purgatory

It only takes a moment for fangs to run against the ghost’s neck. He never means to, it’s not something he particurely has control over, his body to used to piercing a neck beneath him even if this one is already dead. Dry as possible. Yet his teeth slide against the skin for a moment before his lips are back, pressing kisses even more. “How romantic of you, darling.” He mumbles before turning the others head enough to look him in the eyes. “It existed you know. For a whole week before you finally came back. Though your attitude came back with you.”

even the feeling of minho’s fangs don’t bother him. they never have, even when he was alive. zero supposed that.. in some ways the feeling was oddly comforting, and even if minho did bite him that feeling wouldn’t go away either. he sort of missed when he used to be drank from really, because he could recall the high he got from it being one of the best. it always led to good time. but then he’s looking up at minho, eyes locking a sort of sad but still soft look takes over him for a moment. “a week but.. i came back to you still. i’ll always come back to you.” he mumbled gently, “you like my attitude.” the small smile is back again then too, and zero at least finally has enough feeling back in him to allow him to move about, and he does that in turning so that he can face minho now directly and allow his legs to rest either side of the other carefully. “if that other vampire hadn’t killed me.. would you have changed me? i know we weren’t really official, i guess, until after i died. but.. would you have still kept me with you?”

Hands glide along the keys of the piano with precision, his eyes closed and his full focus zeroed in on the sound. He knew this piece through and through as it was a song he thought of, played and listened to often. Playing the piano was one of his few outlets when it came to expressing sadness. Nothing in particular had really triggered this sudden dejection. He’d just found himself suddenly thinking about his past human life and the people he’d left behind. It had left him wondering if they were doing well and if they ever missed him as he did them.

His heightened senses picked up on the other presence almost instantly. Although he feels his fingers falter slightly when they do, he tries to finish playing the very little that was left to play until he finds himself unable to. Stopping abruptly, he turns to acknowledge the other. “Maybe I should start charging an entrance fee. I wonder how much money that could make me. What do you think?” His voice is laced with a teasing tone and he forces a smile to help convey his playfulness. Although he might seem unbothered on the surface he does feel slightly awkward and uncomfortable. He always played that particular piece alone or with people he’d previously opened up to. It was a piece that always left him feeling vulnerable and he just couldn’t bring himself to play it in an others presence.  “Didn’t think i’d be getting any visitors at this hour.”

zero lurked a lot. probably too much for their own good, but it was just something that the ghost loved to do. they’d explored all of keisung at this point too ( finding hidden rooms within the walls and the floors as well, all of which were blocked off for whatever reason.. but they were intriguing ), so it isn’t really surprising to find them just floating and wandering in on anyone really. just like today as they hear the music, and then find themselves in the music room upon spotting a familiar face too. 

“you can try it, but i don’t have any money and privacy means nothing to a ghost,“ they stuck their tongue out, floating through the piano as if they further that comment too. the only way to lock a ghost out was with salt, but even then, zero could still fly through the wall if they really wanted too. but zero sits on top of the piano now, humming to themselves for a moment or so before letting their attention fall back to the vampire. “time doesn’t matter to me.“

hyunbin’s eyes light up when the other hands him a few of the things he needs. “ah, thank you so much!” he says, a little louder than the whisper he was speaking in before. he nods when the other asks him if they have his name right. “yeah, that’s me. sorry for bothering you,” he apologizes, bowing his head a little bit. “i would ofter to treat you to meal as thanks, but i’m not really sure that you eat,” he says with a smile. truthfully, he doesn’t have much knowledge on ghosts. they’re already dead so he’s sure they don’t need to eat to survive, persay, but who knows if they can still taste it. 

they giggle a little at the way the wolf reacts, eye smile showing perfectly now as the other takes the things. at least then someone would use it anyway. “ah, you’re not bothering me! it’s kinda hard to bother me. but s’nice to meet you, hyunbin. i jus’ know you because of scout and soohan, but we’ve never met.”they ramble off a little, because sure zero had heard little bits about the baby wolf brother, but they’d never met him. so it was nice now anyway. “um.. yea we don’t eat. i mean.. we probably could but it’d be very pointless!”

This wasn’t exactly what had been on his agenda for the day but when you make friends with a neurotic ghost you can’t really complain. And that's what got Soohan stuck here trying to not let the scent of blood get to him too much as he approaches his best friend and pulls his attention away from whatever poor soul had been staring. “Zero.” His voice is soft, inviting the easy smile that was so natural to him taking over his face even with the full knowledge of what the ghost had been doing only minutes earlier. “You ain’t looking great bud.”

zero doesn’t expect to be interrupted really, and the terrifying look on his face remains as he’s tugged away from the person he’d been ready to add to his hit list for the night-- that is, until he’s face to face with his best friend, and even that’s enough to have the ghost pausing for a moment or so. there is a frown on his face though, brows knotting together at the words. “i’m fine.” there was nothing wrong with him, not in his eyes anyway because zero was just having fun. that was all.

【 ☓☓ ☾ Samantha sighed, “No there isn’t. If there was only one of you then the term poltergeist wouldn’t been a thing. Sorry honey, if you wish you were unique.” In terms in how he looked, it’d say he was special in that type of way, not that she ever going to give him the satisfaction and tell him of her thinking of him anything more than an annoying ghost. He was very pretty even covered in victims blood, there was a sense of beauty in his lack of sanity, wasn’t there always? Her eyebrows raised in confusion and downright disbelieve, “You’re a mad scientist or something? You don’t seem the type.” The mentioning of her nature did made her angry, making her hands turn into fists, it was just a sore subject that she didn’t want to make her actual reality. She knew her kind, she was her kind and she would be kidding herself if she thought that her faith wasn’t going to turn out like that if she overpowered by hunger. She had even see it happen before, lovers ending up eating each other because the lust and hunger was so captivating that they couldn’t control themselves and ended their lives sadder than Romeo and Juliet did. “I–I don’t identify myself with that type of behaviour.” 

