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Akatsuki Kain ([personal profile] flamesofprotection) wrote in [community profile] imperturbatus2016-03-02 10:35 pm

2nd flame

Office/Arithmancy Classroom/Quidditch Pitch/Library

[Akatsuki has been more tired than usual. It had been quite a long time since they had arrived to Hogwarts and he hadn't had a single blood tablet after that because they had none with them. Of course he could have fed from Aidou, but he wanted to avoid that as much as possible since feeding on a fellow vampire usually only brought more hunger.

Needless to say, he had gotten very agitated and red-eyed a few nights ago, when the air was filled with the scent of blood. To control his urges, he had closed himself into his room, refusing to really meet with anyone.

Unfortunately, he still had his job. So actually staying in control of his feelings and trying to seem the same as always was very tiring.

So he was sleeping in places like his office, on in the classroom right after his classes, in the library or even in the audience seats in the quidditch pitch when he wanted some fresh air. Not the best places to sleep in, but it usually wasn't his choice. Except maybe his office and the audience seats.]
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Quidditch Pitch

[personal profile] fireredspear 2016-03-02 09:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sano's making his way to the pitch, seeing as he needs to inspect the changing rooms and defrost the brooms yet again, one of his many responsibilities (arguably the groundskeeper could do them as well, but he didn't want to subject Jirou to potentially more sunlight, or else that thing might happen again and his wrist hasn't healed fully yet), but when he enters the stadium, he notices he's not the only one there.

Someone's sleeping on one of the benches. It makes him frown. Seriously, what were beds for?! As he comes closer he recognizes one of the newer teachers, Akatsuki. The one who Jirou said seemed knowledgeable and responsible. Well watch him, sleeping the day awake. No doubt a result of a long night.]


Hey! [He gently, but firmly rattles the guy awake.] Wake up.

[He scratches his head, unintentionally revealing the bandages around his wrist.]

I'm sorry but I can't let you sleep here. If you're tired, take a nap in your bed, or office.
fireredspear: (wut?)

[personal profile] fireredspear 2016-03-02 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
[Among all the things Akatsuki could have given a a reply, Sano does honestly not expect that one. For a moment his mind completely blanks out, only for all the alarm bells resound a second later.]

I... he... WHAT?!

[He smells... of... Jirou? He's so panicked, that it doesn't even cross his mind at that moment to question how on earth was Akatsuki able to smell such a thing, currently more bothered by the gaze that wanders from his face to his bandaged wrist and immediately he yanks the sleeve of his rolled up shirt down. Smooth move. Couldn't be more obvious, could he?

He doesn't notice how he's taking a step back, mind reeling about WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO NOW. It's finally starting to dawn on him what a predicament he's found himself in. If Akatsuki can tell... he must be obviously too... What if unbeknowst to him, there is some kind of a social rule, that once a vampire feeds on you, it's like a consent, or a general invitation.

... And shit, wasn't his dear friend SUPPOSED TO TELL HIM THESE THINGS.

... Oh Merlin's shriveled sacks. What if Zelman could tell?!]


I...

[He wonders if there's some kind of explanation he could give, but once again, he finds the truth being the best option.]

He was exhausted. Not in the way that sleep could have fixed, so I... I couldn't let a friend suffer.
fireredspear: (gentle)

[personal profile] fireredspear 2016-03-02 10:04 pm (UTC)(link)
[The arithmancy teacher doesn't seem to be about to jump on Sano's neck and the redhead searches Akatsuki's eyes for any kind of lie, pretense, or trap, but doesn't find any, which causes him to finally relax and release his wrist from the death clutch of his hand.]

I figured it was the better option, than him eventually jumping on a student.

[His gut, combined with a hint of legilimency tell him, he can trust Akatsuki's words. No matter how they looked at it, the man had been pretty responsible, good-natured and level-headed until now, and gave next to none reason to warrant uch a reaction as Sano gave him earlier.]

I'm sorry I freaked out on you. You caught me off guard there.

[He admits with a sheepish smile. Rare occurrence, but undeniable. Still... It's too easy to catch the glimpse of red shooting through Akatsuki's eyes and Sano's look wanders to his wrist again.]

... Does it bother you?
fireredspear: (sigh)

[personal profile] fireredspear 2016-03-02 10:57 pm (UTC)(link)
Definitely. I can't deny that. Though you shouldn't have to be the one to tell me.

[Now that the shock is worn off, he's slowly coming to the realization that Jirou told him actually very little. In fact, it felt like his friend hadn't bothered to inform him about anything at all. Aside of 'Intense feelings', which yeah, okay, fair enough, had been really intense. But he could deal later with Jirou. First things first. There were a few things he absolutely needed to know.]

Is there anyone else in this school aside you [and Zelman, damnit], who can tell?

['Endure'... Once again, Sano quietly wonders how long exactly does 'endure' last. ... Does he offer again? Is that the right thing to do? He only offered Jirou, because the groundskeeper was a friend and had looked really bad that night and Sano couldn't have taken the risk of endangering the students. Didn't the same arguments count in this case? He might be the only person to know, aside the headmistress... though he couldn't know that for sure. Maybe Akatsuki had his own way of getting the necessary blood...]

Is there anything I can do to help?

[He ends up asking, because while it's not a direct offer, if he's the only one they can turn to, he has very little choice, if he doesn't want to subject anyone else to it.]
fireredspear: (thought)

[personal profile] fireredspear 2016-03-10 09:38 pm (UTC)(link)
[Hanabusa Aidou, the new DADA teacher, Sano remembers and nods in acknowledgement. Honestly, if he didn’t feel so run over, he would have laughed at the irony of a vampire teaching Defense against the dark arts. The Ministry of Magic Department of the Regulation of Magical Beasts and the Beings division had to be pulling their hair. Especially some of those racist assholes working there (not all of them, though).]

Alright then. Thank you for telling me.

[It’s also relieving to know that they haven’t found out about Zelman yet, because that might have been a problem. It’s also relieving to hear he doesn’t have to go through that experience again so soon, especially with someone he barely knows. Not that it would have been a problem per se, but he still hasn’t settled his thoughts about it.]

Honestly though, if you need my help, let me know.

[He might be relieved, but the student’s safety ranked above that. If it came to the worst, he wanted to make sure Kain knew they could ask for his assistance. Of any kind.]
fireredspear: (headband)

[personal profile] fireredspear 2016-03-23 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
I'll hold you to those words.

[Sano says with a smile, feeling a little calmer with that promise, but still. There are things you couldn't control, or could lose control over. And Sano wanted the guy to know, that before that happened, they could come to him. But for now, it seems fine as things are.]

I better get going. Those brooms ain't gonna defrost themselves. See ya 'round.

[He gives the vampire a casual wave before walking off]