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A Great Bloody Mess

I maaaaay be able to post tonight, and I really want to post tonight. But it may happen tomorrow instead. We'll see.

A Great Bloody Mess

Ninja timing! XD

A Great Bloody Mess

Greyson watched the other vampires as they introduced themselves, trying to keep still in order to avoid further aggravating her wounds. As Krov spoke, her expression shifted to hurt, and her gaze fell to the floor. Not the sort of hurt that was still resonating through her body from the attacks of the Black Blades, but the hurt pride that came when someone proclaimed you to be useless. Though she was relatively young for a vampire, that did not mean that she was inexperienced. A half a decade was plenty enough time. Even battle experience, which Krov boasted of, she had some of. Did he think that the blood on her clothes had materialized out of thin air? She'd had to fight her way out of the city, and it had been far from easy. However, she kept quiet. Greyson wasn't the sort to begin an argument over something so menial. And even if she were that sort, she was too weak at the moment.

The assembled group was varied. Chiyo seemed confident, and kind enough. As Kuro spoke, Greyson frowned. His voice was familiar, and it took her a moment to recognize him as the one who had given her blood outside. "You don't look too well, big sister... How I wish I can help..." he said to her.

"You're over a thousand years old, and you call me big sister?" she asked quietly, giving a weak laugh. Her smile quickly degraded into a wince at the sharp pain. Laughing was a poor idea. "But you did help. Thank you, Kuro-kun."

She went quiet again, listening to the remainder of the introductions. A young-looking girl spoke up, introducing herself as Karina. When she said her age, Greyson was surprised. She had never met a vampire so young. How had this girl been faring for the past few months?

And again, as Krov spoke, she forced herself to remain silent. At his suggestion to go out and find more humans, it was all she could do to keep from furiously agreeing. She had to exercise patience if she wanted to stay here. A wounded vampire was a liability more than anything. She had no right to be making requests for blood, though she was certain she could have drained a half dozen corpses at the moment. Clenching her jaw slightly, Greyson closed her eyes and let her head rest back against the wall.

A Great Bloody Mess

Told you guys I'd post.

My sleep schedule has suffered for it. XD

A Great Bloody Mess

Greyson nodded her head in acknowledgement as Hisako introduced herself. Her expression showed gratitude through her pain, and it came from the bottom of her heart. If she'd had more energy, she would have put forth the effort to properly thank Hisako. It took a special sort of person to step forth in the process of protecting others. But as it was, Greyson was having a difficult enough time keeping herself sitting against the wall, and trying to pay attention to what was being said. She didn't have the mental or physical energy right now to expend on thank-you's.

She cleared her throat as Hisako pointed to her. "Greyson," she answered. "My name is Greyson Moore."

After a moment's delay, she realized that Hisako had also asked for age. Though Greyson was conscious now, she was far from fully alert. "And I'm sixty-five," she answered quickly.

While she waited for everyone else to make their introductions, she took mental inventory of her wounds. The mouthful of blood she'd had had been enough to stop the bleeding and delay death. But beyond that, nothing much seemed to have happened. She could still feel the acute pain of open bullet wounds at her shoulder and side, and the sting of where the holy water had splashed her. Her throat was still parched with a burning thirst. ...we'll need more humans than the four downstairs.... That was what Hisako had said. Four humans, for a total of seven vampires. She cringed as she realized that it was far from enough to feed them comfortably, never mind deal with the wounds of an injured one. No, she would have to force herself to tolerate this pain for some time, or else she may risk burdening everyone else with thirst,

A Great Bloody Mess

A few turned into many more, and several wrong bus routes. Ended up trekking my way all across the city.

I meant to be home hours ago, and now I have to leave again.

Rest assured, I will post! But be patient with me!

A Great Bloody Mess

I've just got a few errands to run and then I'll be home to post!

A Great Bloody Mess

It had been a half a century since Greyson last lost consciousness. It was a feeling she didn't remember, and it was terrifying. As she waited by the door for an answer, she could feel the last remaining dregs of her energy beginning to leave her. Her vision dimmed at the edges, and the world threatened to go dark. Am I dying? she thought with a rush of terror. She had to be dying. She'd made it all this way, and she was going to die on the doorstep. A voice sounded above her head, someone speaking. Struggling to focus, she caught a snippet of the words. "... far from death. Drink up..."

Drink up? Her brain was still struggling to discern what exactly he had meant when she caught the scent. In her current state, in such desperate need of blood, the smell of the small amount in the vial was overbearing. Greyson tried, she truly tried, to reach for it. But her vision was now so darkened that she couldn't even see it. Her arms wouldn't move to try to grab the blood. It was so close, and yet there was no way for her to attain it. Greyson didn't even have the strength to beg for it.

While she was clinging to whatever remnants of consciousness still remained, she felt herself moving. A hand was gently moving her head, tilting it back. She felt something against her lips, and then the taste of blood in her mouth. Weakly, desperately, she swallowed it. It wasn't much, it didn't begin to quench her overwhelming thirst. But it was enough. "Sleep well, big sister," she heard that same voice say to her, the sound just slightly clearer than before.

And that she did. With her death no longer quite so imminent, Greyson embraced the unconsciousness that had been threatening to take over. Sleep didn't hurt. For a few short minutes, she was dead to the world while her body worked to mend itself.

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She awoke feeling only marginally better than before. Every part of her body ached, and her injuries were still screaming in pain. A mouthful of blood would certainly keep her alive, but was nowhere near enough for her to properly heal. In her current state, she would have to drain multiple humans to allow for the rapid regeneration to occur. That was highly unlikely.

Greyson lay still for a few more moments, listening as the sounds around her formed into voices. After a moment, one voice grabbed her attention. "Is she okay?" a girl's voice asked.

She had to be talking about Greyson. With a great deal of effort, Greyson forced her tired eyes open. She could see vampires around her, making them six in total. She was already leaning against the wall in a slouched sitting position, but tried to push herself up to sit a little straighter. The slight motion was enough to cause her to let out a slight noise of pain. Sucking in air through her teeth, Greyson nodded in answer to the question. She looked in the direction the voice had come from and saw a young-looking woman with blonde hair. "I will be," she answered, the words forced. Her Japanese was far from perfect, and the English accent was obvious as she spoke. "At least, I think so..."

"This is the safehouse?" Greyson asked, hopeful as she looked around at everyone else.

A Great Bloody Mess

Could someone clarify for me if the group is inside or outside?

I'm quite certain Greyson is still lying against the outside of the house, and I believe everyone else is inside? I'm going to start writing my post as though that is the case. If I'm wrong, someone please correct me and I'll edit before I post!

Also, do the vamps sleep?

A Great Bloody Mess

Sorry for being gone all day. >.< I do LARPing on Sundays, and that takes most of the day.

I've got some art homework to work on, but I'll hopefully have myself all caught up in IC and OOC and make a post by later tonight.

EDIT: Art homework has turned frustrating and requires more time than I originally thought. I'll get myself caught up, but a reply will have to wait until tomorrow morning. Sorry guys. >.<