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@eddiehyde 2 years ago
Lenore entered, looking absolutely exhausted. Going to visit a certain friend in France turned out to be a terrible idea. 
Being a vampire, and getting stuck all day in the sun didn't mix well. Though, on the bright side she did get a bit of a tan.
She plopped onto the first armchair she saw after throwing down her bag, which made a broken-glass type of crash. Lenore groaned, but didn't bother to go pick it up, or see what was broken. She actually began to doze off a bit, thinking of the various ways she'd get her revenge on her "friend" in France. 
Though, come to think about it, other than nearly dying, the Theater d l'Vampir was actually really good. The show was good, the music was good, and the refreshments, definitely good.
After a while, Lenore got up to check whatever broke in her bag, and of course most of the vials and flasks full of human and vampiric blood were broken and leaking all over the place. The vampire groaned again, mumbling out a "oh come on!", and sighing, went back to the armchair, closed her eyes, and hummed a little tune- one of the pieces from the Theater d l'Vampir.
(Yooooooooo I'm finally back! Hey yeah. Ok. School was stressful, finals, tests, yknow. That stuff. And I had to retake my math final because the trig teacher decided it would b a good idea to have a very long and loud 2 hour conversation on his phone DURING the final. So. I failed. Even worse, the second time I took it, he didn't even grade it. He just put in the same score twice. Which. Sucks. I was literally .01 away from a B-. I'm just. Frustrated about that. 
To be fair I did kind of forget about this place. Then I tried to get back on and forgot my password. And finally. I am here. I am back ladies and gentlemen. HA. Also go ahead an ask if you wanna see my closet cosplay of Hyde because I am DEFINITELY gonna do a actual cosplay of him eventually. Cause. I have the wig, the hat, the contacts, the cape. And I own a lot of green. So yep. There's that. ))
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Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
(Welcome back!)
Excuse me madam, are you quite alright?
*Hastie had been on his way to the library, carrying a couple of folders containing all sorts of research papers when he had stumbed her. He didn't recognise her, but she looked pretty exhausted.*
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Eddie Hyde  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Lenore sighed, and with unintentional sarcasm answered, "yep! I'm perfect."
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Hastie Lanyon  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
*Hastie raised an eyebrow at her.* Yes, apologies for my concern. You certainly look perfectly content, sprawled in that armchair.
*He looked her over once more.* Are you a lodger?
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Eddie Hyde  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Lenore nodded. "Joined a few months ago. Left for a trip to see a friend and test a few things with my project, but things went haywire, since apparently I committed treason to vampire kind."
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Hastie Lanyon  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
You did what. *Hastie noticed the dark liquid seeping out of her bag and pooling on the floor. The metallic smell made him feel quite odd.* Is that blood?
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS?! ))
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
Lewis had been walking down the hall with an empty vial, on his way to see Maijabi.
However, the phrase "treason to vampire kind", coupled with Hastie's tone, led Weir to flinch...and accidentally crush the glass vial in his hand.
"Sh*t!" he cursed involuntarily as myriad shards cut his left palm.
Lewis looked up at Hastie and Lenore...realizing he'd used foul language in front of Lanyon and the vampire...and that he was bleeding.
"Pardon my French," he managed.
In the ensuing silence, a warm, red drop of fresh blood hit the cool, hard floor with an audible plap.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
(Oh 86 you are beautiful!)
*Hastie looked up when he heard glass shatter to the ground behind him, and turned to see Lewis standing in the middle of the hall, a broken vial at his feet.*
No, that's... *He noticed that Lewis was bleeding from his left hand. The glass must've cut him. Hastie started walking towards him.*
Are you alright, Lewis?
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Weir looked at his hand, then back to Hastie.
Another drop fell to the white tile, mere inches from the first.
"It's nothing; I just--"
He shook his head, looking a little sheepish.
Plip. A third drop.
"It was just clumsy of me, is all. Wasn't thinking."
Plep. A fourth.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie chuckled and took Lewis' bleeding hand in his to study the wound.* The day you aren't thinking... 
