Astral Projection event (day 8)

[fancy-shooting.livejournal.com]

[Those who had been "affected" finally detect a change. It's a sensation of being pulled. Wherever they are, no matter how far from it, they suddenly find themselves forcefully yanked back into their bodies, and the connection is reestablished at long last. All the people that fell a week ago are waking up...]

((Event end! The "affected" are now back in their bodies. ...But if something happened to the body during the week, they have to deal with it. There's no magic healing.))

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[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs, pulling away from his own Vamp in order to fetch the keys to the chains binding his captive to the couch. He then sits on his lap, perhaps brushing a little closer than necessary as he unlocks them. He brushes his lips against his ear, but it's so that he can whisper something to him.]

...I apologize for keeping you chained up like this.

[He didn't really have any particular grudge against this one, after all. Honestly, there was nobody in the Nexus anymore that he felt strongly about either way, except for his own Vamp.]

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

[If his alternate hadn't been there, watching, Vamp probably would have tried to attack Jack when he released him from the chains. As it is, he just sneers at the apology before standing on shaky legs. Damn, his ass is sore from sitting there so long.]

Where are my weapons?

[He does some stretches to try and get the feeling back in his legs and butt.]

[knivesandblood.livejournal.com]

[While that's going on, the other Vamp realizes that he badly needs a shower and a change of clothes. He decides to work on that, figuring Jack can join him if he wants after.]

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[Jack goes over to the drawer where he kept Vamp's weapons, then sidles up to him and, once again, gets a little close. This time, however, he moves around behind him; and slams the dull edge of Vamp's crotch knife to the weak spot at the back of his head.]

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't see it coming and ends up collapsing in a heap after being knocked out. What a great way to end a terrible few days.]

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[Too bad Jack doesn't have much sympathy. He picks him up, slinging him over his shoulder.]

I'll be back soon, Adrian.

[And with that, he leaves to dump Vamp in the lobby. He leaves his knives under the couch he places him on, writes him a note telling him where they are, places it in his hand and then goes back home. He proceeds to undress and climb into the shower with his own Vamp at that point, wrapping his arms around his waist from behind and nipping at his neck.]

He's gone~

[knivesandblood.livejournal.com]

Good. [He doesn't really want to talk about that situation much, figuring it'd be best to let that just be forgotten.]

Mm... it's nice to be able to feel again.

[And now he can feel all of Jack against his back, though it's those teeth at his neck that give him the greatest distraction again.]

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

I can imagine.

[He continues to kiss his neck, then moves onto his shoulder.]

But don't worry about that now~

[knivesandblood.livejournal.com]

I won't waste my time with worry~

[Not now anyway. For now, he'll enjoy the attention and continue scrubbing himself with soap- over a week without a shower is not a pleasant thing.]

But I do think we stick together for some time to make sure nothing else happens.

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[Jack had been far too relieved to care about the fact that he hadn't showered for a week, and he isn't letting it stop him from nibbling at his skin either. At least his shoulders were clean by now. He takes the soap from him, running it over his stomach for him.]

[knivesandblood.livejournal.com]

[He allows Jack to take over the soap, instead just leaning back against him with a sigh of pleasure in response to his attentions. He doesn't expect he should get used to this special attention, so he wants to savor it as much as possible.]

Mm~

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

[It doesn't take him long to start dragging the soap over his hips, and then his thighs. He lets his thumb brush over his skin in its wake, his other hand running up and down his side.]

Enjoying yourself~?

[knivesandblood.livejournal.com]

Quite a lot, actually~

[And seeing as they're naked in the shower, there really can be no questioning that statement. Truly, he doesn't need much provocation at all to enjoy himself if he's sharing a shower with Jack.]

[sinsofliberty.livejournal.com]

Good~

[He pulls back slightly to turn him so he's facing him, then continues to rub soap against his inner thighs as he nips at his jawline.]

[knivesandblood.livejournal.com]

[Now facing Jack, his hands don't stay idle for long. He determines that every inch of that skin needs to be touched again, and soon starts on that goal while Jack becomes increasingly intimate with his washing.]

Another benefit of being human, hm? [Because he could get in the shower as a cyborg, but there's really no point. This wouldn't be nearly as interesting either.]

[still-a-rookie.livejournal.com]

[Snake finds his missing roommate unconscious in the lobby, to his alarm. A quick check of the room shows no signs of traps or enemies; he moves to assess Vamp's status and try to wake him.]

Vamp. Vamp, get up.

Wow my typoing knows no bounds tonight

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

[Snake's voice manages to rouse him fairly quickly; his state of unconsciousness turned more into sleep at some point.]

...Hm? [He blinks his eyes open, then turns his head to face the younger man.]

Where am I?

Your fingers are tired from that paper

[still-a-rookie.livejournal.com]

Lobby.

[He gives Vamp a small smile, relieved to find the man in relatively good health.]

Was looking for you.

I shudder to think of all the typos that are probably in there

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

Lobby? How did I get...

[He then notices the note in his hand telling him about the knives under the couch.]

...Ah. [His nanos have cleared up any injuries he might have sustained, though he looks less than ideal since he'd only been able to feed off of his own blood for the past few days and hadn't been given any showers or shaves.]

Apologies, I tried to contact you but my phone was destroyed.

Easy solution - Stop Thinking 8D

[still-a-rookie.livejournal.com]

[Snake backs off a bit so Vamp has room to get his weapons and stand.]

What happened?

Wouldn't that be nice :T

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

[He gets to his feet first, though it's a bit awkward after spending so much time sitting and then being knocked out again.]

A version of Raiden was lonely with the disappearance of his version of myself, so he decided to use me as a replacement.

[Now he bends down to grab his knives, replacing them in their proper sheathes.]

Booze helps

[still-a-rookie.livejournal.com]

[A frown. The other Vamp had mentioned a version of Raiden who was supposedly dangerous, but he hadn't insinuated that the man would be a kidnapper.]

Which version was it?

[There's a soft growl in his voice. Snake tends to be protective of what is his; he wouldn't be too opposed to teaching a Raiden not to stray to his territory.]

it probably would not help my paper though xD

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

Hard to say. He was a cyborg for most of the time, but became human later. I'm unsure which is his natural state.

[He's bitter about not being given a chance to fight. A bit embarrassed by the whole situation too.]

What I am sure of is that he's extremely unpleasant and if I see him again he's going to have to answer to my blades.

[still-a-rookie.livejournal.com]

And my gun.

[He reaches his hand out to Vamp's arm, steadying him.]

You take any damage?

[undeadblade.livejournal.com]

Depending on his state, a gun might not be particularly useful.

[And he knows how skilled Raiden is, he doesn't want Snake to go and get himself killed for him.]

Not really... although I need to clean up badly. [There's also some dried blood on his arms and clothes from when he'd bitten himself in a deliberate attempt to make a mess.]