[ aoi nods! she lets lenore into her room and it's... pretty sparse. the only thing that's changed since when everyone arrived is that aoi has pinned up some selfies with various combinations of her, kaz, and misa. otherwise you can barely even tell someone sleeps here.
after an alarming moment of having to think about it
That’s very good, Aoi. Honestly, I didn’t know who else to turn to. I’m not sure most humans could handle seeing the memories of a vampire.
[she still has no damn clue where aoi falls on the “human to not-human” scale, but at least she’s pretty firmly in the camp of “people who don’t freak out easily.”]
[She has to pull out the fangs before she can drink, so it gives her a moment to answer.]
Not as much as people. At least twice a week, to avoid going hungry.
[Then she leans back in, putting her mouth over Aoi's neck, and starts drinking. And as she does, Aoi will see a memory!]
[In the memory, Lenore grabs a naked man by the throat, pinning him against a stone wall. Blood trickles down his face. She leans in for a gentle kiss on his bloodied cheek, licks her lips, then throws him to the ground. The vision ends there.]
[Lenore can't answer right away, but she does keep the question in mind. When she finishes drinking and pulls away, she takes a cloth from her belt and presses it over the wound to slow the bleeding. She's done this enough times to be somewhat prepared.]
... That was Hector. An enemy general, captured by my sister. I tried to offer him food, and he attacked me. I had to teach him, so that he wouldn't try that again.
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Week 2: Wednesday
Oh, Aoi. I was hoping to find you.
You remember our conversation from the other day, yes? I was hoping to take you up on your offer. Is this a good time?
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[ she is always free, but that's not important. ]
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after an alarming moment of having to think about it
aoi remembers to turn the light on for lenore. ]
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Aoi... You can keep a secret, right?
For example, if you happened to see any strange visions of someone's past... you wouldn't tell anyone, would you?
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Lots of people shared memories with Aoi. Aoi won't say what they were or whose they were.
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[she still has no damn clue where aoi falls on the “human to not-human” scale, but at least she’s pretty firmly in the camp of “people who don’t freak out easily.”]
Now, where shall we sit?
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Probably.
[ but aoi leads her over to the bed to sit down on its edge. ]
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[she sits down with her.]
Give me your arm. Or would you prefer the neck?
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Aoi's neck is probably more erotic than Aoi's arm, though.
[ said as if this should help lenore to make up her mind. obviously. ]
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[She'll wrap an arm around Aoi, pulling her into an embrace, and bringing her face close to her neck.]
I'll try to be gentle, but this will hurt a little.
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Aoi is tough.
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[Aoi will hear a faint hiss as Lenore bares her fangs and bites into her neck.]
[With her arms wrapped around the girl, she uses one hand to hold the other side of her neck, keeping it steady. Wouldn't want to slip!]
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once you get used to something and accept it, it's easy to not make a fuss. ]
How often do you have to do this? Do you have to eat as much as people?
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Not as much as people. At least twice a week, to avoid going hungry.
[Then she leans back in, putting her mouth over Aoi's neck, and starts drinking. And as she does, Aoi will see a memory!]
[In the memory, Lenore grabs a naked man by the throat, pinning him against a stone wall. Blood trickles down his face. She leans in for a gentle kiss on his bloodied cheek, licks her lips, then throws him to the ground. The vision ends there.]
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... but she asks anyway. ]
Who was that?
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... That was Hector. An enemy general, captured by my sister. I tried to offer him food, and he attacked me. I had to teach him, so that he wouldn't try that again.
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Oh no. A captured enemy shouldn't be refusing that kind of offer...
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That's right. But he was desperate, and wasn't acting rationally.
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As expected for a vampire...
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Well... I admit it. My people do like their drama. Dracula, more than most.
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The real one?
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... I'm guessing you're more familiar with the one depicted in fiction?
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