*He fought an urge to taste the crimson drops before they fell to the ground. Where had such absurd thoughts come from? First the wicked sunburn, then insomnia, and now this? You know what's happening, you idiot, you just don't want to admit it.
But oh did those drops look tempting.*
We'd better get this stitched up. Can't have you staining my floors, can we?
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Oh, I don't know that it's bad enough I'll need stitches," Weir demurred. "But I should at least get it bandaged," he admitted with a brief glance to the floor, "before I make crimson the Society's new accent color," he joked.
"Would you mind opening the infirmary door for me? No sense making any more mess than necessary."
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Yes, of course. *He let go of Lewis' hand and started walking towards the infirmary. He called to the Lodger he'd just met that they weren't finished, but she just waved him off as she lay in the chair. Upon reaching the door he noticed that he'd gotten a few smudged out drops of blood on his right hand from when he had taken Lewis' hand in his. They at least he hadn't stained the folders he was carrying. He quickly opened the door and followed Lewis inside. The smell of disinfectant stung in his nose.*
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Eddie Hyde  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Hold on a second, I can heal that." Lenore sighed. "Or at least stop the bleeding." She said, getting up. "Considering I deal in blood, it would be pretty stupid of me not to know how to clear it up.- Give me your hand."
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Jekyll1886  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
"Hastie, I think Lenore wishes to help," said Lewis inside the infirmary.
"Though, really, I don't see what all the fuss is about," he said to both of them with a shake of his head. "It's just a cut."
I'm not so fragile that a thing like this would do me in.
It wasn't even metal, so there's no risk of lockjaw, either, he silently reflected.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
He has all the help he needs, thank you. *He might have sounded a bit possessive, but Hastie didn't care. Instead he took Lewis by the arm and guided him away.*
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Lewis gave a passing shrug to Lenore, as if to say, "Well, I suppose that's that--thanks anyway, though," and allowed himself to be guided away by Hastie.
((Where is Hastie guiding him?))
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Eddie Hyde  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
She shrugged, then sat back down. "Whatever."
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Hastie Lanyon  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
(Apologies for the wait, I was watching Wonder Woman. My God those Amazons are amazing.)
*Hastie sat Lewis down on one for the beds and started rummaging through cupboards looking for disinfectant and bandages. While his back was turned to Lewis he quickly tasted some of the blood that had been drying on his hand. The smell may have been metallic, but by God he had never tasted anything so sweet in his life.*
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Jekyll1886 
*Is intently watching from the side lines with a very large grin.*))
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Yes, by God, they are!))
Lewis, meanwhile, helped himself to some nearby instruments and began picking the slivers of glass from his palm.
Though Hastie had his back to Lewis, the pattern of his soul was not lost on Weir--particularly when Lanyon allowed himself to taste the blood.
Thought so.
Suspicions confirmed, Lewis filed the information away, but said nothing...yet.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*While both quite disturbed and exhilarated by his newfound affinity for blood, Hastie kept rummaging through drawers and cupboards until he found the bandages and disinfectant. He laid them on the bed next to Lewis without saying a word, afraid to say or do something wrong.*
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Thank you, Hastie," said Lewis as he laid the last bit of glass aside. He looked at Lanyon appreciatively.
"I dare say it's glass-free now--at least, from what I can see. But perhaps you'll spot a sliver I missed."
Weir held out his palm for his fellow doctor to examine.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
(Sure Lewis, just out your hand in the lion's mouth why don't you!)
*Hastie looked at him for a brief moment before taking Lewis' hand in his own again. The metallic smell was nauseating from this small distance. He slowly bent over slightly more to get a closer look, and found no more glass embedded into his palm. The blood that was still seeping out of the cuts quite... hypnotising. How it made his own heart race and his breath quicken. Surely Lewis must hear it beating against his ribs.*
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Weir watched Lanyon stare intently at his palm.
A moment. In which Lewis could feel the minute change in vibrations from Hastie, everything tuned to the beat of the heart.
But Lanyon still hadn't replied, one way or the other, regarding whether or not he saw any glass.
