DICK PRESCOTT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Apr 15, 2022 6:26:32 GMT
 ━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
ENDLESS darkness danced in front of Dick's eyes as he seemed to float helplessly in an unnatural state of unconsciousness. A sound like rushing water deafened his senses, and it almost felt as if he was indeed being swept away by a relentless current. It made him feel nauseous. He had no control over how this strange dreamlike state manipulated his sense of perception, and he could only desperately struggle to reach the surface - to wake up and find himself safely back on the solid ground of reality. The more he fought against the current of noise though, the louder it seemed to become - leaving him disoriented. His sense of self seemed to be drifting further and further away from his consciousness, but there was no way he could turn back; he was quickly ascending into wakefulness, and that which was precious to him - that which made him who he was - was lost to him as a painfully bright light flooded into his dark caramel colored eyes.
Jolted awake, a quiet little gasp broke passed his lips. He noticed his rapid heartbeat and how his body continued to tremble involuntarily, but what was perhaps most prevalent in the immediate area was the roaring sea of unfamiliar voices mingling together and causing his consciousness to sway. "Uhh..." he tried to call out, but even to his own ears, his voice was too soft; no one would be able to hear him in that ruckus. Placing his hands on the soft surface on either side of him, he ignored how his arms shook and carefully pulled himself into a sitting position. He had moved too fast though - pain assaulting his head and eyes as he made an effort to steady himself. He didn't recognize where he had fallen, and it appeared that no one had yet to notice him. Even more disconcerting - terrifying - was the fact that he suddenly realized that he had zero recollection as to how the hell he had ended up here.
He took a few breaths to calm down - to try and make sense of the situation. First, where was he? His eyes still hurt, but he did his best to forget about the pain - squinting, he managed to see where he was. Which was at what seemed to be a hospital. Why was he at a hospital? What had happened to him? Dick couldn't remember much, and the massive headache and the way his eyes were sensitive to the bright lights didn't help. He was cautious when he lifted herself onto his feet. His legs wobbled but he quickly regained his balance, he was determined to get the hell out of there, he'd ask questions later. On what the hell was going on, and more importantly, why he couldn't remember what had happened to him. Hopefully he would be able to find out what was happening, and what to do, because he was beginning to freak the hell out and he was in no condition to think things through when he didn't even know what had landed him here in the first place. "Damn those lights are blinding..." He mumbled to himself as he pulled on his shoes, apparently he hadn't been brought here with anything else but the bloody and torn clothes that he wore.
Dick needed to get out. "What is that damn thumping noise?" He mumbled to himself again. Unknowingly to him, it was the sound of blood pumping through people's bodies. Flinging the door open, Dick looked left and right before stumbling the hell out of that hospital. As he made his way to the exit, he looked up at the time and date that was on the wall. No... that, that couldn't be right. That was three weeks from the day he had thought it was. How the hell did he lose three weeks. Now Dick was losing it and there was only one person he wanted to see in that moment: Roxxi, maybe she would know what the hell happened to him and why he couldn't remember the past three weeks. What the fuck had happened to him? How did he end up in the hospital? Why were his clothes bloody? So many questions and so little answers. Dick needed to get to Roxxi... and quickly.
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Apr 19, 2022 16:22:52 GMT
 ━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━
Other than taking it a step further with Chase━and the fact that her bruises hadn’t immediately healed (what the fuck), Dick was missing. She wanted to tell her best friend about all the shit she was juggling, that maybe she was happy now, and about Nemo’s (and her sister’s) sudden return, her worries, but he wasn’t around. It hurt too much to think that they were lost to one another again, that Dick had faded away without saying goodbye. They weren’t supposed to separate this time, but it’d been three weeks and nobody at the station had seen him; Chase had made sure of it.
The voice in the back of her head wondered if his disappearance was a lot like her own and the woman Mikey supposedly knew, but she was beginning to lose hope after so long. Texts and calls went unanswered. Roxxi went to his apartment, tried to follow his scent, but lost it somewhere in the middle of town. She’d started to pray again.
When the door flew open, Roxxi nearly jumped out of her skin. She’d had her back to it, brandishing a kitchen knife (used to chop green onions) against the intruder. Spinning around to face them, she raised the knife━ready to use it━before her face fell completely. Dick. She didn’t know if she’d said it aloud or just thought it. Either way, Roxxi tossed the knife onto the cutting board behind her and rushed forward, throwing her arms around him.
