Post by Murakami Kazuya on Jun 7, 2009 20:51:07 GMT -5
The snack shop was dully silent at this time, which was strange, considering how it was merely midnight at the moment. Most other Night Class students were normally active during this time, which made it all the more hard for the pureblood to believe that he was one of the few people in the shop, stopping for a break. Then again, to the Night Class, the snack shop had a notorious reputation of providing the worst-tasting food available. Day Class students surely had it easy; they were not obligated to drink blood, much less substitute authentic blood for disgusting blood tablets. Not that Kazuya knew the taste of the blood tablets, really...thus far, he had merely transferred in some time ago, and the other vampires were always willing to offer up their blood for him, so he had seen no point in going out of his way to drink school-developed liquids.
Of course, that had changed when he had heard all the talk circulating about in the Night Class... Apparently, the blood tablets were the most disgusting things any vampire could possible taste in his or her lifetime. Curiosity was one of the few things that managed to motivate Kazuya, other than his ambition. Which explained his current situation: him sitting in a quiet corner with a glass of water on the small table and a pill held loosely between two slender fingers.
Peering at the blood tablet for a moment, the pureblood shrugged and snapped it in half, pouring its contents into the cup, watching with mild interest as it entered the water, mixing slightly, before settling. Kazuya swirled his finger in the liquid to mix it further, too lazy to retrieve a proper mixing tool, before holding his finger to his lips and giving a slow, tentative lick. The taste was...strange, suffice to say. His vampire instincts nearly made him gag, but he smiled, inwardly amused by the entire situation, before lifting the glass to his lips with one hand and downing the entirety of the cup within the next few seconds.
Setting the glass down, the attractive pureblood paused for a moment, contemplating the taste. He grinned, obviously entertained, and licked his lips.
"...Hmmm? It tastes quite good."
Of course, that had changed when he had heard all the talk circulating about in the Night Class... Apparently, the blood tablets were the most disgusting things any vampire could possible taste in his or her lifetime. Curiosity was one of the few things that managed to motivate Kazuya, other than his ambition. Which explained his current situation: him sitting in a quiet corner with a glass of water on the small table and a pill held loosely between two slender fingers.
Peering at the blood tablet for a moment, the pureblood shrugged and snapped it in half, pouring its contents into the cup, watching with mild interest as it entered the water, mixing slightly, before settling. Kazuya swirled his finger in the liquid to mix it further, too lazy to retrieve a proper mixing tool, before holding his finger to his lips and giving a slow, tentative lick. The taste was...strange, suffice to say. His vampire instincts nearly made him gag, but he smiled, inwardly amused by the entire situation, before lifting the glass to his lips with one hand and downing the entirety of the cup within the next few seconds.
Setting the glass down, the attractive pureblood paused for a moment, contemplating the taste. He grinned, obviously entertained, and licked his lips.
"...Hmmm? It tastes quite good."
