Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 15:03:00 GMT -5
It had been about a week since the nearly-disastrous episode with Ellie and her unusual nightmare. Vincent had every intention of going to visit the healer today at the earliest opportunity, to see how she was doing, but for the moment he had a class to get to, and he didn't want to be late.
"How are your classes going?" he asked, looking down at Valérian, who was walking beside him on his way to the music room.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 15:39:08 GMT -5
Valérian shrugged slightly, twitching his gloves a little. "Better now that my memories are returning. Mostly those of the research I did on the history before my time, but that is primarily what I am teaching, so it is well. It would be nice to remember more of my life, but Jacqueline is helping me with that as well," he said, glancing up at the taller professor. "My head still hurts occasionally... Stephen has taken to wearing an eyepatch after our last... escapade."
He smiled slightly, his fangs making only a slight flash into view.
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 15:50:21 GMT -5
Vincent nodded, smiling down at the tiny vampire and shifting his hold on the book under his arm. The musical anthology Ellie had given him for his birthday was proving to be very useful for choir class.
"I'm glad to hear things are going well. I do hope you can get all of your memories back eventually. I can see how it would be rather frustrating, especially for one who's lived such a long life. That leaves a lot to be remembered."
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 16:00:39 GMT -5
Valérian shrugged slightly, "I rather doubt there is much I do not remember that I truly wish to, based on what I have recovered. Most are not exactly... pleasant. My primary happy memories are here, and with Jacqueline, and I have those back. It is mostly everything from when I was alone that is missing, and I doubt several lifetimes of running are going to be pleasant to remember."
He looked thoughtful, "After all, who wants to remember being both hunter and prey?"
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 16:12:31 GMT -5
"True..." Vincent nodded thoughtfully. "In that case, maybe it's better that you forget."
They neared the music room door, and Vincent veered toward it, pulling it open woth his free hand and speaking to Valérian over his shoulder. "I'll see you later, Valérian. Have a good day."
He turned his head back to face forward as he stepped across the threshold, and yelped in surprise and pain as his face connected solidly with the doorframe. The book slipped from his arms as he stumbled back from the door and raised one hand to clutch at his nose, which was hurting like the blazes and spurting excessive amounts of blood, and with his other hand he rummaged rather urgently in his pocket for a handkerchief.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 16:25:17 GMT -5
Valérian wished him a good day as well, but spun as he heard Vincent cry out. Pulling out the handkerchief he kept in his sleeve out of ancient habit, he caught the staggering taller man and in trying to get the handkerchief into Vincent's hand and up to his nose, Valérian got a mouthful of his blood.
He instinctively swallowed, wiping his face with his sleeve. "Vincent! Here, stop flailing," he said sharply, in a note of command he rarely used. He licked his lips again, then tried to stop himself. No, bad idea. Don't get used to the taste of your friend's blood.
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 16:53:11 GMT -5
Vincent went still as he was ordered -- it felt odd to be ordered around by someone so much shorter and physically younger than him -- holding the handkerchiefs, his and his friend's, firmly to his nose to stem the flow of blood. He turned his head and spat a mouthful of blood to one side -- AWAY from Valérian -- and tried to breathe through his mouth.
He turned his head back and looked up at the vampire again, seeing that he was licking his lips, and there was blood on his sleeve. Oh, dear... Valérian must have gotten a faceful of blood. Well, I hope you like type AB.
Vincent watched his friend warily, holding his nose even more firmly, not wanting to rile up his friend's bloodthirst any more than it probably had been already by the first taste. Vincent was in quite the vulnerable position should Valérian decide to attack him.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 17:17:20 GMT -5
Valérian looked at him, disgusted. "I am not going to attack you, Vincent. I never let myself get that hungry."
He stood on his toes, looking closely at the man's nose. "It looks like you broke it. We should probably go find Ellie then."
He blinked, shaking his head. Slowly, he stepped back, shaking his head again. Blinking rapidly, he rubbed at his eyes with his clean hand, trying to see clearly. He staggered back, shaking his head quickly and rubbing at his mouth quickly as if to wipe away the taste. His breathing quickened, his pale eyes growing wide and dominated by the rare darkness of his pupils.
"I'm sorry..." he whispered, though from his actions he wasn't talking to Vincent. "I didn't mean to... I'm sorry!" He rammed into the opposite wall, his eyes staring blankly at something that Vincent couldn't see. He threw his hands up over his face, cowering against the stone. "Non, je suis vraiment desolee..."
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 17:36:59 GMT -5
Vincent nodded at the suggestion of finding Ellie, still pressing the handkerchiefs against his nose. "Good idea."
He looked at the vampire curiously, frowning in confusion as Valérian began acting... well, odd. Shaking his head, rubbing his eyes... suddenly he staggered back, rubbing at his mouth, his eyes widening and his breathing growing rapid. Concerned, Vincent took a few careful steps toward his friend, speaking warily. The vampire seemed frightened of having hurt Vincent.