“Dick,” She sobbed, lingering long enough to catch a whiff of something strange. The blood on his clothing overpowered it, but it was there, and it was different. Roxxi slid her hands to his shoulders and pushed him back, staring down at his ruined clothing. “What the hell happened to you, amore mio, you asshole… is that blood?” It was dried, though. He didn’t seem to be actively dying. His heart was beating, but it was unbelievably slow━considering how quickly he’d rushed inside. “Sit down. Are you hungry? You need something in your system.” She was becoming her mother. Ignoring the intrusive thought, she motioned to the tiny, rectangular kitchen table and one of the wooden chairs surrounding it, trying to guide him to settle.
DICK PRESCOTT | roxxi: calling him 'my love' and 'asshole' in the same sentence lmaooo |
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DICK PRESCOTT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Apr 20, 2022 6:13:51 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
DICK stumbled his way through the streets, clothes all bloodied up and torn, he looked like he just got back from a war. His face was dirty, covered in what he could only assume was blood, sweat, and dirt. He felt like he hadn't slept in days and to top it all off, he had this unquenchable thirst, for what he didn't know. All he knew was that he was thirsty. "Fuck..." He groaned as he rubbed his head which was absolutely pounding at the moment. Dick walked through the streets in the direction of Roxxi's place. It was late and he had no means of transportation, which meant he had to walk to Roxxi's apartment, thankfully she lived close by. He wasn't sure how far he would have been able to get otherwise, especially not with the way he felt and the fact that he had lost three damn weeks of his life. How he had no clue, but somehow he had, and he didn't feel the same. He felt... different and he couldn't explain exactly how or why that was. What the hell happened to him? Why did he miss three weeks of his life? Why did he feel so... off? So many questions with so little answers and it was driving Dick insane.
After what seemed like forever, Dick made it to Roxxi's apartment door. He knew damn well she never locked this thing no matter how many times he fussed at her about it. But her general disregard for her safety would come in handy for Dick tonight and he flung the door wide open as he stumbled inside, scaring the hell outta Roxxi in the process, a knife in her hand ready to fight. Dick raised his hands, "Woah, it's me. Calm down." He said as she spun around to face him, watching as her face fell completely as she tossed the knife aside and flung herself at him, wrapping her arms around him tightly as she sobbed out his name.
'Dick,' She sobbed, and he stroked her hair gently as to calm her down. "It's alright." He said and then a few moments later she had grabbed his shoulders with her hands and pushed him back, staring him up and down as she asked what the hell had happened to him. "Your guess is as good as mine. I don't know what the hell happened. All I remember is waking up in a hospital and learning that three fucking weeks had passed. I don't... I don't remember, Roxxi." He said, visibly distraught at the entire situation. Dick didn't get shaken up often, if ever, but this was one of the situations where he found himself the most shaken up he had ever been in his life, and that included his time overseas.
'Sit down. Are you hungry? You need something in your system.' Such a mom, always wanting to take care of him. But this time he actually didn't mind it. Dick ran his fingers through his disheveled hair, "I'm starving." What he was craving, however, he didn't know. He couldn't quite place his finger on what exactly it was that he was craving at that moment, but he knew he was absolutely famished. Dick walked slowly over to the kitchen table and sat down at the wooden chair that Roxxi motioned for him to sit down in. Dick was like a zombie as he sat down in the chair, still in a complete disarray. The gap in his memory was sickening and he was trying so damn hard to remember, but he just couldn't. What the hell had happened to him?
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on May 4, 2022 18:58:14 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━
Doting on him as though Dick were a small child, Roxxi supervised while he went to the chair, pecking the top of his head before she broke away. “It’s okay,” She hushed him gently, “I’ll… put on the kettle. I’ll make you some tea.” Another one of her mother's isms, like some fucking leaves and boiling water could bring his memories back. Roxxi went to the stove anyway, putting the kettle on. She couldn’t immediately jump into it━what if the same thing hadn’t happened to him? What would Dick think of her for sounding ‘crazy’? He’d probably run screaming from the apartment, and that wasn’t what she needed right now.
Okay, no, this wasn’t about what he was now and how they would deal with it. Roxxi was excited to have her best friend back, and she was going to comfort him through this.
“We’ll get some food in you, and then we’ll talk about it.” Then she’d tell him how she went missing for a few days, too, and that apparently they weren’t the only ones. Something was going on in Mystic Falls━something other than her family drama swimming up to bite her in the ass.