"Have I missed something?" asked Weir, meaning it in more than one way.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*His eyes shot up to meet Lewis' unwavering gaze. Hastie didn't even notice the tears streaking his cheeks l, unable to withstand the urge any longer.*
I'm sorry, *he whispered, before lunging at him, his mouth agape.*
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
((*Throws hands up in goal pose* :DDDDD ))
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
There we are, thought Lewis as Lanyon lunged straight for his face.
Weir turned and tilted his head, not only exposing his left carotid artery and jugular vein, but also putting them directly in the path of Hastie's oncoming fangs.
He's sure to hit something this way.
Hm. Glad I don't have long hair right now.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*The force Hastie had put behind his lunge sent them both sprawling down the other side of the bed and onto the floor. Hastie's mind went blank as he felt his fangs puncture the artery and the warm blood gushed out. He couldn't feel a thing except for an animalistic hunger that overpowered all of his other senses.*
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Lewis twisted as they fell and maneuvered himself to take the brunt of the impact, landing with his back against the floor and Hastie atop him.
Worth it, thought Weir, even as he felt two sharp pains in his neck.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*When they first fell, Hastie had pinned Lewis to the ground in order to counter any struggle. But as he kept drinking and the struggling remained absent, he moved his left hand to Lewis' head and moved it to the side, further exposing his neck to him.*
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Lewis not only let Hastie move his head but helped further the motion voluntarily.
"It's alright, Hastie," Weir reassured, careful not to create too much excess movement as he spoke.
Moments ticked by. Lewis had calculated how he ought to feel, according to how my blood he must be losing.
But his calculations were...off.
I should be feeling woozy by now. Why...?
He knew his own body backwards and forwards.
Lanyon wasn't drinking lightly.
What was the unknown factor?
...
OH!
Millie's virus. She said it would work to keep me alive... Perhaps it detects the blood loss, and is seeking to compensate?
Huh.
That's convenient.
He kept his head in place but turned his eyes to Hastie.
Hastie, lost in the sensations of the moment.
Oh, Hell with it--a little longer can't hurt...
see more
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
*After a while, Hastie gradually slowed down. He'd been drinking like a man starved of sustenance for a year. As the hunger left, his senses starting to come back to him. The room seemed too bright, the floor under his knees too hard, the blood in his throat too warm. He soon let go of Lewis' neck, but he didn't dare to look at him. There was still more blood that came seeping our of his neck, but Hastie paid no heed. Instead he let his head rest in the floor next to Lewis', and closed his eyes. Soon he'll bleed out, and he'll be gone. Just another corpse left in your wake. You shouldn't be taking care of these people, they'd be better of without a monster like you.
Let them find me. Let them kill me for this.*
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Just as Lewis began to feel a little dizzy...Hastie stopped. Sank down next to him. Physically better, but the shift in emotions...
Weir moved a hand to his neck, putting just enough pressure to stem the flow, but not so much he'd be in danger of losing consciousness.
He held still, letting the body (and everything in it) do its work.
After a few minutes, he dared to lessen the pressure...then pull his hand away entirely.
The wounds bled no further.
Positively remarkable...
"Hastie..." he said quietly, looking to him. "Are you alright?"
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*It took him a second to realise Lewis was actually speaking to him. When he opened his eyes and saw the man he'd just attacked look back at him Hastie shot up and frantically backed away from him, his eyes wide and tears streaming freely down his cheeks.*
No. Nonono, you're supposed to be dead.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
"Technically, I was supposed to be dead after Hawley nearly beat me to death," he chuckled weakly.
"But I assure you, Hastie," he said, looking at Lanyon with both understanding and sympathy, "I'm in no danger of dying. Just can't sit up quite yet. Little woozy. Be fine in a bit. And perfectly willing to explain how it's possible.
"How are you feeling, is the question."
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Who gives a damn, you idiot, I almost killed you! *Hastie sat on the floor, a few paces away from Lewis. He must've looked horrible where he sat; shaking and covered in sticky blood.*
Why didn't you stop me?!