"It's not your fault, really... it was an acciden--- ...Valérian? Are you alright...?" Now he was cowering against the far wall, whimpering in French, and Vincent could barely understand a word. This was starting to alarm him. What was going on? The last time a vampire had acted oddly like that in front of him, it had been that pervert Conall, on a horrible acid trip.
But... no, that couldn't be the case this time. Conall had drunk from Dubhiarr. Vincent wasn't a mage. Not to his knowledge, at least... But Valérian couldn't possibly be faking something like this. How and why would he? This wasn't making any sense. Easy, Vincent... stay calm. You can handle this. He's not trying to hurt anyone. He's scared. Just don't frighten him, and he'll be fine.
Vincent took a few deep breaths, looking around him to see if there was anyone nearby who could possibly help. A tripping vampire was an unpredictable vampire. Conall had been frightened at first, and then suddenly everything had gone wrong. Vincent did not want that to happen again.
He stopped and stayed where he was, not wanting to scare Valérian by getting too close. What was he going to do?
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 17:48:10 GMT -5
Valérian slowly relaxed, looking at Vincent oddly, but thankfully not as though he was something to eat. His head tilted to the side with a strange grin. "Is your hair usually purple?" he asked, his eyes still dilated. Some of his hair, fallen loose from the leather thong he usually tied it back with, fell into his eyes and made him jump, slamming him back into the wall again. He raised a hand to pull it back, pausing and looking at his hand as if it was completely fascinating.
"Rhythan must have gotten ahold of glitter again," he said wisely, nodding his head. He stopped again, sticking out his tongue as if trying to get rid of a taste. He shook his head slightly, his expression one of confusion. "Something is wrong. Yes?"
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 18:01:46 GMT -5
Vincent nodded slowly, watching Valérian carefully. Thank heavens he was calm again. Acting completely childish, but calm. "No, my hair isn't usually purple... and yes, something is indeed wrong. Though I'm not entirely sure why..."
He stayed where he was, afraid of moving lest he startle the poor vampire. Should he take him to Ellie, or maybe Smoke? Or would it be best if he was just... incapacitated... until the trip ended? There was a closet not far up the hall he could lock Valérian into. Then he could find help, perhaps get his nose looked at, and come back for his friend later on.
"I think you should come with me," he said slowly, holding out a hand very carefully to Valérian.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 21:04:15 GMT -5
Valérian looked at his hand, backing away slowly. "Claws..." he whispered, shaking his head. He put his hands behind his back, taking another step away. He looked at the floor, his brow furrowing in confusion. "That's not right... I can't walk on water..."
Valérian's eyes remained dilated, wide and somewhat blank. He kicked at the stone, still confused. Putting his hand on the wall, he jerked away and looked at it, his expression still oddly confused. "Cold."
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 21:17:38 GMT -5
"It's alright," Vincent told him gently, keeping his voice soft and soothing. "Take my hand. I'll help you." He reached out slowly and gently took the vampire's hand, leading him carefully forward, away from the wall.
Vincent started to guide Valérian slowly toward the closet, feeling rather badly about having to lock him in there while he was obviously not himself. Hopefully he would understand and be forgiving once this was over. He just needed to keep himself and his friend calm in the meantime.
Recalling the song he had sung for Ellie to calm her during her nightmare, he sang it softly again for Valérian. It might not have any effect on what his blood was doing to the vampire, but it might help soothe him. "Nothing's gonna harm you, not while I'm around... Nothing's gonna harm you, no sir, not while I'm around..."
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 21:42:31 GMT -5
Valérian tilted his head to the side, listening. His eyes began to close, though he continued to follow Vincent. "Your hand is fuzzy. Like a wolf's. But... softer. Maybe more like a hound's."
His eyes opened again and he stopped, braced against the floor. "I am not going in there," he announced. "There's something in there. I can hear it breathing."
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 21:51:12 GMT -5
Vincent frowned and looked toward the closet, following Valérian's gaze. He gave a nod and led the vampire further down the hall, looking for an empty classroom to lead him into. "I don't like the sound of it either."
He hummed the melody of "Not While I'm Around" for a few more bars, as it seemed to have a calming effect on his friend's obviously troubled mind. One hand held Valérian's, and the other still held the bloody handkerchiefs to his nose. He carefully lowered them and dabbed gently at his nostrils with a clean corner of the cloth, happy to find that he no longer seemed to be bleeding, though his nose still hurt badly.
Finding a spacious and currently vacant classroom, Vincent carefully led Valérian into it. "You're going to have to stay here for a little while, alright? I'm going to find someone who can help you. I won't be too long." Hopefully.
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 22:01:47 GMT -5
Valérian looked at him with the same odd seriousness Vincent tended to see from Korlian, the look of one who saw more than what was easily seen...
Or perhaps merely what no one else could see because it was not truly there. "Okay. I stay here. You should change your shirt. It looks like you spilled wine on it." He smiled slightly, tilting his head to the side.
He licked his fingers and blinked, looking at it. It tasted like fruit juice, but it looked like... honey? No... He looked more closely at his fingers. Sniffing slightly, he wrinkled his nose. Tasted like fruit juice, looked like honey, smelled like tar. What on earth? He licked at it again, still trying to figure out what he had on his fingers.
