VAMPIRE AU

[enigmaster]

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[enigmaster]

[Nothing yet. Not too surprising, once Oswald gets a closer look at Edward. It looks like the gunshot has healed well, gone without a trace now, but the wound on his neck is still there. He needs more blood to heal that. He probably won't be lucid while his body's going through all the blood he's given to heal up. There isn't enough left for the hunger to subside.]

[agoodname]

[...okay. Oswald swallows, reaching out to grab one of those blood bags, before shifting back up onto the bed and straddling Edward's torso again so he can use his own body weight to hold him down, and with his other hand, try and hold his head head steady, fingers digging into his cheeks and hand cupped around his chin to hold him still while he tears the top corner of that blood packet open with his teeth]

[enigmaster]

[Edward struggles - a lot. More than before, now that his body's less of a mess. So it's harder to get the blood in there, but it's still doable. After all, he still very much wants it. He calms again, afterward, body going still. Just absorbing the blood further into his body.]

[agoodname]

[He finally drinks it and settles again. Oswald breathes out, slowly, setting the empty bag aside and letting his shoulders slump. He just...sits there for a moment, reaching out to card his fingers through Edward's hair. His throat is tight--he's still been fighting actually mentally digesting everything that happened in the last 24 hours, instead focusing on what he has to do next, what's the next step. At the moment, it's just...make sure Edward has enough blood. He's got his refrigerator restocked, so that should at least last through tomorrow night, hopefully. He also needs to check Edward's injuries and ensure that they're healing. So he's just going to force himself to stop petting Edward's hair and get up and go get the first aid kit.]

[enigmaster]

[Edward's going to be quiet for a bit, at least, as he does that. It looks to be mostly the injury at his throat that's a problem now, healing a little slowly... but it is healing. There might be a little cleanup required, though, because with how much of a mess it is there right now, some blood keeps spilling out of the wound when he drinks. ...Looks like Edward's asleep again.]

[agoodname]

[that's....that's good. Sleeping is good. The neck wound, not so much. Oswald feels his stomach twist when he looks at it and cleans it up, patching it up again. Not because it's gruesome--he's seen more than his share of gruesome things. He's caused an awful lot of them as well. But this is... Well, it's Edward, isn't it? He doesn't need to breathe in, but he sucks in a shaky breath anyway as something clenches around his ribcage. He kind of feels like crying again.]

[enigmaster]

[Patching the wound up will help, at least. It makes the healing go a little smoother. Already, Oswald will be able to notice the wound closing up, quicker than any wound ever should for a human. As if there was any more confirmation necessary that Edward's not human anymore. ...He'll sleep a little while longer. Are you sticking around, Oswald?]

[agoodname]

[it's getting close to morning. Hopefully he can go out at the beginning of the night tomorrow and restock his blood supply. So for now...he'll stick around. He has the urge to pace, but his ankle still hasn't forgiven him for the strain he's already put it under, so that idea is right out]

[enigmaster]

[It's going to be quiet for a while. Maybe Oswald will get some sleep. Maybe he can't get any at all. But at some point, late in the day, Edward starts to shift again. Is he getting hungry...?]

[agoodname]

[Oswald had pulled a kitchen chair up next to the bed, and honestly he was just starting to doze off in the chair when Edward shifts. The slightest movement is more than enough to start him awake, and he blinks, a bit blearily, his attention going immediately to Edward]

...Edward...?

[enigmaster]

[It's confusing, waking up. His head feels... weird. Well, really, his everything feels weird. There's a feeling of wrongness, as if just waking up like this shouldn't be possible. He remembers pain. A lot of pain. Burning. And... His eyes blink open, slowly, only a bit for now. He's so tired... ...He shifts a little, trying to get a view of where he is, but something stops him. Why can't he move--] What's... [There's a slight coppery taste in his mouth. He shakes his head slightly.] Where...?

[agoodname]

[...and suddenly, he can strangely feel his stomach drop in both relief and dread as Edward sounds...lucid.] Edward? Just...deep breaths, okay? It's going to be okay. [there's a tremble to his voice that he can't quite help because everything is frayed at the edges. And he's moving to sit on the edge of the bed, leaning over him a bit. Oswald looks...tired, and a little wrung out, and a bit stressed, but especially concerned.]

[enigmaster]

Oswald...? [That's... weird... Why's Oswald...] ...D'I fall asleep again...? [It doesn't sound right, even as he says it. That can't be what it is. And he's definitely not at work, anyway. No, he was... He was elsewhere, wasn't he?]

[agoodname]

I--not exactly. [Oswald swallows, then] Can you tell me what you remember last?

[enigmaster]

I was... I was at work...? [He tries to concentrate, tries to think back.] I was taking my break and... I think I passed out...? [He really strains himself, trying to think, even through the haze of waking up and everything feeling off and--] ...No, wait... no, I... I think someone hit me... [He's less surprised than he'd like to be. Fucking Gotham...]

[agoodname]

Someone hit you. [He repeats it--he's a bit surprised they didn't just try and dominate him. Oswald swallows hard, reaching out to gently run a hand through Edward's hair] Do you remember what happened after that?

[enigmaster]

I... I don't know, I think they dragged me outside and... into a car, maybe? I-- [It's nice, the feeling of Oswald going through his hair. It's very nice. But everything's still off. Wrong.] Where are we...?

[agoodname]

We're...[how does he even begin to answer this]...we're somewhere safe.

[enigmaster]

Where's that-- [He tries to sit up, actually wake up properly maybe, except... Except he can't? He tugs a little, trying to move his arms, but he's... Stuck.] What's-- Why can't I move?

[agoodname]

[....this is bad. How can he ever explain this?? This is incredibly, incredibly bad. The worst part is, this is just the tip of the iceberg] Because I've had to restrain you. For your own safety--I didn't want you making your injuries worse. You're--[and he stops, having to swallow]--you were badly injured. And I... [his voice dies off--how can he even say this? How can he even begin to explain what he's done.]

[enigmaster]

What? [That... That doesn't make sense. Which maybe is what finally gets his mind to wake up a little more, trying to puzzle out what's going on. He was injured? That... That part makes sense, he thinks he remembers-- No, he definitely remembers. There was a gun and...] Well, get them off-- [He wants to move, sit up, and... figure out what the fuck happened.] Shouldn't- Shouldn't I be in a hospital or something...?

[agoodname]

There wasn't time to get you to a hospital, I--[oh hey look at all the stress and emotion from that bubbling up--and Oswald swallows again, counts to three, tries again]

...I'm afraid I'll need to begin at the beginning and you're most likely going to think it crazy or some elaborate prank, but I'm afraid I'm being rather serious.

[enigmaster]

[He tugs a little at one of the restraints again, but... not budging.] I-- ...Just, tell me what's going on. [He's so confused right now. What the hell happened and how was there no time to get him to a hospital? There was time to get him here, wasn't there? None of this makes sense.]

[agoodname]

[...at this point, what else can he do but rip the bandaid off] You were attacked by a vampire. I don't know what happened exactly, but they shot you and bit you and left you for me to find. I--[he has to stop for a moment, swallowing hard, hands clenching on themselves in his lap to try and stop the trembling he can feel]--I didn't know what to do, and I wasn't thinking and you were going to bleed out so I...turned you into a vampire also. To keep you from dying. Permanently, that is. [he doesn't need to breathe, but he's never quite shaken the habit--hence the shaky breath he releases]

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[enigmaster]

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