Hemophobia

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

[Blood.]

[Dripping down every door in the onsen.]

[Human blood, rich and fresh, slipping to the floors, slowly, then disappearing into nothing. The flow goes on like a wound that will not clot. And of course, there is the smell.]

[It's perfectly real, perfectly nutritious for those with a sanguine diet. Some of it is the night-and-starlight blood of those who have died on the Plane.]

[And it just won't seem to wash off.]

[ooc; What? He was bored, and he figures that the vampires are probably a bit hungry. As Scarecrow isn't going to own up to What He Does When Given Shiny Rings, feel free to use this as an event post. That is, other characters are encouraged to comment to each other, because Dr Crane won't be responding to everyone about it. This effect will last until the end of the plot.]

Comments

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[follows Kyouya out and sees that this is the same for all the doors. He takes a step backwards and goes back inside their room. After a minute or two he is smiling again]

This isn't so bad! It will be an adventure. I'm sure you're right and it's a ghost in need of our help to move on to the next world. That explains why they call this place the Plane, doesn't it? Who better to help people find happiness, even undead people! No wonder we were chosen to come to this place!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

You'll need to summon the rest of the Host Club here to assist.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Of course, of course!

Ah, but maybe we should let them rest before we...spring something of this nature on them. This place has been so calm and relaxing so far. There's no reason to disturb them right away.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

If you would prefer. Would you like to check if the baths are like this?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

A good idea. We should leave them a note in case they wonder where we are.

[creates a piece of paper and a pen and starts writing a note. Of course it never occurs to him to actually have the note created with their message all ready on it.

The note reads

'Mommy and Daddy went to explore the baths. Be good children and don't stray too far. If you're going anywhere, give your Mother a call so we won't worry. The doors are faulty somehow but fear not children, the Host Club will get to the bottom of this.

xoxo Dad and Mom'

There is also a bear with a crown drawn in the corner. He leaves this note visibly between Haruhi and Hikaru's cots, so hopefully one of them will spot this.]

Let's go investigate!

[one more wary glance at the doors, before he walks through, determined]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[Kyouya pinches the bridge of his nose, but follows his King into the hall]

The one upstairs seem like a good idea.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Ah yes, good idea!

[he moves to the stairway, but his eyes still drift between the doorways on their way to the stairs though, all of them bleeding]

It is reminiscent of a modern horror tale, don't you think?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[keeping close to Tamaki, far more for Tamaki's sake than his own]

I don't pay much attention to that genre. Neither do our guests.

[pauses]

Most of them.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

It's a very unpleasant genre. I stayed up late last Halloween. Shima told me I shouldn't watch those kind of films, but I snuck down with Antoinette that night and saw one out of curiosity.

My research has shown it to be a grand commoner's tradition, gathering around to watch very scary movies, while screaming in terror and then laughing at their shared horror!

Ah, but Antoinette fell asleep and it wasn't very fun watching alone. I had nightmares for a week after that. Shima found me asleep on the sofa the next morning and demanded I spend an extra hour a day for an entire month dedicated to the skills required for learning discipline. It really was a horror movie ending, not to mention the trauma I suffered from the harassment of those devious doppelgangers earlier that day.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

That just proves you should listen to Shima-shan's suggestions.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

Ah yeah, you're right. It just didn't seem like it was that bad of an idea at the time, and it's always good to try new experiences. I wanted to see what they were like, they sounded like a lot of fun. It wasn't very fun on my own, though. That was my mistake, I'm sure!

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

If it's a commoner practice, you should ask Haruhi for assistance.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[stops and there is some blushing]

I guess I could do that. I think that would be really, really nice.

[he clenches his hands a little nervously, gripping at his shirt. His ring is glowing just a little, although this isn't really very visible given how his hands are positioned]

I think this place is making me sick as well. Our illnesses seem to be in opposition. Instead of a very large appetite, at times I find I can barely eat at all because my stomach is too busy doing somersaults. Other times my chest will hurt at the strangest moment, or race unexpectedly and I'll find it hard to focus.

Maybe we should see if we can find a doctor here to examine us.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[a knowing smile]

Or perhaps it's a physical reaction to the emotions you're experiencing?

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[a confused head tilt]

...hmm?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[and he does see the note a little while later once he's woken up. amazing how he can do that considering who he's been living with this entire time. blearily, he rubs his eyes, reads the note, and finally has a glance at the doors.]

That's faulty?! Not even Nekozawa-sempai would do something like that. [notices the blood never quite stays on the floor] Even if he could do that, that is.

[takes out his phone and calls the first number he comes to]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[picking up the phone and acting like there is nothing abnormal than BLOOD DRIPPING DOWN DOORS]

Kaoru. You found his note?

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

That's not all I found. How long have the doors been like that? [stands up and begins eyeing the not-quite-so-normal blood.]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

Tamaki saw them before I did. I'd say less than four hours.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

[is sad he missed that initial reaction.]

And is it just ours that's like this?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

All of the bedroom doors are like this. The hot springs are clean.

Tamaki's thinks it's a spirit who needs our help.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

And he wants to find this deranged spirit that can make doors bleed blood and starlight--[or what looks like it; he's not a phlebotomist]--and yet he's scared stiff of Nekozawa-sempai and of a necromancer with a thing for possums?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

It seems to be the best way he can cope.

[maturelildevil.livejournal.com]

...[sighs. he can't argue with that logic, especially Tamaki-brand logic.]

Ah, Kyouya-sempai, these rings of ours... Couldn't someone have created it the same way Tono has been making things? [doesn't mention he figured out how to make illusions of the things in people's minds]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

It's possible. The rings seem to have individual restrictions by type on what they can do.