bloody valentine

[grandhighblood]

characters: grand highblood + anyone
setting: anywhere around the tower where monsters are present
format: doesn't matter
summary: the ghb ate chocolate w/o realizing it was chocolate. it's becoming night time, and he's out on the prowl as per usual......
warnings: all the warnings!!


The highblood rarely ate suspicious candies. Hell, he never even had much of a taste for normal candies, and it certainly wasn't going to start today. It just so happened that the candy got mixed in with the usual foods that he was already familiar with (that oatmeal was surprisingly addicting after having it a couple of times). He regarded the chunk of chocolate that he had already bitten into with curiosity, but nothing more, and tossed it behind his back to return to his normal meal.

Later the night, he'd experience something...odd. He caught the sight of limping creature, but only its long scaly tail and hind legs as it slipped back into the shadows. He followed it into a clearing somewhere on the dorm floor, and it stopped to rest, where he also stopped and watched it from afar.

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You'll end up catching him just sitting a little ways off, staring longingly at the pitiful creature curling up around itself. It's a hideous four-legged lizard thing with spikes trailing down its back and all the way to the tip of its tail.

Comments

[uprisings]

[O O P S . No okay, he was pretty much expecting this, so he just... grins horribly, one hand grabbing his wrist, digging in at the pulse there. He lifts his head up slightly, enough to... feel less like he's choking at least]

It was just, some advice...!

[grandhighblood]

Did I ask for your motherfucking advice?

[Ugh, infuriating! He gives him a rough shake, then lets go carelessly, making a disgusted face. Maybe this pursuit could wait another night when the Summoner wasn't around to be an annoying huge fucking dickhead!!! Not like the creature was going anywhere at this rate.]

[uprisings]

[Stumbles a couple steps away as he's released, touching his throat for a second before just... opening his hands out in front of him. Nonthreatening. Almost friendly, especially with the little laugh he gives him]

I just uh... don't want you to get, invested if it won't pan out...! Most, people would call that... helpful. [LKSJDFLKJSDF]

[grandhighblood]

And most people would call you motherfucking dead if you do not cease your shitty babbling. [He snorts, turning away from the door. Then he starts mumbling under his breath.] There were no talks of being invested in any motherfucking thing...

[uprisings]

[........Highblood this is sad. You are sad. Stop it. It's gross]

Your face gives away more then you, think.

[grandhighblood]

[oh my god, fuck you!!! it's all your fault.

He makes an irritated 'ch' sound, glaring back at the Summoner. Just can't deal with your shit tonight, but walking away doesn't feel right, either.]

Why are you still here, motherfucker?

[uprisings]

[Sigh! Squints for a long moment... and his wings flutter kind of vaguely. He should leave. He was planning on leaving wasn't he? But... ugh HE CAN'T LET THIS HAPPEN??? PLEASE STOP HIGHBLOOD]

Trying to see, how much more you're going to uh... embarrass yourself, I guess.

[grandhighblood]

[He will not budge from this spot. Even the flicker of the Summoner's wings don't bring his guard down!]

You won't be motherfucking seeing shit for as long as you got your fucking feet all planted there.

[uprisings]

[...........is that a challenge. Highblood why would you... do this...]

[Raises his eyebrows... crosses his arms... glances at the door and... waits... oh no...]

[grandhighblood]

[Oh, oh what. Hell naw, we can do this shit all day, bro.

He straightens his back somewhat, staring down at the Summoner, his arms down by his sides with hands clenched in loose fists. Yup, waiting. This is the worst idea...]

[uprisings]

[This is stupid.............]

[But okay. Rocks back on his heels and sighs faintly, but otherwise not... saying... nothing...]

[grandhighblood]

[And ever the impatient man, the highblood rolls his eyes and growls lowly in the back of his throat.]

Why so keen on seeing me motherfucking all get his embarrassment on?

[uprisings]

[...well if his eyebrows could rise any higher!!!! Just has... the most incredulous look on his face right now]

You're asking a brownblood, why. He wants to see the Grand Highblood, embarrass himself...?

[Are you actually stupid....... Wait no, he already knows the answer to that one. Honestly man, that would be a thing he would want to see even they weren't doing this kismesis thing]

[grandhighblood]

[He clamps his mouth shut, frowning even further. God, this is the worst night. With some casual steps towards the Summoner, he just looks at him flatly then suddenly punches him in the stomach.]

[uprisings]

[WHAT THE FUCK HIGHBLOOD]

[Well okay, so he's not expecting that at all! So of course he doesn't dodge or get his hands up, until after he's been doubled over his fist. But his hands do come up, raking lines down the Highblood's arm as he stumbles away and leans against a wall. Ow...... OW, don't mind him trying to get his breath back, though now he's far more prepared for the next strike if there even is one]

[grandhighblood]

[He doesn't move to strike again, only shaking his scratched arm like he was flicking off dust and goes back to staring again. A little smirk plays on his lips though, feeling a liiiittle better after hitting him.]

