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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Strider_Koln" data-source="post: 4640895" data-attributes="member: 78265">Koln hears the laughing echoing in his ears, so loud to him it's painful, even the bag is having a good laugh at his expense! He contemplates turning, his fists shaking in anger, those ungrateful bastards! He just saved the entire store from Count Chocula, and they laugh at him?! No...Koln remembers, no that was not reality... Embaressed Koln starts to briskly walk, then run out of their sight, turning a corner and sitting under a tree. He takes off his hat as he places Socrates on his shoulder. Looking up at the waning moon, obscured by the bare branches of the tree, he wonders how long must he suffer until it all stops...Perhaps he should head back, although the night is still young, he is too filled with self-loathing to do anything else. He just wants to be with his friends and shut his eyes for another day. As if God were listening, his wish is immediately granted, a large yellow bus with the name of Clover's school pulls up in front of Koln. As it hisses to a stop and its doors swing open, he could have sworn he saw smoke or fog escape from the inside. Strangely, the inside of the bus is not lit, but it does not matter. Gripping the railing Koln steps onto the bus. The driver greets him, a pale man with sharp facial features. He wears a red collared shirt with the nametag "Fred" and dark green khakis. Koln nods, almost bowing, happy to meet the driver, someone who is not laughing at him, someone whom he can trust for now...He lets his weight drop lazily into a seat, and as he does he hears giggling behind him. Cautious, he turns his head, noticing a young girl, about Clover's age, smiling at Koln and trying not to make it look obvious that she's looking at him through her red hair. Koln just politely smiles back and looks away, rather angry inside that she's laughing too. The entire ride was rather uncomfortable, he can sense the girl staring daggers into the back of his head, but he lets out a sigh of relief as Clover's university starts to come into view. He feels his pockets, making sure he didn't forget anything, and notices that his shuriken pouch feels slightly lighter. Upon opening it and counting he notices that he now has 19 shurikens, one mysteriously missing.  He shrugs, standing up only to fall back down from the force of the bus as it speeds past the school, the driver seemingly having floored it!Koln growls angrily, about to shout at the driver that he just blew past the school when he is stopped, the girl having now just falling onto his lap and coiling her arms around him, quite literally! In a panic, Koln tries to stand, but he can't, somehow this girl is overpowering him, looking at him mockingly with her head tilted, neck bare and exposed to his fanged mouth. "Do it" she pleades... then commands "BITE ME! I WILL MAKE YOU SIN!"Koln fumbles for his shurikens, hoping they'd scare her enough to get her to back away, but they are absent, and so is Socrates!The girl lets out a strange, deep laughter as the bus now rumbles offroad, and speeding through what appears to be a barren desert, lighting piercing the sky overhead, soon striking the ground with such force that it creates hellish craters all around the bus. Fortunately, Fred seems like a good driver, able to dodge the emerging craters as they're created in the sand and rock."C'mon Koln... bite me." She pleades again, this time in Ruby's voice... Angered, Koln finds the energy to stand, pushing her to the floor of the bus as he rises. The driver stands as does Koln, both focused on ending one another. Just as Koln reaches for his whip, the girl surprises him from behind, pushing her arm into Koln's open growling mouth, laughing in his ear as he is forced to drink in her blood.He shuts his eyes, not wanting to show how much he needed this... how much it fills him, how the more he drinks, the more the ugly images around him face away. With a last wild maniacal screech that seems to come out from thin air followed by a silence the dream ends. He opens his eyes to realize that he has just sunk his fangs deep into the neck of a dying doe. He must have "sleepwalked" some distance from the tree, although the road is still visible. He takes cover behind a nearby bush, returning his fangs to the wound, ripping, tearing, biting, sucking, and finishing his meal in pathetic self-loathing while denying the inherent high.After he has had his fill, and wiping his chin with the back of his hand, he hears a squeak behind him, Socrates looking up at Koln with wide black eyes. "I know... but you understand. Thank you..." He takes Socrates in his hands, nuzzling him and placing him on his shoulder. "Let's go home now..."</blockquote>

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