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
"Had you continued further, I would have," answered Lewis.
He tested raising his head up to see if dizziness overtook him.
None did.
Cautiously, he dared to prop himself up on his elbows.
Still conscious.
"I knew better than to interrupt while you were in the thick of it," he continued. "And I know the limits of my own body." More or less. "What I did, I did of my own free will, Hastie. I chose not to stop you, because I wasn't in danger yet."
He hoisted himself into a sitting position.
"Nothing irreversible has occurred here. And there's now a much better chance nothing will. You won't be walking about the Society hungry. And I'm a man who can keep a secret," he assured.
"Have you had this condition long?" he asked, with the perfectly natural bedside manner of a seasoned physician. He hoped it might calm Lanyon at least a little. Get him into a more professional mindset, the familiar model of patients with maladies to be cured, not monsters and moral judgments.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago • edited
Don't use that patronising tone on me, doctor. It doesn't work. *After the initial shock had passed Hastie felt furious. Clearly the doctor had somehow known something was wrong before Hastie had bit him. He was as cool as an iceberg, even when Hastie was leeching the life out of him.*
I shouldn't even be alive, and yet here I am. Sinking my teeth in whatever is in front of me.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Just gonna leave this here....
https://uploads.disquscdn.com/images/9907ddee66214ad2eba3d4bbdd39eee7945dd89e61f9d4827accf634178b9bef.png?w=600&h=175
He's even got the sparkles! ))
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Hastie Lanyon  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
(That's the best thing I've seen all week! Thank you!)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((XDDD I'm glad you like it!!))
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Jekyll1886  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Priceless! XD))
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
I didn't mean it to be patronizing, thought Lewis. It's just that one of us needs to be calm, at least. No need to escalate things.
"What do you mean, you 'shouldn't even be alive'?" he asked, genuinely confused.
And I'm a who, not a what, thank you.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
I meant what I said. If Solja hadn't dragged me off of the street I wouldn't be here right now, like this... *Hastie buried his head in his hands. It took a few moments before he started talking again.* I was assaulted Lewis. In the dead of night, not too far from here. *Hastie laughed to himself, cursing his own stupidity.* Serves me right for not taking better care of them.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Oh, God," said Lewis, drawing up into a kneel and leaning forward, concerned for Hastie. "Assaulted. Christ... That's terrible! Who would...?
"Wait...'them'?" he echoed, perplexed, as his brain caught up with Lanyon's last statement.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie looked up again.* Don't be like that, I deserved it. *Lewis looked as hough he was about to protest, but Hastie cut him off.*
He was one of my Lodgers, Lewis. Claude Beauchamp, crypto-toxicologist. I looked him up after I'd woken up and understood what had happened. Before that I barely even knew he existed. Just that there was an odd man with a fancy name on the second floor.
Turns out I could stand to pay more attention to who resides here instead of being so preoccupied with myself.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
"Claude Beau--
"Oh," Weir interrupted himself, eyes widening, as realization struck.
The vampire.
Well, besides Alano and, now, Lenore.
...
And...Hastie.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie grinned at Lewis as he realised what had happened. It was a sickly sight; barely visible fangs pointing down to a trail of red. But nothing of the smile could be found in his eyes.*
And thus we arrive here. The monster in charge of that house full of lunatics, that's what they'll say. The few donors I've charmed into paying will close their purses once they find out.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
"They will say nothing if they do not find out," asserted Lewis.
"And you are no monster, Hastie. Merely a person with a condition whose cure has yet to be found. That's all.
"In the meantime, we shall simply have to find a way to manage it. It's vital. The survival of the Society itself is at stake.
"I'd advise going to Dr. de Lezo for advice. He's not only managing well, but has saved many lives. If anyone would know how to cope, 'tis he. I can ask, casually. Or you can, if you trust him to keep a secret.
"But in any case, we must be proactive about this, Hastie. Chin up, and go forward. We cannot afford to do otherwise."
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*This time the smile on Hastie's face was faint, but genuine. Of course that magical bastard would know what to do.*
Alright, we'll seek him out. You might want to change first, though. You look like absolute sh*t .
