Resurfaced for Now (open)

[kenshin]

For now, approximately six days now he has not set foot within the walls of Hircine high. Maybe it was the very bad encounter with Shamino Warhen, or it was probably because this school is almost an exact replica of Varron Academy.

----Earlier this morning----

For the first time within six days, Raphael had a nightmare free sleeping session. He felt good and refreshed, and he no longer felt tired. So he climbed out of his bed and walked to the bathroom. He gazed into the mirror and saw his reflection. He still had the dark rings under his eyes, a sign of tiredness. He sighed and knew he could do nothing about it. So he simply brushed his teeth, took a quick cold shower, and applied cologne to his body. He looked to his chair and the closet. His black leather coat hung over the chair. He opened the closet next to him and saw the Black Jogging pants and black hoody. HE himself, was not afraid to show himself in public after the 'Incident' at the tourney. He took the black jogging pants and sported his black leather coat and walked out the door.

----Morning in school----

Today he held with him a black box, Quite big enough to hold a sheet of clothing. Which is what it was inside. Inside was his Trademark blood dyed Tux and pants, along with black dress-up shoes. This was a special, 'memoir' From both Poloermo and Varron. As he strode through the doors of Hircine high, he noticed one thing. Half of the Student body were looking directly at him. Some were casting horrified glances, some were challenging, and some were hateful. He had heard rumors about him. Being a vampire, or Nosferatus lost son. It's all utter Bullshit, But after the way he acted on Xenarius, it made it look extremly convincing. After he made it past all the looks, he walked slowly, and tiredly down the halls of Hircine to his locker. He found it and turned to solve the lock. While he was unlocking his locker he started thinking to himself. 'Im not a goddamn vampire...' he thought angryly. 'I...just fight violently....' he thought outloud. As the dull locker laid open in front of him, he placed the black box on the bottom of it. But then, his ears perched abit when he heard a sound. they were foot steps, but who's footsteps were they. His eyes began to cast a glare into the locker, as he stood perfectly still, and waited for this person to talk.

[Dirk]

It was hard not to hear about Raphael the Vampire. The bloodsucker, Dracula's little copycat. It was so prevalent that Dirk was actually swayed to believe that this boy had tried to rip out another's throat in a fight. Perhaps it was true, but regardless, it made him a prime target. Conflict was akin to a tide, swelling and ebbing, and right now there was a huge swell around Raphael.

"The all whisper about you....But I know better. I know that you can't drink blood, It'll just coagulate in your throat."

Dirk's words were smooth and sweet as honey as they left his throat, hiding the maliciousness of their intent admirably. He would wear only a small grin, trying to appear friendly.

"How it must bother you, Perhaps it would be better if you showed them better. I'd imagine you could make them stop whispering...atleast from whispering so loudly."

[kenshin]

And those words, which were surprisngly sweet, came from another individual. At first he thought, it was probably a lady trying to comfort him, but with a glance from his tired left eye, he saw a boy, thin but well toned. ''The all whisper about you....But I know better. I know that you can't drink blood, It'll just coagulate in your throat." He heard him speak it out. Tis true that blood coagulates in the throat. But He knew a way to keep it down. "I've known ways to keep it down, so i guess you can say...i am a vampire.." He joked in a deep grim voice. He then heard the whispers of students from across the hall. "How it must bother you, Perhaps it would be better if you showed them better.'' "Believe it when i saw tis the first time I've ever gotten a reputation...so i think im in the right direction..." He said. It was getting annoying to hear them speak louder. He turned his head to reveal to Dirk His tired, pale face, and a low growl he was beginning to emit.

[Dirk]

Dirk maintained his friendly face, his eyes glinting slightly as he looked upon the face. He certainly fit the bill of a vampire and it seemed he even partially wanted the title. Perhaps the growl was meant for Dirk, or the pair of loudmouthed boys behind him. Either way, Dirk would continue, he knew he had to drive this one just a little forward.

"If you'd like, I can help. I'm sure the two behind us could do well with some sort of force so they might be slightly more respectful. It may be a good show and keep their voices quiet...."

