♞ 002 | Control is not his strong suit
Apr. 24th, 2011 12:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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[ Shinjiro has kept himself locked away in his room for the past day, alternately pacing, growling, and throwing random tantrums that ended with cartons of milk strewn about his room from the closet and other similar refuse of vain attempts at slaking his hunger.
He's kept calm simply by reminding himself this was all the mansion, as Arisato had told him, this was someone's memory, and it would all be over.
...but when? He doesn't know how much longer he can take this.
When he speaks, there's a low, inhuman growl behind his words. ]
It's one of those event things, right? How the fuck long do they last, anyway?
[ Shinjiro has kept himself locked away in his room for the past day, alternately pacing, growling, and throwing random tantrums that ended with cartons of milk strewn about his room from the closet and other similar refuse of vain attempts at slaking his hunger.
He's kept calm simply by reminding himself this was all the mansion, as Arisato had told him, this was someone's memory, and it would all be over.
...but when? He doesn't know how much longer he can take this.
When he speaks, there's a low, inhuman growl behind his words. ]
It's one of those event things, right? How the fuck long do they last, anyway?
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Date: 2011-04-26 01:17 pm (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-04-26 08:18 pm (UTC)He was quiet for some time after the knock before pulling the door open slowly.]
Yuu?
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Date: 2011-04-26 08:21 pm (UTC)Yeah. It's me.
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Date: 2011-04-26 09:23 pm (UTC)Come in. [He moved so he could.]
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Date: 2011-04-26 09:30 pm (UTC)Um...I'm glad you agreed.
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Date: 2011-04-26 10:23 pm (UTC)Lets get this over with.
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Date: 2011-04-26 10:26 pm (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-04-27 12:09 am (UTC)Shinji had never been good at avoiding intoxication. His hands darted out quickly and pulled Yuu's wrist to his lips. He opened his mouth wide and bit, sinking his fangs into the flesh there, and feeling the blood erupt to the surface. Drank, and it was good and disturbing and at last, when he fought, he was able to stop before hurting the guy.]
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Date: 2011-04-27 12:39 am (UTC)Is that...better?
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Date: 2011-04-27 01:21 am (UTC)Better, yeah.
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Date: 2011-04-27 01:24 am (UTC)Good.
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Date: 2011-04-27 01:44 am (UTC)Yeah, whatever.
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Date: 2011-04-27 01:47 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-04-27 02:15 am (UTC)Sure, whatever.
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:17 am (UTC)action;
Date: 2011-04-27 02:42 am (UTC)Tch. You done?
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Date: 2011-04-27 02:44 am (UTC)[He heads back out.]