Unfortunate Souls

[Sunao]

Like hell it wouldn't.
Sunao's breath came fast like an animal preparing for a fight-or-flight reaction, tensing and trying to pull away as Mina rested her hand on his fuzzy neck.

Restrained and the promise of pain... Ah the old familiar places. Pink eyes shut tight in taut resignation, but Sunao was practically quivering with the need to run and escape.

[Collette]

Collette let out a tiny sqeuak and turned a shade paler beneath her fur. While she could look at most of the mutations here, the thought of actually watching one creature drink another's blood... The cocker sprinted on down the passage, ignoring the miserable voice that called her name from one of the cages, only slowing when she was out of sight of the scene. Her pulse pumped rapidly, and the pup took a long moment to steady herself, smoothing down her long ears. Once satisfied that she looked practically unpeturbed by what she'd almost seen, the circus mascot continued on her way, nails keeping up their incessant clicking on the cold floor.

...she needed a bath to steady her nerves.

[Droite]

Droite had silently been watching what was going on, her hand subconsciously bringing her tail closer to her body and smoothing the feathers out as best she could as her eyes widened. Sunao was about to be fed upon by a vampire. Droite didn't know if it was some kind of bizarre dream or if it was reality, but either way she couldn't take her eyes off of what was happening. Her breath caught in her throat as she watched. Droite didn't want to just sit there in her cage being unable to do anything. She wanted to do something! ...Still, Mina was a fellow member of the cast and so was Sunao even if he was just a sideshow cast member. There was nothing she could do about it.

"I-Isn't there anyone else she could feed on?" Crona wondered, barely bringing his voice up past a murmur. He at least considered Sunao some kind of friend. After all, he had stuck up for him before. The idea of his friend being fed upon by a vampire didn't exactly strike Crona as a good one. But what could he do? Ragnarok wasn't saying anything, that fact alone bothering Crona more than he liked to admit, and Crona didn't know what he could do to try and help. So he just stayed where he was, watching the ongoing scene with his usual frightened sort of expression. Idly he wondered if vampires would be effected by black blood... only an idle thought. He doubted he would ever be the one Mina fed upon.

[Mina Murray]

Mina gently placed her lips on the pink haired boys neck, feeling his pulse quicken under her lips. Then she quickly bit down and began to lap up his blood running her tonge over and over the wound carefully. Trying to be as gentle as she as she could be, restraining herself for his sake.
She knew what the others probally thought of her. A blood drinking monster. But that wasn't who she was not really not deep down inside.

"He doesn't taste quite as good as Hyde." She
thought. "He tastes more like oranges and steak. Hyde though..."
She let out a sigh and a small shudder thinking of Hydes blood. "Hydes blood is salty, sweet, and savory all in one."
She let go of the boys neck and looked at him carefully.

"How are you feeling?" She asked concerned that she might have taken to much from him already.

[Sunao]

(And this is funny because Sunao's favorite flavor? Orange. Yeah.)

A quiet exclamation followed the bite into Sunao's throat, and his eyes narrowed to the barest slivers. As blood flowed from his wound to Mina's mouth Sunao felt himself becoming more and more light-headed and weak, held up only by the woman feasting on him.

Mina's question was answered only with a mute glare.

[Mina Murray]

Mina took the boys silence as a sign to go on. Mina bit him again, hitting a vein so that she wouldn't have to suck on him quite as hard.
Her other hand went to the other side of his neck, making sure that his pulse was at least steady. The pink haired boys pulse had slowed down somewhat but at least it hadn't gotten dangerously slow. He would probally just get somewhat light headed for the rest of the night.
"Hyde never got dizzy..." Mina thought. "But then again he probally has enough blood in him for five men."

[Sunao]

As Mina struck again, Sunao let out a muffled cry in surprise, now beginning to struggle weakly in her grip. He'd thought the vampire had finished...!
Unable to move his hands, Sunao kicked out with his legs, trying to yank his head away from Mina. His efforts quickly drained him of already-depleting strength though, lasting only for a few seconds. The boy's eyelids fell until only a sliver of pink was visible. His vision seemed smudged with black, the creeping of a dead faint coming on.

[Crona]

"Th-That's enough!" Crona finally cried out, having taken all he could of watching Sunao be made a snack of. "I... I don't know if he can d-deal with much more. P-Please." Crona continued, his voice growing just a bit softer than it had initially been. He seemed surprised by his own outburst. Was he really willing to stick his neck out for someone he barely knew? Well, it seemed that way. Then again, Sunao had done the same for him. Crona felt it was time he returned the favor.

