[ souji is far from someone who needs help, but as soon as the first few drops hit the ground, that's when he knew he's in trouble. the last time he'd had a single drop of blood to drink had been—he can't even remember, weeks ago, it feels like months ago even more so now. the hunger twists and turns, grabs his chest in a vice-like grip that he almost suffocates.
he tries to steady himself, settles his hand against the wall to keep himself standing but the pain is already unbearable. it's no good like this, he has to find saitou before he loses his mind completely, green eyes shifting back and forth between their natural shades and red. he can already feel himself turning too, so he needs to leave, he needs to—
there's someone up ahead. someone he actually recognizes.
this is really bad. ]
You...
[ his voice is strained with the effort it takes him to handle the ache. he doesn't think he can say much more than that. ]
of all the people to come across, she wasn't quite expecting him. but as yuuki makes eye contact with him, she's scared for him, because he needs to leave, why is he—
—no, the sound of his voice. is he...? something's wrong and for all of her fears of hurting him, there's a bigger fear of her doing nothing and okita suffering from that, too. she shifts, forcing herself to push away from the wall to follow it to close the distance between them. ]
Okita-san, what's wrong!
[ it does start to replay subconsciously in the back of her mind, the slow rewinding to recall her conversation with kondou and what he'd told her on their first meeting, but for the moment it's not clicking. ]
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screams at this
he tries to steady himself, settles his hand against the wall to keep himself standing but the pain is already unbearable. it's no good like this, he has to find saitou before he loses his mind completely, green eyes shifting back and forth between their natural shades and red. he can already feel himself turning too, so he needs to leave, he needs to—
there's someone up ahead. someone he actually recognizes.
this is really bad. ]
You...
[ his voice is strained with the effort it takes him to handle the ache. he doesn't think he can say much more than that. ]
omgomg (quietly slips in a game tag for you)
of all the people to come across, she wasn't quite expecting him. but as yuuki makes eye contact with him, she's scared for him, because he needs to leave, why is he—
—no, the sound of his voice. is he...? something's wrong and for all of her fears of hurting him, there's a bigger fear of her doing nothing and okita suffering from that, too. she shifts, forcing herself to push away from the wall to follow it to close the distance between them. ]
Okita-san, what's wrong!
[ it does start to replay subconsciously in the back of her mind, the slow rewinding to recall her conversation with kondou and what he'd told her on their first meeting, but for the moment it's not clicking. ]