016: Come back from the dead... again [backdated to morning after murder/mayhem!]

[ra_ra_razputin]

[Suddenly, Raz shoots up out of bed.]

VAMPIRES!

[He blinks, realizing that he's in his bed and not out in the middle of the street. Did he just have a dream?

Or did something... get him...

He vaguely remembered seeing a bright light and feeling a quick shot of pain, and then... nothing. If it weren't for Westport, he might have written it off as a bizarre dream. But he knew what that felt like now, thanks to those creepy hazmat suit guys. Something got him again, and just like before he hadn't even seen it coming. That was... discouraging, to say the least.

Still, he got himself out of bed, got dressed (just like before) and went to the nearest phone.]

-

...What day is it?

Comments

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Seriously, you don't have a calender or anything?

Tuesday.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

H-hey, coming back to life is disorienting, okay?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, I'm sure it's-



...Wait, what?

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Oh.

You're new, aren't you?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Been here about a month to the day.

...I heard about the death thing, but I didn't really believe it. Even after the Soviet thing, I thought it could've been some kind of trick. But you're friggin' seriously telling me you died?

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I never died before I came here, but it just feels like it's real, ya know?

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

Kinda-sorta. I'm not particularly fond of trying to guess what is or isn't real. And I'm not in a big rush to find out if it REALLY feels like dying.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Oh believe me, I wasn't in any kind of hurry to find out, either. It just snuck up on me. Twice.

[godisachild.livejournal.com]

....Damn kid.

That blows.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Tuesday. Something happen last night?

[Lucas refrains from asking directly about Wallachia, though he is suspicious.]

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

I, uh, I think I might've died.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

. . . Was it a blonde man with red eyes and an annoying cackle?

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

I didn't see who got me, actually, it happened too fast. There was a lady with me, though. I hope she's okay, at least... maybe she saw him?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Oh. I think the Night of Wallachia was out hunting last night. That's what he calls himself, anyway.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Is he a vampire, by chance? The lady I saw right before it happened said vampires were causing it.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

I think so.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

Then it must've been him!

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

He's been bothering me ever since I got here. I guess he finally decided to carry out his threats.

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

...You think Grady'll do something?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

He'd like it if we started hurting each other, wouldn't he?

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

You got a point there. I guess he'll just start laughing at us, then, the big jerk.

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Then again, if we could get him to attack Grady . . .

[ra-ra-razputin.livejournal.com]

You think we could? And he could stand a chance?

[a-gentle-boy.livejournal.com]

Probably not, but at least he'd be brainwashed and not attacking anyone else.