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[ Food not being fulfilling was more than enough to cause panic. She knew what she had to do to fulfill herself- it wasn't as if vampires were exactly a mystery when it came to the basics. But trying not to make things bad for Mercury was proving more than difficult. She was starting to resent him for trying to keep his record clear. She knew why. He valued his freedom, but to Emerald it felt like a waste. It felt like she'd lost a partner and now he a roommate. She still wouldn't rather be around anyone else here, but it didn't make her less frustrated about it. She still held a tiny bit of resentment toward him for refusing to go after Cinder with her too. It was adding up and leaving her more restless than she should be.

Between her absolute refusal to go hungry (even the start of the feeling was unsettling considering what she used to live with) and that, she had headed out after it looked like Mercury had gone to bed, slamming the door behind her just to annoy him. She doubted he would follow.

Now just to find someone who looked like no one would miss and like they wouldn't leave a bad taste in her mouth. ]

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[Just because he gets his energy from other...activities, doesn't mean Jaune isn't going to eat this slice of pizza with bacon and green chili on it. Until he sees Emerald and drops it with a dejected "Aww."

Now that he's done mourning, his demeanor shuts down as he looks at her carefully.]

You look annoyed. The funny thing is it suits you more.

[ Great. Jaune Arc, of all people. She brightens up and comes over to him, looking like an excited classmate like she had what seemed like ages ago. ]

Jaune! It's so good to see you being so considerate. [ She picks the pizza up and holds it out for him, back to her annoyed expression. ] If you aren't going to eat it, find someone who will before it goes bad.

[Great. Emerald Sustrai. He takes a cautious step back, eyeing the slice of pizza, and then her.

He doesn't like or trust Emerald. Sometimes he can't stand her. But this time, she does have a point. After five seconds of the most conflicted internal debate ever, he shrugs and accepts the pizza.]

Five second rule. [Taking a bite.]

[ she eyes his neck briefly, looking like she's more hungry for it than the pizza she just passed back. She wipes the grease off on her pants and steps back. Biting jaune would just bring the whole of the guardian team and friends to her doorstep, tempting as it is. She tears her eyes away after another second. ]

Good choice.

I'm not doing it for you. I'm doing it for the pizza. [Why does she keep looking at his neck? He holds the remaining pizza over his neck like he can somehow keep it out of her sight.]

Not that I care, but you seem, I don't know. You're barely even bothering to pretend to be civil to me.

I couldn't care less why as long as you still do it.

[ she gives him an irritated look. Why in earth would she be civil toward him even if she went in a crappy mood? ]

Last time we spoke you did threaten me. Every time I try to reach an olive branch out to any of you I get threatened or attacked. Why should I be civil?

I couldn't care less if you care. In fact, you know what? [He drops the rest and steps on it. He might be crying inside but she brought up a very sore spot with him, he's allowed to be a jerk sometimes.]

I didn't know deliberately trying to provoke someone into doing something stupid counted as trying to make peace. Or are you really that messed up that that was your intention?

[ She grits her teeth and her hand almost goes for her sickles. She grips her fist at her sides and stomps about five feet away. She has to or she's going to hit him. But that doesn't mean she can't tell him off. She makes a sound that almost sounds like a growl, then she turns back around and points at him, taking two feet forward again before stopping herself. ] Do you know what it feels like to go hungry, Jaune? Not just peckish. Not going a day without food. Going weeks without food. There are people who don't have a choice but to do that- to scrounge for food that people drop on the ground or throw out in the trash. They get sick, they vomit, so now they're starving and sick and thirsty but they still had to try, because they'd die if they didn't. And no one helps people like that. "Heroes" like you walk by and pretend you don't see because there's nothing to fight there. No one comes for those people except for the Grimm, or worse. You're lucky, and you always have been.

You really are a stupid brat. [ But the last thing Jaune needs to know is that she tried to tell the truth, tried to make a deal with Ozpin and almost did. But he couldn't keep his end of the deal, so she backed out. She was safer with Mercury and Cinder. She could trust them, even if some parts of what happened at Beacon made her sick to her stomach. Like she would compromise that just to explain to Jaune that she had actually tried. ]

It doesn't matter, forget it. I'm hungry and grumpy and I don't want to talk to you. That's enough reason not to be civil unless you're offering yourself up as a meal.

[She's pissed. Good. He wants to rub it in her face. He wants to provoke her so badly that she does attack him before thinking. He wants to hurt her, at least on an emotional level. But then she begins to talk, and he can only stare at her mutely.

He wants to feel angry, and he is. But he can't be about this. He tears his gaze away, too stunned to reply at first, his reply quiet when he does.]

You're right. I don't know what that's like. I probably never will and when it comes to that I am lucky. I'm not a hero. It's like you said, I'm just a stupid brat who makes selfish choices. I'm not a murderer, and I'm not pure evil, but that doesn't mean I didn't get people hurt. I probably didn't pay as much attention to Vale as I should have, but those people who were starving were no better off when the Grimm invaded. We're not the only ones at fault here.