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Thanks, Hastie," returned Weir with a wry smile. His sly eyes showed amusement, even if the rest of his expression didn't. "Likewise."
Left-handedly, Lewis tossed a small towel at Lanyon--perhaps in irritation, perhaps playfully. Likely both.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie laughed as the towel hit him squarely in the face. He got up and walked towards a sink that stood against the wall behind him. As he dampened the cloth and started cleaning his face and neck the running water and towel were stained crimson. He tried to clean his clothes too, but to no avail.*
Lewis... *He paused, taking in the questioning look Lewis give him.*
Don't let me use you as a walking juice box ever again.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
Weir rose.
"I understand," he replied after a moment.
"Say," he said, changing the subject to something a little less weighty, "I keep some spare clothes in the office you gave me. They'd probably fit you, and they're less likely to draw attention than...well," he said, glancing over Lanyon's bloodstained garb.
"Shall I fetch them?"
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie raised an eyebrow at him with naughty a smirk on his face.*
Oh my, I get to borrow clothes now? I'm flattered.
You go on ahead, I'll wait here.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Very well," said Lewis.
He returned shortly with a proper outfit for Lanyon--trousers, a shirt, braces, a waistcoat--even an ascot and jacket, which Weir kept on hand just in case of a special occasion.
All in black.
"Here we are," he said, handing them to Hastie.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Ah, thank you! 
*While Hastie had been waiting he'd discarded his jacket and waistcoat, which had been covered by most of the blood. He took the clean clothes that were handed to him and quickly walked behind one of the curtains that had been set up for privacy. After a quick change he came back out.*
Well, how do I look?
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
"Appropriate," said Lewis with an approving nod. "We did lose Arty, after all."
His own attire mirrored Lanyon's, minus the ascot and jacket.
"Still, you do look sharp," he had to admit.
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
Ah yes, that trip didn't go too well for him... Remind me to go see Richard and Elias later. Now, let's go see this doctor you speak so fondly of before anyone decides to put a stake through my heart, shall we?
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago • edited
Lewis nodded his agreement.
"Indeed."
However, it just so happened that Alano was unavailable.
Aw, bollocks! thought Weir.
"Perhaps we could try Lenore?" he suggested. "Just...general questions, at least. As if out of mere curiosity. It never hurts to take an interest in a lodger, after all."
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
*Hastie was impatiently shifting his weight from one foot to the other. Now that Lewis had given him hope he'd kind of hoped it'd be smooth sailing to turning back. Unfortunately that would not be the case. Wait, Lenore? Where have I heard that- *
Wait, that kid in the armchair who committed treason against vampirekind? *When Lewis nodded in confirmation Hastie groaned slightly. But he gave in all the same.*
Fine, but she'd better have cleaned up her bag.
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Jekyll1886  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
Once in the main hall, Lewis approached Lenore.
"Sorry about earlier," he offered.
"Now that's taken care of, how are you?" he asked, genuinely interested. "It's been some time since last we saw each other."
((Eddie Hyde ))
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Hastie Lanyon  Jekyll1886 • 2 years ago
(Further into the infirmary. I answered to Eddie's post.)
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Helen Jekyll  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Ahhhh, I love Hastie. XDD
One of these days, he should spend some time with Helen or Hela could have a rematch with him. :P))
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Hastie Lanyon  Helen Jekyll • 2 years ago
(Oh yes! It would be fun having them have a go at each other again.)
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Alicia Ghast  Hastie Lanyon • 2 years ago
((Why is it as soon as I started reading, I grinned?
Cuz I love Hastie))
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Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
((Nice to have you back! :DDD
I'm sorry to hear the test didn't go well but on the bright side at least it's summer vacation! 
And YES!! Of COURSE we want to see your Hyde cosplay!! :DDDD When you finish it (if you haven't made it yet) please post your pictures up on the Art show!!! As I know we would love to see it!! ))
A small girl with a satchel wearing comically large and informal men's clothing, walked into the foyer only to find an usual sight. She looked at the exhausted woman laying upon the chair (not that unusual for the Society) and beside her a bag leaking a deep crimson fluid onto the freshly cleaned flooring.
