//Julius: exactly! It’s a time saver. Ardyn: …that’s truly horrifying. Is this what people eat these days? Give it here.

@waymarkerprogenitor || Continued

Julius gingerly took the cup of tomato soup. “Thank yeh, umm…“ He didn’t really know what to call Ms. Anastasia yet…

Julius lifted his hand, touching the wet, sticky liquid that seeped through his chest.

He knew, logically, that it was blood.

And if he brought his hand out, he knew he’d see red.

And, suddenly, the realization that he was bleeding, that he was hurt - perhaps fatally - hit. Pain bloomed from his chest, and Julius couldn’t stop himself from falling to his knees. He couldn’t even utter a pained gasp as he landed on the ground, face scraping against the stones.

Julius closed his eyes.

Maybe it was time for him to sleep…

Footsteps.

Faint footsteps.

A voice.

”Oh, goddess. Please be alive. Please still be alive.”

No, it wasn’t time for him to sleep.

His brother still needed him!

Julius groaned, trying to staunch the blood from escaping his body, clinging on the thought of his brother. “… barely… but still… “ He tried to pick himself up, arms shaking.

The bullet had cut through his intended target easily. And flown right into another person.

He’s screwed up. Someone innocent was hurt because of him.

“No...” He murmured as the figure fell harshly to the ground. Rushing over he found it was Julius. He hardly knew the man, but still. He’d shot him.

“Oh, goddess. Please be alive. Please still be alive.” He held both hands out and began casting Chi Healer.

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A scowl immediately blossomed on his face at the thought of Isaac going anywhere near his brother. “Don’t you dare even try,” he hissed, moving away from that hand that was dangerously close to his neck. The blond clenched his fist, one slipping into his coat, intent on sending a message to Ludger, to warn the younger of potential danger. Julius was fully aware that he was falling straight into what the taller man’s trap. It was too plainly obvious… and yet too effective. He sent the taller man a cold glare, though a hint of dull resignation was hidden underneath the icy fury. “How do I know that you won’t go after my brother afterwards?”

Oooh~ He’s mad~ Isaac silently chuckled his prey’s anger. It would do him little good. As he stepped out of Isaac’s reach, the vampire took another step closer and tightly grabbed the hand that had disappeared into Julius’ coat. He wouldn’t be trying anything tonight.