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[learycross.livejournal.com]

[A not so new face to the city but certainly a new occupant. Have a oddly Victorian looking Luke walking in confusion through the streets. Could be because he was expecting to step out into the court of the castle and not into the middle of a city! Still this was nothing like the streets of London at all. This place... it looked unreal. The most astounding to him was the industrial touches... basically electricity! What magic was this? Taking the cross bow off his belt he starts to load it before letting out a frustrated growl when the trigger slips and the arrow stabs into the ground.]

Oh, bugger all! You were supposed to fix this bloody trigger, Guy.

[He mutters in a distinct English accent and tries loading the cross bow once more.]



((ooc: nsfw material.))

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[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke didn't take much notice; it was his own damn fault for injuring himself anyway.]

...or perhaps they're not animal... how curious...

[learycross.livejournal.com]

I have a very vicious cat. [Would rather not give the creature any further interest in him by telling him about vampires.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

You think me a fool, boy? I know that these are neither feline, nor canine.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Keeps his mouth shut and cast his eyes down.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[He raised a hand, running a gentle finger against the not so smooth skin.]

The spacing... these were from something like a human...

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Makes a soft sound of disapproval at the touch and tries pushing the hand that was holding the blade away.]

That's not for you to touch!

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke merely pressed it closer in warning, poking and prodding with all the care of a scientist.]

Fascinating... Perhaps I have caught a pleasant prize...

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Let go of me! [His breath catches in his throat when the blade presses firm.]

Sorry, was posting something that's sending me to hell at the Love Hotel

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

I think not. You have much to offer as a specimen. At least now I won't have to cut you open.

Pfft, you always say it'll send you to hel lthen turns out it's not that bad!

[learycross.livejournal.com]

C-cut?! [Squeak of a voice. Not that he wasn't grateful for that but then... what was he going to do?]

Noooo... this is that bad. XD;;;;

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Oh... not much. He dragged Luke back to the examination table, forcing him down on it, intending to strap him in.]

Pfft sure. You just underestimate my high tolerance!

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Soon as the blade is pulled away from his throat the older world teen starts to kick and fight. In the struggle he pulls a vial of holy water from his belt and smash the glass against the monster's face. His hand starting to bleed from the glass and his winces when his arm is strapped down. Even if the creature was dark enough for the water to burn it didn't seem to matter.]

pffft; then go reply to it :P

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

...

[Luke blinked as water dripped down his bangs and the tip of his nose, surprised, but more from the fact that he tried to fight him with water as if he expected it to work.]

What strange weapons you have, child.

[Continues to strap him down to the examination table.]

Oh, it's a thread u made? Um, who should I send in?! :O

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Damn... should of stabbed him in the eye with a cross instead.]

N-no! [Voice trembling now. He never did like doctors and all their needles.]

Whomever has the biggest beef with him? XDD

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke let out a faint sigh.]

Must you humans have such uninventive protests?

[He pulled out his scalpel again, examining his neck once more... before carefully starting to cut a sample of the bites away from his skin. Without anesthesia.]

...Like we both don't know who that is. :|

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Cries out in pain and surprise as he tries to pull away from him.]

I thought you weren't going to cut you lunatic!

*SNICKER*

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

I said I was not going to cut you open, I did not say I wasn't going to cut you, though that may change if you do not cease struggling. I will not be held accountable because your moving forced me to nick a vital artery.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

Sod off. [Looks away from him and closes his eyes tightly as he waits for this nightmare to end. Asch… Guy… someone…]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

[Luke ignored him, carefully working off the tender skin, until he was holding the freshly cut sample in his blood covered hands. He let out a pleased noise, before reaching down, letting his healing abilities at least stop the bleeding, and perhaps accelerate the growth of new skin.]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Whimpers and lets out faint cries of pain as he works off the flesh. His eyes tearing but he kept them tightly shut.]

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

You are amazingly intolerant of pain.

[Sets to work preserving his precious sample.]

[learycross.livejournal.com]

It's not something I fancy, you punce.

[fonicfraccion.livejournal.com]

Hmph...

[Slides his new sample onto a shelf, before going back to the table and releasing Luke.]

You may leave now, specimen. I may need use of you in the future... do try not to disappear.

[learycross.livejournal.com]

[Took comfort in the fact that the creature probably wouldn't figure out what he was looking at. Vampires weren't a common thing after all so Asch should be safe and the monster may grow bored. Whatever the future may hold it didn't stop him from rolling off the table quickly soon as his hands are free. He barely hears the spirits words as he throws open the door and runs out of the lab without a second glance.]