#lacusthebae

For a vampire, he seems pretty chill and amusing. I wonder if I can convince him to be friends and come to our side. 

The violet haired bot stretched softly, feeling quite relaxed after the nice long bath. If there was anything the twins needed after this week, it was exactly this. A chance to let loose, and that's just what the two of them planned on doing.

René wasn't surprised in the least by his goofy boyfriend and the glittery card, Applebee's sounded so good right now. Before he could head though, he'd need a new outfit... No thanks to the big glitter mess on his lap.

   “My my my~ I have to say your heels look brand new! Who’s body did you take them from?”

.oOo.

“I know you were really looking forward to that concert but honestly Lacus?” He rolls his eyes, plopping his chin in his hand and squinting into his half empty cappuccino. “A week? I’m sure another opportunity will pop up.”

〖 ◈ 〗 It was a time when Mika was especially vulnerable. Not having drank from Humans all the time having been with his now fellow Vampires, his body ached, his head swimming at the mere mention of blood. Having seen Krul for a short supply of her blood in vials - it wasn’t enough, not nearly so.

〖 ◈ 〗 Pounding his fist against the wall, he could feel himself shaking, his body was almost too starved. He could barely move, leaning against the lacquered wall for support as he tried to head to his chambers. Blue eyes squinted as he put one foot in front of the other, hoping to make it before he passed out, or worse - went on a rampage seeking blood. It was no doubt the worst thing that could happen for him.

it was terrifying. to hear, that night, was making him wish he was deaf.

little did he know that the one trampling on the stairs would also stomp on his family, his hopes, dreams and personality. each step Lacus took signaled the genocide of ALL of Yoichi’s possibilities to lead a normal life, & little did he know about it, just as little as he was—he could hide underneath the bed yet couldn’t stop the terror from growing, tainting the breath which made it hard not to continuously gasp at this point; Tomoe had just stood up, facing the door and she knew that it would’ve been the curtain of her life. she knew, yet she didn’t move an inch.

sacrifice was her choice, and little did Yoichi know. how could a child know about death, let alone murder? how could it be like this?

the vampire flung the door open, as the children both lost their heartbeat for a moment. it was showtime for whatever raging God allowed this to happen.