Roxxi thought about that instead of her task. She let the stress consume her until the knife, which she’d resumed chopping onions with, sliced into the backs of her fingers. Breaking away, she dropped the blade again and hissed, turning to cup her hand, though the blood already began to splash over the makeshift barrier and onto the floor. Cursing in Italian, Roxxi’s eyes darted around for the tea towel, spotting it on the table near Dick. She rushed over, picking it up in an attempt to use it as a makeshift bandage.
DICK PRESCOTT | strep throat cannot keep me from dixxi! |
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DICK PRESCOTT
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on May 18, 2022 5:01:54 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
DICK had what felt like a giant hangover - his heart was racing, his eyes hurt, he felt nauseous... the list went on. But the one thing he could heard over any other of his senses was this loud thumping noise and he had no damn clue what it was coming from, or from who. It sounded an awful lot like a heart beat but he couldn't be sure. 'It's okay. I'll put on the kettle. I'll make you some tea,' Roxxi said, kissing the top of his head, doting on him as if he were a small child and in any other circumstance he would've declined or argued, but he was not in the mood to do so, or to even let out a sarcastic response. Tea wouldn't help his memories come back, but he needed something, anything to make him feel better than he currently was and while tea wasn't much, it was something. "Fuck I feel sick to my stomach," he said with a groan as he grabbed a hold of his stomach. Tu-tum... tu-tump... tu-tum... tu-thump... Again with that incessant thumping noise. What the hell was that?
'We’ll get some food in you, and then we’ll talk about it.' Roxxi said, still doting on him like a small child. Dick merely nodded as he looked around her apartment, in search of that damn noise, but he couldn't pinpoint where it was coming from exactly. He must be going insane... it wasn't like he could hear Roxxi's heartbeat, not from this distance anyways. Surely not... but the sound he was hearing was distinct and there wasn't anything else that could make that kind of noise and he highly doubted that Roxxi was playing the noise from the phone. She wouldn't joke around like that in a time like this. Not when he had been missing for weeks and had no recollection as to where the hell he had been. He had lost three weeks of his life and he didn't have a damn clue as to how that happened and he was freaking the hell out. The more he sat in this damn chair the more he began to lose it. And then... then he smelt it and it was like the entire world stopped moving all at once.
Dark eyes snapped to Roxxi who had just cut herself with the knife she had been using to chop up ingredients for whatever the hell she had been cooking. Dick's eyes were trained, not on Roxxi, but on her blood, as she darted over to him to snag the towel that was sitting on the table to stop herself from bleeding everywhere. That, the blood, was what his main focus was on. A few drops had fallen onto the table as Roxxi had leaned over it to grab the towel and Dick couldn't stop himself from what he did next as in that moment he had zero self control over his actions. Slowly, as if he were in some sort of a trance, Dick reached down and tapped his index finger into the blood that was on the table. Every fiber of his being was telling him to taste it, just taste it and the pain will all go away.
And so that's what he did and the moment the blood touched his lips it was like his entire being was set on fire. What felt like snakes began to slither underneath his eyes, his eyes turning dark and then he felt his gums expand, revealing a set of fangs. Whatever the hell had happened to Dick in those weeks he went missing, was just revealed in a very bizarre way and the worst part? He had no fucking clue what the hell he had turned into, the fangs reminded him of a vampire's, but that couldn't be right... could it? But the attraction to blood, the fangs, the sound of a heart beating... it was all too coincidental. Dick's head shot up then and his immediate focus was on Roxxi and the fact that she was till bleeding. He couldn't.... he couldn't control himself, he had to taste more. And within seconds he was in front of Roxxi, pinning her back to the counters as his dark eyes stared into her own, ready to sink his teeth into her neck and taste the sweet nectar that flowed from her veins.
Every fiber of his being was telling him to take a taste, relish in the savoriness, but then there was that other part of him, the human part, that fought back against those urges. It was an internal battle that was occurring inside of Dick in that moment, one that told him to give in to his urges, and another that fought against those very urges.
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Jun 5, 2022 22:14:48 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━
At least she wasn’t healing properly. The stress had gotten to her like it did when Nemo attacked Chase, and it was awful when she couldn’t heal, but Roxxi was almost grateful for it now. It meant there didn’t need to be any weird explanations between she and Dick━not yet, anyway. Ugh. She still tried, though, kept breathing and working through that mental roadblock.
