* curse / cure .

          He’d seen a lot since he’d ended up on a path with Vanitas, some of which had turned his stomach and tested his willpower, and this was no exception. He tried not to show his absolute horror at the sight of the curse bearer before them, but to no avail, his mouth twisted in disgust and his eyes squinted as if the sight alone was physically painful to him, he felt bile rising in his throat…but he swallowed it down and nodded firmly in response to his companion’s words. Yes, the sooner the better.

          “Vanitas, do you…do you think we can save him?”

          The amount of blood pouring from the eyes and mouth of their target and the scent of death surrounding the tortured body made him think it may not be possible, like the curse bearer at the ball…but perhaps it only LOOKED impossible. All they could do was try, this poor soul deserved that at least.

YOU  ARE  NO  SAVIOR  /  you  never  were  &  you  will  never  be  .  you  aren’t  doing  this  out  of  the  kindness  of  your  heart  -  &  yet  ,  there’s  a  glimmer  of  subdued  guilt  that  eats  at  your  being  ,  reminding  you  of  all  the  times  you  couldn’t  save  them  .  you  can  declare  it  as  much  as  you  want  ,  but  not  always  will  you  be  there  to  break  the  curse  that  chains  them  down  (  why  are  you  doing  this  in  the  first  place  ?  vampires  wouldn’t  even  accept  your  generous  help  ,  as  soon  as  their  sight  fell  upon  the  grimoire  you  carried  linked  to  your  arm  )  .  

the  odor  of  blood  captures  your  senses  easily  /  what  was  left  of  the  mangled  corpse  would  only  be  sickeningly  crimson  ;  death’s  cloak  is  only  upon  the  figure  .  the  fangs  of  ‘  charlatan  ‘  are  too  deep  into  the  body  to  be  pulled  out  ;  you  raise  the  book  ,  as  there  is  nothing  else  you  could  do  ,  but  use  death  to  release  the  man  from  his  poisonous  prison  .  

@vanaitie sc

      “That’s a rather intricate looking book you have there.”

The poisonous hand of hers, the exposed skin seemed so normal for anyone who would look at her. A fair young maiden who was simply traveling, any other would say. Her hat sitting atop of her head, the pants, and the shirt… Everything was hiding most of her skin except for her face, but she could around without harming anyone like that. No one touched her, no one dared to try that. And yet, she still lost her glove in a hurry. She stopped, only to found a man holding it. Her words left her faster than she could process, the panic took over for a moment. Cardia immediately regretted such words… Yes, she was afraid. 

   “I…”   Her words stuck in her throat, the fear taking over even stronger. However, Beckford had to gulp and look away from the man, understanding her failure within her speech a bit before. She needed to remain calm, she needed to remember Lupin’s lessons and remain calm, but it was so hard in this situation.   “I can’t… tell you that,”   Cardia couldn’t possibly tell a man that she was a poisonous monster with no real heart, created by a human genius who went so far as to create an eternally beating heart and put it into a Homunculus. Yes, of course, she couldn’t possibly say that.   “Please, just give it back… and I will go away.”   No, it would probably be impossible to get it back like that, but Cardia still pushed for the talk instead of a fight. Van Helsing taught her how to protect herself, but she couldn’t just attack a random civilian. 

YOUR  CRUELTY  ISN’T  FOREIGN  TO  YOU  /  you  can  taste  it  with  every  moment  of  your  existence  .  such  a  poor  ,  poor  girl  ;  &  yet  ,  that  curiosity  of  yours  really  is  ominous   /   her  easily-discernible  terror  is  what  refuses  to  let  you  go  ;  the  sheer  extent  of  the  fear  she  radiates  is  what  keeps  you  so  interested  !  the  glove  is  still  within  your  grip  ,  slim  digits  would  inflict  sparse  pressure  onto  the  material  .  puzzles  are  a  neutral  subject  to  you  ,  so  you  piece  this  one  together  without  much  difficulty  -  the  supposed  danger  is  due  to  her  skin  ,  most  probably  .

even  so  ,  it  isn’t  enough  ;  such  a  bizarre  case  couldn’t  be  overlooked  !  (  ah  ,  you  are  putting  yourself  into  the  role  of  a  villain  !  but  you’ve  already  decided  ;  you  aren’t  the  being  of  malevolence  /  you  will  ,  of  course  ,  return  the  object  to  its  owner  ,  although  only  when  your  thirst  for  information  is  quenched  )  .  

                                               «   oh  i  have  plenty  of  information  young  man ~!  however  dear  me  do  you  &&  dante  not  fair  well  together  as  friends ???  how  odd  considering  you  both  have  such  cute  nicknames  for  one  another ~! baldy  &&  quack !  if  i  am  not  mistaken  of  course.  he  does  tend  to  complain  about  you  various  of  times. »  what  a  blabber  mouth  he was ~!  oh  but  he  couldn’t  help  it  truly.  it  was  such  fun  to  finally  be  out  working  once  again,

                                   «   now  let  us  see  let  us  see  …  upon  recent  events  there  had  seemed  to  be  quick  the  trouble  brewing  without  a  local  brothel  (  of  all  places )  something  about  a ‘beast gone wild’  case ???   »  if  he  should  remember  correctly,  it  was  something  about  a  vampire  having  subdued  to  the  curse  &&  became  rather  violent  for  unknown  reasons.  wrecking  havoc  around  the  brothel  &&   of  course  making  quite  a  claim.

YOU  HAVE  TO  STOP  &  THINK  /  did  you  ever  consider  other  a  friend  ?    you  don’t  like  to  ponder  on  those  topics  ;  dante  -  you  could  tolerate  him  (  sometimes  ,  he  would  be  a  valuable  asset  )  .  but  of  course  ,  you  can’t  think  of  him  as  anything  closer  than  that  -  a  simple  ,  ‘ business ‘  bond  .  (  ah  ,  you  are  far  too  detached  for  anything  closer  /  magnificently  cold  ,  but  so  proper  for  your  whole  being  )  .   ❝   you  really  consider  that  cute  ?   ❞    you  genuinely  hope  he  doesn’t  ,  because  -  as  amusing  as  it  is  to  carelessly  pester  your  so-called  partner  (  ex-partner  ?  )  ,  it  could  also  be  perfectly  bothersome  to  be  on  the  receiving  end  .  though  ,  you  decide  to  put  the  topic  to  rest  /  there  are  more  important  matters  .