Dirk's words were certainly confident and more importantly almost concerned with the welfare of the man infront of him. It could make it seem a good idea and an ally when times were hard could be a difficult thing to resist.

[kenshin]

He heard Dirks words become more confident and freindly. But, it was weird, its as if..he was driving him to pounce upon the two punks. He felt the lust in him rise, his lips quivered with excitement, but inside he had a second opinion. 'Don't do this! This Boy is trying to release the inner darkness you have!' His thoughts screamed out. But alas, they were unheeded. Raphaels pale face soon turned to Dirk, then it looked directly into the two Hircinians that were whispering. His hand went through his leather coat, and let it wave abit as if it were a Cape. "You stay here....il handle it..." He said, warning to him to stay by his locker, which was still open. His eyes casted a glare of hatred toward them. Soon he placed his right foot forward, then his left. Soon he began to walk to them in a slow, and haunting pace.

[Dirk]

Dirk would nod, his face looking somewhat grave as he allowed his "Friend" to pass. Once Raphael passed his face would erupt into a sickeningly happy smirk. One that showed he was doing something wrong, but enjoying it immensely.

Dirk would watch, he knew the two that were whispering so loudly were already beginning to regret their decision of speaking so loudly. The fight probably wouldn't last long, the only decision Dirk had to really make at this point would be if he wanted to join in. Who knew, maybe Raph would need the help. And if he did, Dirk wouldn't give it.

[kenshin]

The Two Hircinians who were gawking at Raphael had a look of surprise on their face as the pale faced student approached them. His eyes casting a galre at them. "You two should learn tio whisper more silently, i can hear you even from there" He said pointing towards his locker. One of them, the same sizeas Raphael walked towards him and spoke. "Yeah so? what you gonna do about it Nosferatu? You gonna, gonna make me into your undead slave? You gonna turn into a bat and fly away?" HE said with malice and disdain in his voice. The two Hircinians gave each oither a high five. Raphael then grabbed the collar of the first hircinian, and whispered directly into his ear. " Cause if you don't whisper...Il rip out your tongue.." he said, letting his tongue lick the poor boy's earlobe.


The Hircinian boys eyes nearly bulged when he felt the freaks tongue touch him. "Get your pale hands off me!" He said, shoving his foot deep into Raphaels gut. The force pushed him back alittle. But he lifted his head up, and on that face was a smile of greed. The Hircinian raised his hands in a boxing stance. The student threw a right jab at Raph, but he broguth his Right arm up and blocked it. "Pathetic..." He said, gawking at the Hircinian. The kid growled at Raphael taunting him. And so he started to run and pull his left fist back to give Raph a running punch. He placed his left foot behind his right and stretched it out a small bit. As soon as the fist closed in, His hand would first go under, then over the punks arm, and soon have him in a lock. His back was in front of Raph, and his left arm was outstretched. Raphs Right arm held the boys right as well. And His legs were semi wrapped around the kids. The Hircinian's breathing was heavy. The adreniline literally pumping in his body. Raphael smelled the boys arm and sighed somewhat happly. "So much adreneline...but even i was able to tame you so easly....Ha ha ha." His laugh then became somewhat effeminate at this point. "Your body is tense...Perhaps i should....give it a check?" He said, saying the last part with Malice.

His mouth was open, and soon his teeth but down into the center of the boys arm.

[Dirk]

Dirk knew it wouldn't be long, the first act of aggression was cast and now there would only be more hatred directed at Raphael. The work was done, the conflict was being sewn into the fabric of that man's being. He wouldn't be able to atone quickly for his actions and it could only lead to his pain at this point.

Dirk would slide away into the growing crowd. Brave students moving and circling the soon to be fight. Perhaps afew brave enough to jump in and fight Raphael for his trangressions. It didn't matter, Dirk would slide away and hide in the crowd, abandoning Raphael to his own problems and whispering in some people's ears the right words to make them hate the Vampire all the more.

Dirk was a spiteful person. And he loved it.