But what was she? Five? Did she not remember how to hold a knife? She was blaming that one on Chase, too, and rushed to the table for a tea towel. Perhaps it was less than sanitary, but she needed to press something against her wound, searing like fire now━like she’d cauterized it. Hissing under her breath, she almost didn’t catch Dick’s movement, the way he tapped a finger on a stray drop of blood and… oh, Dio.
Screwing together her brows, Roxxi half turned in Dick’s direction, though the expression faded when she watched his own change. He looked like a monster, worse than how they described werewolves━she would’ve called him a demon if she didn’t already know what they looked like. He was what a human might label ‘a demon’ in ignorance.
This was her friend, though. This was Dick, her best friend, the man she’d known since they were kids. They shared everything with one another, perhaps first out of childhood foolishness, but now it was trust. The kind that couldn’t break no matter what.
The kind that had her hesitating.
The kind that had her trying to talk this out instead of defending herself, even when Dick moved faster than she’d seen anyone move before━even when he had her pinned to the counters with his fangs in her face. They weren’t the extended canines she used to grow in a half-shift; they looked sharper, more inclined to rip into her for fun instead of a meal. Maybe because he wasn’t an animal, he was still Dick, only with demonic eyes and giant, black veins crawling up towards them.
“Dick, fucking stop━”
Despite how ferociously Roxxi tried to keep the memory of her father alive, she’d forgotten one of his most important lessons. Demons could take control of whoever they wanted; they could inhabit his form, her mother, or one of her sisters━and it was Roxana’s job to treat them the same. If they were still alive, whoever was inside was being tortured by the demon. She couldn’t hesitate; she couldn’t fall when they played on her emotions.
Roxxi released a strained yelp when the burning sensation strayed from her hand and radiated at her neck instead.
Who was the idiot now? Well, it’d always been her, and she knew that. The fact that she kept herself near the people she swore to protect for selfish reasons proved it. She wondered if Dick was too far gone, or if he’d have to live with this guilt. She wondered if Giorgia would shed a tear for her, or if she’d see Chase at her little sister’s funeral and the truth would come out.
She’d be remembered as a liar; a pale comparison to the little girl who’d once fought vehemently to be like her father, who was happy to be his shadow if it meant that one day she’d be like him. Maybe she’d see him again now.
It was the only thought that gave her comfort as her energy drained, towel fluttering in a heap at their feet. Roxxi pushed her forearms against Dick’s chest weakly, letting out another pained and desperate plea. “Dick, you’re… killing me. Ti prego…”
This felt like the end. Roxxi drooped to the floor and joined the tea towel, crumpled and discarded just the same. For a moment, there was peace. And then she felt it━the healing. Her skin fused together in each place it’d been ripped apart, and energy━or perhaps adrenaline━coursed through her body, leaving her eyes springing open a few minutes after she thought it was over.
Roxxi had no idea how long it’d been (for the second time in her life), but she was springing upwards and shoving her hands out in front of her whether or not Dick was still close. Little sparks came from her fingers, defensive and crackling like a makeshift shield. “What the fuck!” She shouted, “What’s wrong with you?! You were going to kill me?” Still in a flurry, Roxxi started shouting more expletives, in Italian this time, cursing Dick and how he came to be━there was something about his mother in there, too. None of it was all that serious, mostly just a way for her to release the bountiful anger and energy.
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Jul 15, 2022 3:10:10 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
IT was like a frenzy took over and Dick wasn't in control of himself. All he could think of, could focus on, was the taste of blood running down his throat. Sweet, sweet nectar. 'Dick, fucking stop━' He didn't hear anything, his senses were hyper-focused on her neck, on the blood that pumped through her body. It's all he wanted, wanted to drain her completely dry until there was not a drop left in her body. His predatory instincts had taken over at that point. Dick grabbed the helpless woman from the ground by the collar of her shirt and brought her closer to bite her neck and drink that delicious red liquid coursing through her veins. Dick let out a deep growl as he tightened his grip on his victim, unknowingly to him that he was currently draining his best friend of every last drop of blood that was in her body. He didn't care that she was the most important person in his life. Nothing else mattered in that he wanted to drink her dry. Her squirms, her pleads, none of it meant a damn thing to the monster he had seemingly become. What's worse? He had no fucking clue what he had become or how he had been turned into this, all he knew in that moment, was the distant pangs of unquenchable hunger just beneath the surface that threatened to escape. That hunger had taken over all else and he drifted into nothingness as he drank.