"Your bag's leaking." Alice stated walked up to the woman.
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Eddie Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
Lenore didn't even look up as she replied casually, "yep. It does that." After a short amount of time, she added, "... I'll clean it up later"
(I could probably pull off a modern au version right now, and no it's not done yet. Because I'm lazy and it takes me forever to knit a sweater vest. )
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago • edited
Alice looked from the woman to the bag and back to the woman, "Will it stain? Or...hurt the floor?" Not knowing only the fact that the liquid was inside the Society walls was enough to know it could do or be anything.
((Oooo!!! Still that sounds very cool! :DDD ))
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Eddie Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"It's just blood, so it'll wash out." She shrugged. "... i'm gonna kill Armand"
(Yepp)
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
The girl's eyes widened and the questions began to race through her head. Who was Armand? Was he a lodger? Why did this woman want to kill him? Was that his blood on the floor?
"Um..." She shuffled back a step, "W-Who's Armand?"
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Eddie Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
She laughed. "A friend of mine. Runs a coven and a theater in France. Tried to kill me. It happens sometimes." Lenore shrugged. "I find it to be more of a game than an actual attempt at murder."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
Alice blinked a few times. Murder wasn't uncommon in the society but more questions were raised than answers were raised by her response.
"Is Armand going to follow you... here?" She hesitantly looked at the creeping puddle of blood.
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Eddie Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Probably not. But if he does, I'll bash his face in. And lock him outside during the day."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
"G-good?" How would locking him outside during the day help? What if this Armand caused a big scene and attracted attention to the Society?
She poked the tip of the blood with her shoe. This all felt very familiar. Blood to clean up, a stranger saying strange things, and potential danger to her home.
Elias. Alice's face paled at the thought of his name and she shook the thought from her head before it grew.
"Maybe we should clean this up before someone sees it?" She looked at her reflection the crimson fluid.
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Eddie Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
She sighed, then nodded, and got up to get a dark brown rag out of her bag. Apparently it had done this before. She tossed it onto the puddle and it, quickly began absorbing the red liquid. 
"... it'll be done in a minute or so."
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
Alice quietly watched the puddle shrink. After a moment, she spoke, "Are you a lodger?"
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Eddie Hyde  Hyde without a Jekyll • 2 years ago
"Yep. I joined a few months ago." Lenore replied, kicking the tag so it would get more of the splatters.
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Hyde without a Jekyll  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
"Oh." Alice watched the rag slide over the blood with a resonating wet sound. "I haven't seen you around here before."
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Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago
Alicia was in the kitchen, baking away her sorrows. She was lost in thought, but was ripped out of her daydreams when she heard the sound of glass shattering. She looked around, worried she broke something, but didn't see anything... so she went out of the kitchen to find what was wrong. She saw a woman on an armchair and walked over, frowning. "Excuse me, was that you who broke some glass? I need to make sure I didn't break a dish. I don't think I did... but I'm just checking...."
((Question! Does this vampire drink with fangs from the neck or does she get blood and drink it from vials? Were the vials just travel blood things?))
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Eddie Hyde  Alicia Ghast • 2 years ago
"Hm? Oh yeah, my bag, there was some glass stuff. I don't care it's whatever, I'll clean it up in a bit." Lenore replied, waving a hand a little. 
"You look down, whatsup?" She asked, actually not even looking at the other. Yes, she was really good at reading people. 
(She is actually working on a cure for vampirism, and that's what the vials were for. So no, they weren't for drinking. And yes. Lenore prefers her blood from its source. Though, not the neck, maybe like a wrist or something so as to not risk killing her victim/donater??)
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Alicia Ghast  Eddie Hyde • 2 years ago
Alicia frowned slightly. "N... nothing, miss. I'm fine..." she stuttered. She wasn't even looking at her, how could she tell?
(Awwwesome. Just makin sure- sometimes vampires vary.)
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