conquistador: ♕™™™ ™eskimo (The ivory forces of the Barrier Savior)
♔ españa ([personal profile] conquistador) wrote in [community profile] rakuen2012-02-20 02:35 am
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Characters: Kamui, Spain, South Italy
Format: [action]
This log is: *closed*
Location: Fortitude campus
Summary: A night attack, a disagreement between partners, and drama.
Warnings: Character death
( When the day is over and night has fallen on Rakuen, Spain searches Fortitude campus. They were room mates but he hadn't seen Romano all day. Where could he be? Spain thinks that it's a large and unfamiliar place so perhaps Romano got lost. Worried, Spain tries to find his friend before he gets in trouble. . . )
chigi: (Keep running away.)

[personal profile] chigi 2012-02-21 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
[Why can't you just eat pizza like a regular person?

Romano is held down, weaker than the other man and steadily readying his prayers-- except he can't seem to remember the words.

He can't speak, the best he can do is try to make enough noise that maybe someone else can hear. Spain... Antonio, hear him! Save him!]
unbridledfangs: (hand thrust forward in final farewell. ✚)

[personal profile] unbridledfangs 2012-02-21 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Because he sparkles.

Pressing Romano against the floor and using his weight to keep him pinned, Kamui makes sure he can't get away before raising his free hand. As his claws extend, all five "fangs" bared in a single instant, his yellow eyes are clear in the darkness, moreso because he's looking directly into Romano's.

There isn't an ounce of remorse or pleasure in what he's about to do. In fact, it looks like Kamui doesn't feel much emotion about this act, which probably begs the question of why?]


Thank you. [Is all he says, voice quiet and composed despite the earlier chase, before he makes a quick slash across the nation's throat, merciful enough to at least make his death quick before he lowers his lips to the cut... and sucks.]
Edited 2012-02-21 06:47 (UTC)
chigi: (really?)

oh were you guys waiting for me...

[personal profile] chigi 2012-02-21 09:04 am (UTC)(link)
[By the time Spain gets to him, Romano is already slipping away.

He barely has any time to think as the blood is seeping from him too fast.

Spain's voice is the last thing he hears, as his watery eyes start to dull.

W..why..

Everything fades to black, then a bright, bright white.





Then nothing.]
unbridledfangs: (for an eternity in your arms.)

<3

[personal profile] unbridledfangs 2012-02-21 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[At the sound of Spain's voice, Kamui's mouth slows against Romano's throat, stopping only when it seems the nation intends to interfere. Raising his head slightly and revealing his blood smeared lips, Kamui gives Spain a remarkably composed look given the situation.]

Feeding. Why have you interfered?
unbridledfangs: (whispered commands.)

[personal profile] unbridledfangs 2012-02-21 02:22 pm (UTC)(link)
[Kamui is strong enough now to fight the push, of that he's certain. However, he swore to protect Spain so long as the other was his weapon and so he forgoes that option in favor of moving away. He didn't get as much as he liked but for now it will suffice. Instead he will watch as Spain tries to attend to what he knows is a corpse and blink.

He hadn't meant to kill someone close to his weapon. Had he known, he would have left him alone in order to avoid risking their arrangement. Still, there's no changing that now.

So instead, Kamui takes a moment to clean his mouth and lick his fingers clean, even as his eyes slowly fade back to blue. Once that's complete, his fangs retract as well, until he looks like little more than your average teenager.]
unbridledfangs: (with a golden glow.)

[personal profile] unbridledfangs 2012-02-24 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
[As Spain seizes his hand, Kamui allows him to pull his bloodied fingers away from his lips while giving him what seems to be a bored look. For a minute he locks gazes with the nation, at least before he turns his gaze upon Romano whose blood is pooling on the floor around him.

Then, finally, he looks back at Spain with something akin to disapproval.]


Let go of me.