"Way to stick your neck out there, wimpy." Ragnarok remarked. "If this gets you made into a snack, though, it's your own damn fault." he added. Color seemed to drain from Crona's features just a little as Ragnarok said this. He hadn't thought of that.

[Mina Murray]

"Th-That's enough!" Crona's shouting brought Mina back to reality. She quickly pushed Suano away from her, back against the farther side of the cage and quickly moved farther away from him.

Ashamed how she had lost control, if Crona hadn't shouted at her...he would probally be dead.
"I'm sorry," Mina said not looking up at anyone. "I...I'm not used to feeding on smaller people. Until now I've only fed on Mr. Hyde."
She could feel a few tears well up in her eyes. She slid down the cage so that she was sitting, pulling her knees to her chest.
"I don't like being like this...feeding on others. But I don't have a choice"

[Crona]

Crona wasn't sure of what to say in that moment. He could hardly believe that he had been able to save Sunao at that moment. If he had let his timidness take control again, the other pink-haired boy surely would have lost his life. Crona was thankful he had at least been able to keep that from happening. "I-It's not your fault..." Crona finally said. "N-None of us what to be like we are right now. Th-that's why..."

Crona let his sentence trail off as Gauche returned at last with quite a bit of food from around the circus in her arms. "Sorry it took a bit longer than I expected. I wasn't sure what..." Gauche herself trailed off when she caught sight of Sunao in Mina's cage, pink eyes widening slightly. What had happened while she was gone? "What happened?" the redhead asked, trying to remain calm. She couldn't let it be known that she was bothered by this. She just couldn't.

[Hawely Griffin]

Unseen, and un-noticed by the others Griffin sat in the corner of the tent. Naken and sitting on a barrel and watching the others amusedly. Particularly Miss Mina Murray, he grinned watching his his now mutated ex-teammate crying.

It made him feel oh so chipper, better than when he had made her grovel for mercy.
"Ahhehehe..." He snickered not moving an inch but allowing his prescence to be known. "Miss Murray..I've never known you to cry over a little bit of spilt blood."

[Mina Murray]

Mina stopped making a sound at that, she stood still and looked around slowly. Trying to detect the slightest movement in her surroundings.
"Griffin..." Mina said quietly. "So, you're here as well?" She looked around at the cages. Most were full of visible occupents, and only two appeared to be empty.
Could he be in those?
If she could get him talking again she could probally pinpoint his location.
"I would've thought after betraying the whole of humanity, and surviving Mr. Hyde, you'd be smart and hide under a rock the rest of your miserable life."

[Hawely Griffin]

"Ahehehehe, I did too. Until I found this circus." Giffin said carefully moving off his seat and moving towards the woman, careful not to give away his positon.
"They found my unique talent quite a boon...and didn't mind my past exploits at all. And all I have to do is sit here, watch you freaks, and report any suspicious goings on."
Griffin leaned closer to the cage looking at the pink haired boy.

"I say, Miss Mina, you did do quite a number on him. He might even be dead and if so....what does that make you? Ahehehe..."

[Sheik]

Unsupported and barely conscious, Sunao sagged to the ground in a still-bleeding heap. A stoic Sheik stepped into the cage and seized him by the ponytail, pulling him to his feet and hauling him out. A clang rang through the catacombs as she kicked Mina's door closed, and the girl turned. A shocked expression appeared in her eyes as they paused over the spot where Griffin sat. Her free hand went up to her eyes in a facepalm-like gesture and she turned away, making a noise most definitely like clearing her throat.

"Put some pants on." There wasn't much that could deceive Sheikah eyesight.

Sunao had no objections to being hauled around by the crown of his head, pink hair fisted in Sheik's hand - even if he did, they would have been too weak and muffled to be mentionable. The boy was thrown unceremoniously into his own cage, where he laid still as a corpse even when the metal bars slammed closed behind him.

[Hawely Griffin]

"Alright, alright." Griffin muttered. "But only while you're here. Otherwise it'd make my job bloody difficult to do.

Griffin walked over and took a pair of pants out from behind the barrel and slid them on. To everyone else in the tent it appeared like there was a pair of talking floating pants.
"I suppose I should introduce myself. I'm Hawely Griffin, and I'll be watching you lot from now on."
He then walked back to Mina's cage, making sure he was just out of reach.

"My my Mina...you've certainly changed since I've seen you last? I'm not sure if that's better or worse....then again the last time I saw you you were face down in a pool of your own blood and vomit. Isn't that right you stuck up little b*tch."

If anyone could see him they would see a wide sadistic grin growing across his face.