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.]

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[firstmadeson.livejournal.com]

[Blood.

Sorin's vampires have problems with control; fairly big problems- ones that hover around house sized to be accurate. Sorin luckily has managed to avoid most of these- eight years or so of poverty before he became a vampire have taught him that most addictions are not needed... But blood; now there's a thought- his entire body shakes at the very thought of it.

This is definitely not just a thought though; this is real- so real that it's actually painful; balling deep inside him and throbbing- the hunger will never end; the hunger can never end- he will constantly be its slave and he cannot escape the pull. He cannot deny it- it's his main weakness.

So, there is now a Sorin with his mouth to a door; he is sucking the blood down his throat in a rather desperate sort of way- this shall be regretted in the morning.]

[measureslunacy.livejournal.com]

[he has some idea who would be behind something like this.]

It's been some time since I've seen you make a mess of this magnitude.

[a-pretty-fire.livejournal.com]

[It's so beautiful.

The blood fills her, swallows her up, soaks her up. Drusilla can feel herself drowning in it. So much nicer than the water. Warm and alive. She can feel the souls of all the people it's been taken from. She can almost taste them.

The vampire leans back against the nearest door, her eyes closed in ecstasy, her head tilted upwards.]

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{/o/ vampire party yay!

Diva just hums as she starts to let the blood drip into a wine glass she stole borrowed. And she's also sitting on Crane's porch, as has been usual.}

Ne, this was you, wasn't it, Dr. Crane?

[no-wait-gold.livejournal.com]

Aw come on, I was eating!

{As he has been for a while now. Goddamn he is hungry. But he is eating healthy!!

And now playing "Dodge-the-blood-so-it-doesn't-get-in-his-food"}

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[watches this in confusion. The night-and-starlight blood is what captures his attention the most. He isn't sure what it is exactly, but somewhere in the back of his mind he has an idea.]

[he isn't ready to walk through any doorways now, so he just stands in his room, staring at this and waiting for someone to walk by outside to explain that what he's seeing really can't be blood or one of his roommates to wake up]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I don't know what you mean, Dr Arkham. Has the blood gotten to your head?

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

You seemed hungry lately.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[Kyouya has actually just gotten through that early-morning demonic stage, so he's relatively pleasant when he wakes up to see Tamaki looking at the doors]

Tamaki?

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

And I thought watching Stirk eating was disturbing.

[measureslunacy.livejournal.com]

Of course not, Jonathan.

This does remind me, when we return you will be due for another checkup. An internist from Gotham General will be visiting for an update on your recovery from your incident earlier this year.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

There's something wrong with the doors.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I was! Ne, and there's even the Plane's blood, so I'll be feeling strong for a while. Thank you! ♥

[invisobillity.livejournal.com]

[He was already grossed out by all the blood, and was hoping to just ignore it, but Danny walks riiiiiight past Sorin. And try as he might to ignore everything, this catches his attention.

Staring at him, Danny realizes he's sucking on the blood. And now watch his face go paler and paler, even on the green side, as he unwillingly imagines what that might be like.]

Wha...what are you doing? [In retrospect, maybe asking the guy licking blood off the walls what he was doing wasn't the greatest idea.]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

An internist? That will make a good pun.

[yes, he IS thinking of ways of killing that doctor, why do you ask?]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

My pleasure. It would be such a waste to never use these rings while we have them.

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[walks over to look at them, then adjusts his glasses]

Perhaps the onsen is haunted.

[he figures that from the list of explanations he could give Tamaki, this would be the least disturbing]

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[comes closer now, but is hiding just a little behind Kyouya, looking over his shoulder]

That means it's really blood?

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[permitting this for once]

Blood doesn't normally just disappear when it reaches the floor.

[very quickly coming up with a story]

I have heard stories of ghosts who use macabre objects to speak to the living. They've been known to trap people in certain places in hopes that these people will carry out the task that will allow the ghosts to leave the living world.

[measureslunacy.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately, you will more likely than not be unaware of Dr. Carlisle's visit. After some stories from previous doctors he is somewhat jittery.

[there is a small amount of distaste there. People are wimps]

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

Nothing wrong with a little healthy fear. I'm sure I could help him with it.

[hostclubdaddy.livejournal.com]

[Tamaki's eyes go wide, and he grips Kyouya's shoulders and turns Kyouya around to face him]

Is this true? Those poor unfortunate souls! We must help them!

[and there is a good amount of relief now, having some explanation for what he's seeing that isn't too gruesome or terrible]

[hostclubmommy.livejournal.com]

[removing Tamaki's hands from his shoulders]

That may be the key for our return home.

[measureslunacy.livejournal.com]

A very generous offer, I'm sure, but I assume Dr. Carlisle will pass up your offer.

[handfulofstraw.livejournal.com]

How does the line-up for new psychiatrists look, by the way?