, ; The One That Had Been There To Protect Him From All Of The BAD And SCARY Things That This World

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑨𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆, 𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒉𝒂𝒅 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒐𝒏𝒆; the one that had been there to protect him from all of the BAD and SCARY things that this world had to throw at them. In his mind, his brother was invincible; that together, the two of them could do ANYTHING. Even that day when things when wrong in that rainy amusement park; he had the FULL CONFIDENCE that his brother would overcome those stupid vampires and that he would survive the danger that was thrown at him.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤYet here were the two of them now; one of them relatively unharmed but the other's life in grave danger. Those terrified blue eyes could see nothing but RED all over. He HATED the color red. Red brought nothing but pain and suffering. There was SO MUCH red.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤBrother ! Brother, you HAVE to keep your eyes open, PLEASE !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWhat should he DO ? He wasn't strong enough to lift his brother up onto his dog. He was just a tiny, sickly Parisian orphan. A panicked glance falls behind them; settling upon the two vampires fighting it out with the current threat. In any other circumstance, he would have gladly went along with KILLING anything that hurt his brother. Now thoughㅤ—ㅤnow wasn't the time for the gratuitous violence.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤYou IDIOTS ! Don't you think it'd be a good time to retreat ? ! We can kill that thing LATER !ㅤ❜

@indeliblepromise asked for a Starter (mikhail)

He could barely move. No matter how much he tried to force his tired and broken body to just simply move, nothing was listening to him. In the distance, he could somewhat make out the sound of Jeanne and Noe fighting something, something that he should be helping them with, and yet all he could do was lay there in the snow, watching as more of the white was dyed steadily red, a shuddering breath let out as the cold started to settle in. At least he'd managed to protect Misha...that was all that really mattered right...though he did wish that his brother would stop looking at him with such fear in his eyes. This was hardly the worst state Vanitas had found himself in...he'd survive...he had to. But even now, it was getting harder and harder to keep his eyes open, his usual bright eyes already seeming to have dulled into a misty sort of grey.

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉 𝒈𝒆𝒆𝒛ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑. At least the man seemed to be more angry at his supposed COWORKER than him. Deep down, he was hoping that things would stay that way.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤUpon his question, the bellboy remains quiet for a brief moment as he gave it some thought. Come to think of it, there WAS a woman lingering around the Reverie's lobby that fit that description.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI believe that woman was waiting around in the Reverie's lobby ! I'm not certain if she's still here thoughㅤ—ㅤthe staff DIDN'T seem to want to let her in !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI can't really give out other people's room numbers without their consentㅤ—ㅤbut I can ACCOMPANY you to the front desk so you can ask if you'd like !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThat was assuming the woman HAD a room reservedㅤ—ㅤwhich there was a very real chance she did not.

starters from hercules! / accepting

@indeliblepromise: " you sure this is the right place ? " ( Misha to Elijah ! )

He looks around, checks the room number and punches the door a couple times, hurting his hand in the process, then sucking in air through his teeth, as he'd hate to get smacked again for teaching a child to swear.

"If she gave me the wrong number on purpose, I swear to all Aeons in existence..." Eli takes a deep breath.

"That's fine, that's fine, I'm not mad at all... have you seen a lady wearing black and red, has white hair, and has some sorta pig creature with her? She's uh... a coworker of mine."

꒰১ ✦ : ˚ʚ 【 @octtobcr 】 ɞ˚ : ✦ ໒꒱

╰ ꒰১ cont. from 「 X 」

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑼𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚, 𝑬𝒕𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒃𝒔𝒐𝒍𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒍𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒅𝒐𝒈. But sometimes, she did doㅤ—ㅤdog things. Even if he had wondered what those STRANGE DECORATIONS were for; he hadn't been thinking of targeting that particular house or its owner for any reason. He didn't THINK any vampires were there or that it held anything of real value.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBUTㅤ—ㅤclearly, Etoilé did not like those strange decorations for some weird reason or another that only dogs could understand. Now, he was staring at those ruined decorations; wondering what he should do. He probably SHOULD just leave, shouldn't he ?

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤBefore he could however, a hand grabs at his own; dragging him off to the side. Radiant blue eyes find themselves settling on a woman who was obviously quite UPSET.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤOh, and THIS wasn't even his fault this time ! Sort of.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤUhhhhㅤ—ㅤNOTHING in particular ?ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThat was a particularly POOR answer. But it technically was the truth.