“sweetheart,“ his voice starts out simply far too sweet. sickly sweet, even. “there is only one of me. there’s only one zero, and only one person that kills and tortured like i do.“ hell, there were even reports and documents in the academy about the mysterious killings from back when he’d been alive and living in seoul. the mysterious bodies that turned up either trained of blood, or far too full to bursting. that was one of his most fun experiments.. but zero killed in terrifying and intricate ways. ways that couldn’t be copied because no one had the same materials or poisons and drugs as zero did. the things he created himself and used to kill. ”of course i am! huh.. the white hair and the one white eye not give it away?“ that has the innocent confused look on his face once more too as he tilts his head. “i did that to myself. there’s no pigment in my hair or eye anymore.“ which hey, at least being killed meant he didn’t need to deal with that poison situation anymore.. which could’ve been bad in his future really. catching onto her emotions flipping though has an ear splitting grin on his face once more. “you can’t get away from it though. your denial will kill you.. or someone else.“

【 ☓☓ ☾  MAYBE SAM WAS SUPPOSED TO BE AFRAID OF THIS PERSON, he was also oddly familiar, but she couldn’t place him, because she hardly knew anything when it came to social activities. Didn’t dare to get herself involved with the drama the school sometimes gets itself involved in. It was worse than the normal ones, really. Death was more like a joke and hardly a crime, the person in front of her was evidence of that. 

“Sarcasm is a thing, you know? Just to clarify.” She answered him dryly. Her eyes narrowed when he mentioned the state of the person, it was when she took a moment to actually listen that she could hear the whimpers and slow heartbeat of the girl he had harmed. “Also it sounds like complete bullshit now… safe haven, not with lots of you around. If I wanted to be hunted or tortured I would’ve just walked down the streets of Seoul.” She came into his personal space, eyeing him up and down with distaste, “I’m not your typical ghoul either. I actually have a conscience.” 

zero only shrugged in response to her. he understood sarcasm, but did mean he had to listen to it or actually take it in that way anyway. he didn’t care all that much. ”oh.. there’s only one of me though! and heh.. you’re safe if you don’t catch me right now,” he giggled again, practically bending backwards when he did too in a way that probably shouldn’t have been possible. before he’s snapping back up right into her face again. “seoul’s a good place for experiments.. lots of people and bodies--” it’s obvious he’s thinking about it a lot though, what with how his eyes blow wide and he can recall memories of a life he can’t remember remember all that well. he’d used to experiment in seoul. he’d go out and explore the human body and how it ticked.. wanted to figure out everything possible. it made him curious now though, to if his lab was still there.. he’d need to go and look, he supposed. “no ghoul has a conscience.. you eat your own kind when you get desperate enough. you’re worse than vampires..” 

Cold fingers mindlessly love to play with Zero’s own, simply letting them relax for a few brief moments. It’s only when his skin catches on the cold band of metal that a smile tugs at the vampire’s lips, eyes falling to the wedding ring on Zero’s finger and lips finding their place kissing gently at his neck. It didn’t seem to matter how long the ring had sat on the ghosts finger, every time Minho saw it he was instantly swept up again by how absolutely lucky he was to have him. “Good, you being tired means I did my job right.”

even zero’s eyes were drawn down to the wedding ring now, a soft smile on his lips because it was a beautiful feeling to be bonded to someone like he was now. even if it was just in writing or words or whatever, it still felt symbolic to zero. but he does giggle softly at the neck kiss, eyes shining with softness and love as he looks back up at minho. “i dont’ think you’ve ever not done your job right,” he hummed, leaning up as much as he could to place a quick kiss to the vampires lips. “i don’t think i’ll ever be able to imagine a world without you with me.”

【 ☓☓ ☾ SAM WAS MINDING HER OWN BUSINESS, she always fucking does. She didn’t care what people did at the dorms or that half of the students were just too fucked in the head and end up doing illegal stuff that they probably thought was fair game because they were all supernatural beings. So when she smelled the blood, heard the screams, she tried everything in her nature not to gag and let her body do the things that she just didn’t want it to do. Her mood was going downhill and the person also happened to sound like an asshole. 

She didn’t flinch when he appeared in front of her. Sam had a weird relationship with ghosts, they didn’t touch her and she ignored them. Best agreement yet, but still this academy had the same type of stereotypes. Whoever this person was, was just stereotypically annoying. “Had fun killing that poor student that payed for her tuition?” Sam asked him, ignoring the question he had thrown at her. 

everyone knew zero at this point, and if they didn’t? well they were in for a pretty rude awakening because there were a grand amount of reasons as to why people knew the white haired ghost so damned well. the main one being he was a professors husband, that was a pretty big one anyway. but the others were for the fact he was a brat, pest, irritant-- and pretty fucking insane. as a ghost, he’d grown worse and worse over the years too. around his death date.. that was when things got bad. but even then, how zero was right now wasn’t an uncommon sight to be seen.

when she mentioned tuition though, zero could only laugh loudly. too mentally. “tuition? no one pays tuition here! it’s a safe haven for people to come and go as they like,“ he giggled, grin a little too sinister. “if you’re sorry ass is paying tuition, then someone tricked you,“ to which zero sticks his tongue out at, form slowly floating a bit now as he reached up and twirled a piece of bloody hair around a finger. “she’s not dead yet though, ghoully, if you want to go and finish the job. don’t your kind love to let out their cannibal sides, huh?“