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ONISION M.F.
— WHEN WE'RE IN YOUR BED
the ascendants
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old
physically varies
easy to piss off
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
- lunar lieutenant
mentors watson
10 months old
physically varies
easy to piss off
demihomosexual
homoromantic
tsundere asshole
dating alexander
were-vampirism
known to shift into aloysius
Death. Something harsh, but beautiful depending on the situation.
Onision thought Lady Death was cruel to those who didn't want death and even crueler to those who did- creatures like himself, bound to this planet by a soul that they didn't want, powers they didn't want, but Onision could never change his fate to live forever.
It was moments like this that he wished he could- he wished he could give some of his lifespan, maybe about twelve years, to this boy, who was bleeding out on the ground. It was moments like this when Oni wished Imperia was around to soothe the dying male, but she wasn't, and Oni watched with a wide eye as Gabe spoke in soft spanish, ears swiveling to listen for a heartbeat. Any breaths, any pain, but he couldn't focus. The smell of blood was making his pupils sharpen and fangs extend.
Onision would have stayed behind to wait for Moon or Azazel to come, but he couldn't. If he did, the same thing would happen again. He would wake up to a body below his paws, their throat ripped out and blood dripping from his jaws. So, instead, Oni turned and ran.
His lungs screamed for air as the vampire headed back to the Observatory, calling out for the two clanmates he knew actually had medical experience. "Moon! Azazel! Lazarus is bleeding out, uhm.. Gabe is with him- I don't know what's going on- I can't stay there-" Onision meowed out, his vision clearing as the smell of blood slowly disappeared from his mind. His fangs stayed elongated, but the male flicked his tail in the direction of the injured groupmate.
[member=1549]moonmade[/member]
[member=2471]azazel.[/member]
Onision thought Lady Death was cruel to those who didn't want death and even crueler to those who did- creatures like himself, bound to this planet by a soul that they didn't want, powers they didn't want, but Onision could never change his fate to live forever.
It was moments like this that he wished he could- he wished he could give some of his lifespan, maybe about twelve years, to this boy, who was bleeding out on the ground. It was moments like this when Oni wished Imperia was around to soothe the dying male, but she wasn't, and Oni watched with a wide eye as Gabe spoke in soft spanish, ears swiveling to listen for a heartbeat. Any breaths, any pain, but he couldn't focus. The smell of blood was making his pupils sharpen and fangs extend.
Onision would have stayed behind to wait for Moon or Azazel to come, but he couldn't. If he did, the same thing would happen again. He would wake up to a body below his paws, their throat ripped out and blood dripping from his jaws. So, instead, Oni turned and ran.
His lungs screamed for air as the vampire headed back to the Observatory, calling out for the two clanmates he knew actually had medical experience. "Moon! Azazel! Lazarus is bleeding out, uhm.. Gabe is with him- I don't know what's going on- I can't stay there-" Onision meowed out, his vision clearing as the smell of blood slowly disappeared from his mind. His fangs stayed elongated, but the male flicked his tail in the direction of the injured groupmate.
[member=1549]moonmade[/member]
[member=2471]azazel.[/member]
all you give me is a heartbeat —
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