You know what makes this worse? I agree with you. But I can't even be sure if you're being honest, or just trying to guilt me into it because you're bored.

[But he'll keep that in mind now. Even if he won't admit it.]

Offering as a-- [It finally makes sense. He stares vacantly, narrowing his eyes, voice incredulous.] Are you a vampire?

Think whatever you want, Jaune. It really doesn't matter to me as long as Cinder reaches her goals and Mercury... I guess he can come too. [ Any verbal confirmation that she likes having Mercury around isn't happening. he'd somehow sense it. Even if she's frustrated with him. ]

[ She nods. ] Complete with teeth and super-strength.

[His eyes widen with a fleeting look of betrayal. He had really thougth that she was upset. But his intuition had been right, she was just trying to make him feel bad. Because that's what Emerald does. She admires Cinder so much that she can justify all of her atrocious acts and choices.] You really don't feel anything at all, do you?

Is that supposed to scare me? If you're so strong, you can try to find someone else. But I'll stop you. Will not drinking blood kill you?

Stop asking questions you don't want to hear the answers to. If I tell the truth, you think it's a lie, if I lie, then "That's what I thought."

[ She stretches her arms above her head. People stopped believing her long before she got good at lying. No one believes street rats after all. ]

I was answering your question, not making a threat. I didn't make me this way.

Okay, I'm confused-- Are you lying, or aren't you?

[He's getting a headache trying to wrap his head around it. He knows he probably shouldn't even be trying. Emerald basically admitted she'd always be loyal to Cinder. He would never forgive Cinder and he doubted she'd even care, but what he would do is keep trying to stop her until eventually they did.

He kept telling himself that. But would it stop with her? It hadn't here. That's what troubled him.]

Let me ask you something else. Do you have to...do it like in the movies? You know. Sucking?

I'm not answering because you don't want to hear anything other than what you've already decided. It's a waste of breath. Mercury and I have been keeping out of trouble just like he agreed with your leader so why does it matter to you if I feel anything or not?

[ God he was giving her a headache. The last thing she wanted to talk about was how she was the only one who seemed to feel anything when that happened. The last thing she wants to admit to is being the perceived weak link, in case Cinder comes back. In case Mercury decides it matters. ]

I don't know if I have to do anything besides not starve.

Because it's... I don't know. Okay? Because it's easy, to label us as the heroes and everyone else as bad, but if it was that simple why do the same things keep happening? Why are people angry enough to attack and try to take from others, to watch as Grimm kill everyone because Grimm don't care about who it is they murder, and the same people who did that could lose friends to them just as easily. Still, not every person who does something bad is like Cinder or...or others. But I guess we both made up our minds, so you're right. There isn't any point.

[He glances down, his expression closing off again.]

Fair enough. [He puts a hand to his neck, as if she already went for a vital point, before lowering it. He eyes his hands, arms--he can't do that. He reaches for the small blade in his pocket.] We're not friends or allies, but letting someone starve would be, it's wrong. I'll help but only if I know you'll let me. I'm not injuring myself for no reason.

[ She lifts herself up to sit on a nearby concrete ledge, her feet off the ground now as she watches Jaune. ] You want to know the truth? What I feel doesn't matter, my place is to obey her. You're wrong about Grimm, though. They do care who they go after. Why do you think they seek out fear, pain, sadness? That's when people divide themselves. That's when people are easiest to hunt. That's why when you find someone you trust, you don't leave them. I wouldn't blame Mercury for making sure he kicked me until I bled out in front of him if I ever betrayed he or Cinder.

[ She starts laughing at that. ] Says the guy who just crushed food under his feet to spite me. Very funny.

[He scowls, lifting a hand to his face for a second.] Everyone feels sadness. We're all afraid. It's just that not everyone can handle it or knows how to fight. And I guess there's a difference between feeling terror and feeling it all of your life. Do you really trust them? Mercury's murdered people for fun and Cinder... I don't even know what she cares about or wants. And I don't care.

I'm not joking. Look. I messed up. Please let me fix it. ...Do you have a water bottle or something?

Edited 2016-10-30 07:49 (UTC)

I wouldn't trust Mercury with anyone's life but my own. As for Cinder.. if she wanted to kill me, she'd have that right. [ She pauses for a moment. As long as she doesn't include any real details, it's not going to hurt her at all. She didn't want pity, but he needed to understand. Too few people understood what loyalty meant. ] Imagine that terror you felt with Battler, except death never came. Except it went on for years, and years. And you didn't have friends. You didn't have family. You didn't have anyone, or anything. Just being near the edge of a town could pull Grimm, which only made it worse. And no one ever helped. They just wanted you gone, or they wanted to cage you up like you're the monster just for wanting to survive. What would you do for the only person who ever tried to save you from that?