And drank.
And drank.
Dick felt forearms push against his chest weakly as if to push him away, pained and desperate pleas emitted from her lips as he drank. 'Dick, you’re… killing me. Ti prego…' He didn't hear any of those words, of her pleads, the monster in him was taking over, was shoving that human side of him deep, deep down. You fucking idiot! Stop! That's Roxxi you're drinking dry! You're gonna kill her! STOP! That voice inside of his head yelled - screamed even, for him to snap out of the trance he was in. For him to realize what he was doing, what he had done. Dick, get it together! Stop. You gotta stop. This is Roxxi. You're hurting Roxxi. And it was like the lights suddenly came on and he came rushing back to reality. That monster that had rushed to the surface had been sent way back down, shoved into a little box that he hoped he had shut for good, but knowing what the hell had just happened and how little it had taken to put him in that state...
He wasn't counting on it.
As he snapped out of it, eyes wide and full of regret, Dick felt a surge of electricity flow through his entire body, shocking the hell out of him. He fell backwards onto the cold ground, a few feet away from Roxxi. 'What the fuck! What’s wrong with you?! You were going to kill me?' She shouted at him, and within good reason. Dick was in a full state of shock at what the hell had just happened. Dick was on the ground, looking up at Roxxi has she shouted more expletives at him, all in Italian. Dick used his hands and scooted his body backwards until his back hit the wall behind him, putting more distance between him and Roxxi. "I.... I...." What the fuck could he even say? "I didn't - I didn't mean... Fuck, what the hell happened to me? What.... what am I? I'm so sorry. So... so so sorry." He rambled, running his hands through his hair roughly. What had he become? What the hell happened to him? Who made him this way? He didn't understand any of it. What's worse? He didn't remember anything.
Tears filled his brown eyes as he looked down, staring at his blood stained hands. Roxxi's blood. He had hurt her, had almost killed her. What the fuck? "Oh god, Roxxi..." He whispered, his voice strained and full of guilt and regret. "I didn't... I didn't realize it was you. This.... this animalistic instinct took over and I couldn't stop... I couldn't stop." He whispered the last part, his head hung low as he stared at his hands, unable to fully comprehend what had just happened. Or what had happened to him.
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ROXANNE BRASCHI
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Posts: 188
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Professor at Whitmore College
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Post by ROXANNE BRASCHI on Aug 3, 2022 22:28:59 GMT
━ i don't know where i'm going, but i sure know where i've been ━
Her hands, and the electricity, were meant to act as a shield, but Roxxi still wasn’t very good at this. She felt an ounce of it leave her and go to him, into him, and it sent Dick skittering away. She screamed, terrified and furious, and wondered what the hell she’d done to deserve this. All she wanted was to love her best friend, to care for him because he was family━he was the only brother she’d ever had… well, wanted. “You’re sorry? Oddio, I could have died!” Despite being wildly self-destructive, Roxxi didn’t want that.
But he looked… so fucking scared. Her hands fell as Dick’s focus dropped to his palms, covered in her blood, and she frowned, tears burning her eyes. She couldn’t blame him for this━she knew what it was like to wake up and be some sort of monster. A differen’t monster in her case, but still.
“It’s okay.” Roxxi croaked finally, against every fibre of her being that screamed to be avenged, or for her defenses to go back up at the very least. “It’s okay, Dick, prego━please.” She begged, balling her hands into fists. “Look, Dick. Look at my neck.” Turning her head, she motioned to the olive skin that was now completely healed━unblemished except for smudges of blood. Her fingers dashed through the crimson patch, showing him there was nothing underneath. “I’m okay.”
Roxxi shifted onto her knees and moved a few inches along her kitchen floor towards him, though she was still incredibly far. She loved him, but she wasn’t stupid.
“You’re a vampire.” She said bluntly━because what was the point in lying or sugar-coating it? Roxxi had intended to slowly drop hints, but, clearly, they didn’t have time. “You were taken and made into one, capisce? By the same people who made me this━” She raised her hands, palms turned upwards, almost mirroring him. “... Gave me the ability to shock you like that, and how I did the day we reunited. I don’t━I can’t tell you it isn’t strange, that it isn’t like a movie at times, but it’s the truth. And you won’t be able to stop when you see blood, because that’s what vampires do.”
