Mingle time!

[wotanon]

Who: Idols and Fans
Where: Anywhere
When: 426, anytime

[ How about a bit more mingle in order to get those requests in! ]

Comments

[crossmyheartandhope]

Okay. That's... okay.

It ain't great, but we can get through some of em.

[sangreine]

That's nice of you, but no. I wasn't thrilled with hurting people when I had no choice, I'm not about to do it a hundred times because these ridiculous twits think it's funny. [ At least she showed a little emotion there. ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

I mean - you can't have all of my blood or nothing, that's overkill. But some of these ain't too bad.

When you get the grey plague, you lose yourself, dude. It's no joke.

[sangreine]

I already lost myself. [ Not talking about the greyness, here. ] Let them do what they want to me.

[crossmyheartandhope]

You lose your memories. You lose what makes you you.

...please? Let me try and help?

[sangreine]

I don't have any of my own memories to lose.

If you want to try something, try it. But I'm not doing anything with blood, I don't care what happens. [ Honestly, she'd refused so many blood requests by now that it would take weeks to make up the deficit, but she doesn't object to him attempting. Maybe he can get them to shut up at least. ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

You could lose this, right now. You could lose everything that's happened since you woke up here.

[He hesitates - reaches out to offer her a hand]

Try and remember what all they've been asking for. Okay? We can work through some of em.

[sangreine]

[ Takes his hand and uses it to stand up, automatically. ] If I do what they're asking, I'd rather forget anyway.

I get what you're doing, but all the requests were about blood. I won't do it. All the other requests I had, I already did. As soon as they saw the feed with me collapsing and needing to drink blood, that's all they want.

[crossmyheartandhope]

[He hesitates - leans in very close, to whisper in her ear:]

What if we made fake blood?

[sangreine]

[ Sighing again, because it seems to be the only way she can express any emotion. She seems to be universally terrible at getting people to understand how deeply this upsets her. ]

That wouldn't be any less a mockery of what I am.

[crossmyheartandhope]

Look, I get it. It's - it's real bad. It ain't something you wanna do.

But do you not wanna do it so much you don't ever wanna do anything again? Cause that's the last step of the grey plague. You lose your memories, and you lose yourself, and then you just go.

[sangreine]

[ Just silent for a long moment; even emotion-stunted as she is, she's clear that he doesn't want to hear her answer that question. ]

What if... I go inside? So it stops getting worse. [ If she's going to do any of those gross requests she at least needs time to think first. ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

Yeah... yeah, okay. Let's get you inside while we figure out how to get things done. Okay?

[Turning to the audience]

You guys just back off, okay? Can't you see she's in trouble? She ain't gonna be doing nothing for anyone if she ain't around to do it, so - so ask for easy stuff for a while, or just don't ask for nothing.

[The crowd subsides, muttering, but at least no more requests come for now]

[sangreine]

[ Her demeanor softens when the crowd falls into a (more or less) hush, and she starts walking toward the hotel. ]

Thanks. I didn't like all the commands, but I played along for most of it. Then they saw something that really hurt me, and decided to make it their mission to hurt me worse. [ She's fairly deadpan in tone, but her words are genuine. ]

[crossmyheartandhope]

...sorry.

That really sucks.

[sangreine]

It's not your fault... it's mine. Maybe I shouldn't let it bother me. No one else seems to think it's a big deal.

It's not even the blood drinking, it's having no control over my mind and body and not understanding why.

I tried to explain that, but it didn't help. It might have made it worse, which is pretty messed up.