split-second, he wonders if it's coming from Kira. But no.]

[It's Setsuna.]

[Then the blast hits him. Stunningly bright, sending him staggering. The stench of burnt flesh fills his nose. Karl snarls out loud. But the wound is already healing. The wines, though, take him by surprise. (He can manipulate plants?...). Whirling, Karl slices at them with his clawed hand. Darting, simultaneously, at an angle between Setsuna and Kira. The latter isn't as big a threat as the Cherub.]

[But now...]

[Now he knows what sets Setsuna off.]

Shame on you, Cherub.

All this time, you've been holding out on me.

[Kira's eyes narrow at Setsuna's reaction. He hadn't foreseen that, but he supposes it might lead to a desirable outcome.]

[So he holds his sword ready, but only attacks again if Karl goes after him once more.]

[Setsuna draws Nanatsusaya. The vines still whip out. And once more he tries to end this.]

Just walk away from him. [Whether he gave anything away or not isn't the important thing. It's Kira. In fact, Setsuna moves to put himself between Karl and Kira. The idea of Kira dying again...he can't even touch it.]

Leaves us be. [He might not even sound fully like Setsuna with the way he's speaking.]

[More vines lashing out. And again, Karl slashes them apart. He's grinning, eyes bright-red, hair falling dark and messy on either side of his face. Energized. Stirred up.]

[Tonight's been exciting indeed.]

[Watching Setsuna threaten him - hearing that strange new voice - reminds him irrepressibly of Saya in Vietnam. A stunning predatory force. Karl's curiosity - already sunk in fang-deep -intensifies into something darker.]

[Outwardly, he smirks.]

If you insist.

Enjoy the rest of your evening together~

[Energy gathers at his fingertips. Massing into a blue bolt. And shooting at Setsuna and Kira. It's meant to stun them. Singe skin and blind eyes.]

[A fireworks-display while Karl takes off - swift and imperceptible - into the maze.]

[It doesn't make any sense whatsoever to a rational mindset, but Kira steps in front of Setsuna...Alexiel...whoever right now, it doesn't even matter, to catch the brunt of the attack.]

[Setsuna was just glad Karl left without too much trouble, for about two seconds. He grabs for Kira, both arms going around him to push them both out of the blasts' way. A shield of wind builds around them at the same time.]

[He's not too surprised at that maneuver, just goes with it and catches himself with both hands on the ground, smirking at the madness of it all.]

Fun party.

Forget that. Are you okay, Kira-senpai?

[Yeah, after everything, that's his biggest concern right now. The wounds Karl inflicted earlier are healed, though his shirt is still stained. He wasn't too certain what had happened to Kira.]

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