Roxxi was well aware of the good and bad in every creature, but she’d been raised by someone who wouldn’t tolerate evil-doers. Demons were at the top of the Shit List, and vampires could be a close second… especially if they killed innocent people like Dick just had. Ah, okay, well, people. But the point still stands, and Roxxi was not at all capable of training a new vampire.
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Post by DICK PRESCOTT on Sept 27, 2022 17:56:31 GMT
━ our worst day is where we start from, where we rise from━
DICK’S heart was beating a million miles a minute. How could... how could he attack Roxxi? What made him do this? Why was his like this? It didn't... it didn't make any sense. It was like he was in some sort of a frenzy, unable to control himself, unable to stop himself from hurting her, from wanting to drain her dry from any and all blood that pumped through her veins. The sweet blood that flowed through her body was all that was on his mind in that moment. It didn't matter that she was his best friend, that she meant more to him than anyone and anything else in this world. It didn't matter that she was a living person who had their entire life ahead of them. None of that matter. All that mattered to him, in that moment, was the blood that coursed through her veins. The sound of her heart beating, that's all that mattered and Dick should have mattered about that, but he didn't. That side of him didn't. It wanted one thing and one thing only. Killing be damned.
The shock that was sent through his body had been enough to snap him clean out of the frenzy he had been in and it sent him skittering across the floor to the opposite side of the room, away from Roxxi. Then, and only then, when he was out of the frenzy, did Dick realize what he had done. The sound of her scream rang through his ears. It was a sound he would never be able to get out of his head no matter how hard he tried. Roxxi was terrified of him, absolutely terrified, and honestly, he couldn't blame her. Look at what he'd done, what he almost had done. Fuck... he had almost killed her. 'You're sorry? Oddio, I could have died!' She shouted at him and Dick physically flinched at her words. Dick wasn't one to show emotion much ever, especially not with everything that he had been through his life, but this, this was enough to send his emotions through the roof. "I... I..." He was at a loss for words in that moment and he was on the verge of full on sobbing, right then and there on the floor of Roxxi's kitchen. He felt tears flow down his cheeks as he sat there, unable to truly process what the fuck had just happened.
Not a hell of a lot got him scared, but this, having almost killed his best friend... was enough to scare him shitless. Dick's focus was on his blood stained hands that were physically shaking at that point. How could he... how could he do this? It didn't make any sense and the fact that he couldn't wrap his head around this was sending him over the edge. Minutes passed with neither one of them speaking, until finally, Roxxi spoke, breaking the silence. 'It's okay. It's okay, Dick, prego-please. Look, Dick. Look at my neck.' No, no it wasn't okay. None of this was okay and probably never would be. When Roxxi told him to look at her neck he couldn't bare to do so, but then she mentioned how she was okay and his head looked up. Low and behold, her neck was fine, there was no wound or bite mark. It was as if nothing had happened besides the blood that was stained on her neck. "H-how?" He asked, almost scared to talk to her. How was she okay? How had she healed so quickly? It didn't make sense.
None of this did.
Roxxi moved towards him, but only by a few inches, still hesitant to come much closer to him... and within reason. 'You're a vampire.' She said bluntly, not holding back at all. Dick figured as much with everything that had just transpired, with him growing literal fangs and drinking her blood. But that didn't answer the bigger question of how he became this way, but then she continued talking. 'You were taken and made into one, capisce? By the same people who made me this. Gave me the ability to shock you like that, and how I did the day we reunited. I don't - I can't tell you it isn't strange, that it isn't like a movie at times, but it's the truth. And you won't be able to stop when you see blood, because that's what vampires do.' Dick remained silent as he tried to process everything Roxxi had just told him. He was a vampire and she was... what exactly? Some sorta zapper person? Hell, he didn't know. "This is so much to process. I.. fuck, Roxxi I'm so sorry I even came here. I just didn't know where to go. I had nowhere to go and you were the first person I thought of. I should have known better, I just... fuck." Dick didn't even know what questions to ask or what to do next. If he had snapped at a few droplets of blood, then who knows what else he would snap at and lose all control. That was a sure fire way to get yourself killed and while he knew nothing about being a vampire, he knew enough to know that going into situations with no information was a good way to be killed or be captured. Two things he most certainly didn't want either one of those to happen to him or anyone he cared for.
"What do I do now?" He whispered, mostly to himself, but if Roxxi knew what he was then maybe she knew what to do next, she was always good at knowing what to do next, especially in times of crisis.
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