Do I look like I have a water bottle on me?[ emerald doesn't carry that stuff with her.. ]

Are you and Mercury-- Nevermind. [He lifts up his hands frantically to stop that train of thought.] Forget I asked. [Not that it's difficult for him to forget when she mentions Battler. He flinches, looking down, his hand shaking as he grips his arm. It's not just him, either. His friends had been put through it. Weiss had to watch, and be tortured and eventually murdered. He doesn't want to imagine it, but he can't stop it. He finds it hard to breathe and he doesn't respond at first. He can't. He glances up at her, terror swimming in his eyes. It's an effort to simply whisper.] I don't know. Everything.

I'm just trying to make this less awkward. [He frowns, but it's not at her, it's in hesitation as he grips the knife, not wanting to drop it. He has to focus on blocking out his Aura because it would unconsciously fight against what he's about to do He doesn't always accurately perceive what is and isn't an attack anymore and his Aura picks up on that. Technically, this is one..]

Okay. No going back. [In a quick movement that isn't graceful at all, he grits his teeth and stabs himself in the thigh, his eyes screwed up as he bites back a whimper. The knife slips out of his hand. Trying to control his Aura, emotions and pain at the same time proves to be too much and he collapses. His hand strays to the wound and he starts trying to let the blood pool in it, fighting off the reflex to put pressure on it. Glancing up at Emerald, he's vulnerable. If he missed activating his Aura for a split-second, Emerald could easily injure him. But his Aura is still there. He can defend himself if he needs to.] Hurry up. I'm not going to let myself bleed out.

Mercury's situation is different than mine, and none of your business. [ She's not going to talk about him. Not because she doesn't know- because she knows too well, and that's a confidence she isn't going to betray. ] So anything Cinder wants, I'll do for her. It doesn't matter what it does to me, or how I feel. Because it's still better than that.

[ Emerald looks surprised when he actually cuts himself. For her of all people. He's got to be joking. He is, right? She looks around like she's expecting the prank cameras to come out, but the smell of blood makes her stomach rumble. It's been too long because she has been trying to keep herself clean. The only person she's killed here was because she couldn't have witnesses or she'd get Mercury in trouble. And in her defense, the guy was tormenting a puppy and she didn't start it, she just finished it. She hops down off the cement half-wall and moves closer to him, holding her hands out beneath his for a couple of seconds as if expecting to collect it, but the smell is too strong and she's too hungry. A second later she grabs his wrist and pulls it up to her mouth to start sucking on the wound. There's an obvious distaste in her expression when the taste hits her lips. Should it taste this bad..? It wasn't bitter or sweet like most poisons were, though, so would it be okay? After that brief hesitation, Emerald closes her eyes and starts up again. Don't waste it. ]

Okay. [He was going to ask if they were dating. But he doesn't want to. He's quiet for a while, and only speaks once he feels like he can.] But what about the other people who get hurt? I'm not talking about huntresses and hunters. I mean people who are starving. People who go through that. No one should go through that. Those shouldn't have to be your only two choices. You have a choice now. Don't you?

[He keeps his eyes on hers; for the most part, he's bad at hiding his emotions, and it's clear he's nervous. The wound stings against the air, but now that it's done it doesn't hurt that much. He bites his lip and waits in trepidation, tensing up when she starts sucking. But it doesn't feel bad--it actually kind of helps. His screws his eyes shut for a moment and blinks at her a few times, eyes becoming dazed. Did she not like the way it tasted? A vampire who doesn't like blood.

Not that it's any weirder than an incubus who freaks out over sex.]

Edited 2016-10-30 09:41 (UTC)

[ After a little while she stopped. It was maybe a pint she'd drunk- nowhere near what would make someone who wasn't anemic dizzy, but for what she'd drunk it was obviously making her sick. She didn't feel right. Emerald let go and shoved his hand away- not because she wanted to be rude, but because she needed to back up.

Blood tasted like iron. Not like.. like this. She knew she could see his wings and horns, but it was still Jaune and it was still blood. Keep it down. ]

Here, sure. Here everyone has a million handicaps to watch out for them. So I'm doing my best not to cause trouble for Mercury. I sleep on his couch. The only jobs I've managed to get are ones I'm terrible at or I have because the owner likes staring at me, but I still have one so I can help out and buy dinner. [ Though mostly to cover for the stealing- but she can't stop that. She doesn't exactly think she has a lot of skills besides what Cinder's taught her and survival. ] So yes, I'm trying. It doesn't make me able to stand any of you and if Cinder comes back, I'll obey her but...

[ She trails off, largely because she doesn't feel right. Emerald's arm goes to cover her stomach. Concentrate on the conversation, don't gag. She's had worse, she knows she has. ]

Edited 2016-10-30 10:03 (UTC)

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