[uprisings]

[Takes a hard breath finally, drawing it between his teeth and heaving a sigh as he straightens up again. His fists are clenched now, and he leans forward. It's... almost a challenge, especially with the glare the settles onto his face. The look only lasts a second though before he's smirking again]

Your flushcrush'll get, jealous if it... hears you flirting with me out here, you know.

[grandhighblood]

Don't be telling me no motherfucking excuses. [He snickers, cracking his neck, taking a couple of steps towards him but sort of off to the side. Yes, he's deliberately avoiding saying anything that would insinuate that he's flush-crushing on that lizard.]

Just come at me, motherfucker. [He lifts his chin up slightly, as if daring the Summoner to just clock him real good. Damn, maybe he just needs a nice punch to the face...maybe it'll help clear his head and forget about that lizard...scared out of its mind, just coiled up in a corner somewhere, or scratching and scrabbling at the walls in desperation...arrrrrrghhhhhh--!]

MOTHERFUCKING DO IT! [He suddenly screams, breathing hard and grinning despite himself, loud enough to maybe even wake up some of the sleeping residents on the dorm floor.]

[uprisings]

[...wow okay. Blinking a couple times because being screamed at is... great, really, thanks Highblood. But oh man, he's really tempted to take him up on that offer hhhhghghghblkjdsflj]

[But at the same time, he gets the feeling it'd be far meaner to let the guy stew in his own feelings instead. He definitely seems pretty distressed by them!! Or distressed by something anyway. Something that isn't him? Is he okay with that...? ;lajsdf kinda torn all of a sudden. THIS IS HARD. CALIGINOUS BULLSHIT IS HARD]

[Shrugs, not quite dropping the fists but certainly looking more and more relaxed and amused as this goes on]

You shouldn't ask, a man to interfere if it's really serendipity...!

[grandhighblood]

[A really really exasperated roar! He seethes in anger and frustration, then his hand shoots out to snatch the Summoner by the front of his shirt. Watch out bro, he's gonna end up trying to ruin more of your clothes!]

You motherfucking do what I all tell to you motherfucking do! [He's just not thinking right, because even though in the back of his pan, he knows the Summoner will not do whatever he orders him to do, he can't help but bark orders when he's upset! It's just how he reacts to his problematic feelings, ok?!?]

[uprisings]

[WAUGHLKJSDF HIGHBLOOD HE HAS A LIMITED NUMBER OF CLOTHES!!!]

[But okay so he tries to get his hand the fuck away from him, and fails for the force behind it. So yeah he's grabbed, but his claws immediately hook into the softest parts of the Highblood's hand and grab hard. Hisses into his face, wings opening for balance as he's lifted up onto his toes]

I do what I want, Highblood! [Aaaand swinging a kick into the joint of the subjugglator's hip... AT LEAST HE... HIT HIM????]

[grandhighblood]

[He returns the hiss with a teeth-clenched one of his own at the digging in his wrist, but the kick doesn't seem to bother him too much right now!! His free hand grabs the Summoner's ankle and just swings it away, only to immediately thrust his arm forward and try and slam the Summoner into a wall.]

Your motherfucking impudence will only earn you another near fucking death experience, motherfucker. [Leaning closssse.]

[uprisings]

[Well... fuck. So his wings open even further, humming at the air, as his feet leave the ground for a second, and then they're caught, splayed out against the wall as he's slammed into it. His breath gets knocked out, his claws tightening on the Highblood's hand and that hiss? Definitely more of a snarl now]

[He doesn't even give a fuck about that threat, sorry bro. He just kinda... brings a hand back and... slaps him across the face]

[grandhighblood]

[The slap stuns him momentarily, a couple of jagged lines of indigo appearing on his face immediately. His upper lip trembles in a low, vibrating growl as his claws suddenly splay open and dig into his chest, intent on clawing through the shirt and hopefully through his skin.

WHY WONT YOU JUST LEAVE HIM ALONE THIS ONE TIMMMMME!!!]

[uprisings]

[FUCK YOU HE CAN'T LEAVE YOU ALONE IF YOU KEEP SHOVING HIM INTO A WALL!!!!]

[Gasps in pain, brown blood starting to bubble up around the Highblood's claws. And yep! He's done now! Plants his feet against the subjugglator's chest, pushing hard even as his own claws dig even further into the hand at his chest. And he draws his other hand back again, moving to claw him across the face this time]