02- From Bad to Worse

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Jack appears on the Astral plane, his coat gone. The front of his shirt is covered in blood, and he looks more dazed than anything, half wondering half stumbling. He mumbles to himself as he walks, an almost blank look on his face] Their dead. I couldn't even save Rhys for Gwen, and now so man people are dead. Why doesn't the blood come off......

[ooc: *cough* Do to his recent interaction with Simm!Master, Jack's mental state has gone from somewhat bad but manageable, to  a few steps from just loosing it completely. Which, of course, reflects on his reality, which in turn makes things worse >>

Oh, and just for the record; any post before this is basically pre!return, so he'll be his normal self there u-u]

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[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[You think he would seem surprised by this, but he seems only thoughtful] You wouldn't want to drink the blod on my shirt; it's not warm anymore...

[madamemoiselle]

Blood is blood. I mean, you wouldn't want me drinking your blood, now would you~? {She meant that as a joke, of course}

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

Why not? You could drink it all, and I'd just come back to life again.

[madamemoiselle]

...You wouldn't mind?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Would shrug, only she's attached to his arm. Instead, he just shakes his head] It would be far from the first time I've died, and there are no lasting consequences.

[madamemoiselle]

{Well then, that's perfect! Diva lets go of Jacks arm, instead pulling him down to her level by his shirt/jacket/article of clothing so she can kiss him first} Then I promise I'll be gentle. ♥

{Diva has to get even closer to Jack so that she can bite his neck, but at least she's true to her word. She's as gentle as she can possibly be. But as a possible plus, Jack now has a beautiful woman pressing her body against him so that she can suck his neck}

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Instinctively his arm comes up, wrapping around Diva's waist as she presses closer. He doesn't pull away or even make a noise as he feels the skin on his neck being punctured, just winces slightly]

[madamemoiselle]

{It's a welcome change, too. Diva just greedily laps up the blood until she's more than full. When power is proportional to how much you eat, an indulgence every once in a while is a treat.}

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He starts to feel faint, but makes no move to pull away, his hold on her only becoming stronger, almost possessive]

[madamemoiselle]

{Once she finishes, Diva's hands come up to Jack's back to make sure that he doesn't fall over, licking her lips as she does. She's smiling brightly and cheerfully, and even hugs Jack slightly.} Ah~ That's was really delicious. The people at home, they just don't compare to the people here at all~~

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He struggle to stay on his feet, doing his bed not to put too much weight on her. He looks an almost ghostly-pale now, a few drops of blood, dripping down his neck]Floor...sit [Jack seems to barely manage those two words]

[madamemoiselle]

{Diva still holds him carefully as she helps him sit on the floor with her. Not like it would be a problem for him to lean against her, but she obliges nonetheless} Thank you~ Ne, sorry that it kind of takes your strength away, though.

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He allows himself to lean on her a bit more now, eyes closed] Not a problem...used to it. [He seems to be regaining his strength, rather quickly actually, but is still nowhere near his normal level of energy]

[madamemoiselle]

{Runs her fingers through his hair idly} Really? Ne, you've gotten your blood taken before?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, taking a long moment to reply. But when he does, his voice seems stronger] I'm used to the feeling; I've died of starvation before, several times.

Feels about the same.

[madamemoiselle]

Really? I've been starved before, but I can't say that my blood has been taken before. {She takes her hand away} Ne, but if it's too uncomfortable, then I won't do it. But if Jack doesn't mind, then I'd love to take some of your blood every so often~♥

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[He sighs softly, just sitting there for a few moments. Then he sits up; Jack looks a lot better now, some color actually returning to his cheeks; he smiles at Diva] If I minded, I wouldn't have offered in the first place.

[madamemoiselle]

Well, I thought you might change your mind after I actually did. But it does hurt, so...Ne, is there a way I could "pay" you for your blood?

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

I did it because I want to, not to be rewarded.

[madamemoiselle]

That's really noble of you, then. Are you sure? I'd feel bad to kill Jack without him getting compensated~

[itsthecoat.livejournal.com]

[Rather than answering right away, he simply leans up and kisses Diva, pulling away after a moment] Friends, remember?

[madamemoiselle]

{Laughs} Friends, then.