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 22:14:38 GMT -5
Vincent cringed in disgust as Valérian began licking his fingers, and moved carefully to stop him. "I really don't think you should be doing that. Probably not a good idea." REALLY not a good idea.
He wiped the vampire's hands carefully on his sleeves, still speaking soothingly as he guided the vampire over to a desk and got him settled down. "How about you just... sit quietly here for a little while, and I'll be right back?"
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Valérian Mervielle-Dion
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Post by Valérian Mervielle-Dion on Apr 30, 2010 22:29:03 GMT -5
Valérian paused, confused. He twitched away from Vincent at first, then settled again. He sat down, his eyes focusing on the desk. His fingers traced the etchings of several years of students. "Okay. I will stay here. What if someone comes in?"
His fingers continued to trace the etchings, over and over. He put his head on the desk, his chin propped forward as he kept tracing the patterns. "The desk is green," he stated, then raised his hand and head and shook his fingers. "It's staining my hand..."
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Vincent Hawk
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 22:37:52 GMT -5
"They won't come in," Vincent assured him, starting to back toward the door. "I'll make sure no one bothers you until I get back. And don't worry about your hand, I'm sure it will wash off. Sit tight. Everything's going to be fine."
He slipped quietly out of the room, closing the door and locking it behind him, then hurried off down the hall in search of someone, anyone who could possibly help. Ellie would be best, he thought, or perhaps Aramis... and Vincent would definitely be paying a visit to Smoke once this was cleared up.
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Post by Aramis Aldin on Apr 30, 2010 23:08:43 GMT -5
Aramis hurried down the halls, his bag hanging from his arms by one broken strap. He'd managed to get it caught on a door, and the straps had snapped. He didn't have time to even try to put them back together, so he rushed with the bag held tightly. If it split, he also thought he was going to cry. This was the third class he was going to be late to-
He stopped short, his eyes growing wide. "P-prof-fessor?" he asked in shock. Shaking his head, he set the bag down and walked over to him, looking closely at his nose. "What did you hit?" he asked, touching it very gently.
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 23:15:58 GMT -5
Vincent halted as Aramis approached him, allowing the boy to examine his nose. "I was just getting to my next class, and I turned around and bashed my face into a doorframe. I'm fairly sure my nose is broken.
"But I have other things to worry about right now. Valérian is on an acid trip after getting a mouthful of my blood by accident, and I don't know how to help him. He shouldn't even have been affected by my blood; to the best of my knowledge I wasn't a mage last week, or yesterday. I'm at a loss," he said faintly. This whole thing was far too confusing.
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Post by Aramis Aldin on Apr 30, 2010 23:27:15 GMT -5
Aramis just looked at him, then focused on his nose again. He took a firm hold on it and jerked the bone back in place, then healed it. "Sorry," he said, wincing as it started bleeding slightly again. Another touch of magic solved that, and he dug through his bag to hand Professor Hawk a clean cloth.
"I am afraid... there is nothing I can do for Professor Mervielle-Dion," Aramis sighed, pronouncing the name with ease. "I have difficult just healing a scratch on a vampire, I certainly cannot do anything about mage-blood. Um... Miss Ellie should be in the infirmary, and I really really need to get to class."
He picked up his broken bag, just as the bell rang. He groaned, his head falling back on his shoulders. "Any chance I could get a note from you for Professor Korlianes? He already doesn't like me, and I'm not really sure why. And now, I am very late."
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 23:33:10 GMT -5
Vincent winced as Aramis forced his nose back into place, wiping his face with the cloth he was given. "Ow. Thank you, I'll go and look for her in a moment. Of course I'll write you a note first. Do you have some paper and a pen I might borrow?"
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Post by Aramis Aldin on Apr 30, 2010 23:42:40 GMT -5
Aramis handed it to him quickly, after rapidly digging through his bag for it. He paused, looking at his hand and mumbling a curse, "Damn, blood." He looked for somewhere to wipe it off, looking a bit frazzled. His hair fell in his face as he knelt, holding the notebook up in Professor Hawk's general direction as he looked for something to clean off his other hand.
"Your nose should be fine, but I would have Miss Ellie look at it just in case. I'm still learning to heal certain things, like noses. Animals aren't that different from people, but they are different enough that I can't always just transfer the feeling," he said distantly, holding his slightly bloodied hand awkwardly. He really didn't want to get it onto anything, and going to class with blood on his shirt was probably a bad idea.
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Post by Vincent Hawk on Apr 30, 2010 23:50:31 GMT -5
Vincent used the cloth to wipe Aramis' hand clean a little awkwardly with his left hand, using his right hand to write a brief note in the notebook, explaining that Aramis was late for class because he had been detained while healing Vincent's broken nose.
Vincent signed the note and handed Aramis the pen. "Thank you again. I hope Silvius lets you off. And now I really need to find Ellie and get Valérian properly looked after. Wish me luck!" He skirted around Aramis and hurried away in the direction of the infirmary, hoping Ellie would actually be there. The sooner Valérian was restored to a normal state of mind, the better.
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