USER: #A30414

[eusford]

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Hi there.
I'll keep this short and sweet, cause I'm sure you guys hate to read as much as I do, I have a quick question for everyone: What's your blood type?

This isn't for some compatibility thing.
I mean I guess.
I'm just curious.

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[eusford]

[ You wanna know why... huh... ]

I've been here basically all day and I just don't feel like moving! [ Plus Guren's supposed to be here sooner or later... it's best he stay here unless he wants to start a fight immediately. ]

And it's quiet, y'know, not a lot of people here.

[osteotome]

[ Why can't a curious sword be wondering what a vampire's doing in the library? But it being quiet would help, yeah. ]

I won't yell. Let's get this figured out.

[ Time to be food. ]

[eusford]

Right, right, don't be so excited over it.

[ Crowley says as he stands up properly, sighing out (cause he's an old man) and taking large strides towards Honebami while drawing his sword. ] Now stay still. [ He's grabbing the smaller one by the wrist, pulling it towards him before laying the edge of the blade against the palm of his hand -- slowly, carefully, he draws it across flesh and stops when he notices the light red coating his blade.

That's enough.

He sheaths his sword, both thumbs now pressing into the palm of Honebami's now cut hand and causing blood to seep through the wound. Eyes focused, there's a glimmer there that reflects a vampire's basic instinct towards blood: hungry and wanting, his tongue glides across his fang before he sinks down to one knee.

With a half-lidded gaze, he brings his mouth to the sword's palm and begins to drink. ]

[osteotome]

[ Morbid curiosity's all that Honebami has in place of being able to express excitement— Mutsunokami he is not. He's calm and patient as Crowley takes his hand though. All that he really reacts to is at first in a wince as he presses down and blood pools into his palm, but you know, he drinks this stuff so the hungry look in his eyes won't bother him. A pretty chill donation.

As for the taste of a Tsukumogami's blood? Honebami is close to type AB! But... it's weird, because while it tastes like blood, but he's not human, so... it's not quite right. ]

...

[ Don't mind him as he pats Crowley on the head. It's hard to stay completely still for this, sorry bud. Even for a sword, this whole thing is a bit extra, yeah. That face... ]

[eusford]

[ It tastes human enough, despite everything. His body doesn't reject it in the way it did Dextera's, which means that it should be beneficial to him in some way; minimizing his thirst.

He squeezes his palm again, another rush of blood entering his mouth, and only pauses when he feels a hand on the top of his head. Crowley stops, lifting his chin as his eyes narrow with lips peppered with blood. ]

What are you doing?

[osteotome]

[ Distracting himself, really. Blame Crowley's hugeness, or anime hair coloring, or even that he acts differently from normal when he's being a vampire. Either way it's not a sight to expect, so some grounding where he wasn't losing blood is nice. Seeing him with a face like that... it would be a little scary, even as sword. But Honebami agreed to this and keeps his cool. ]

I can stop if you want.

[ He stills his hand, lifting it up slightly so he barely feels it now. ]

[eusford]

[ After mulling it over for a second, Crowley makes a decision: ] It's fine. I've had enough, anyway.

[ Not entirely true, but definitely not a lie. He lets go of his hand and straightens up, licking his lips of any trace of blood that remained. ]

Don't tell anyone about this, okay? [ Even if Guren learns later on... Crowley will at least have the decency to never mention Honebami by name. ]