03 - Locked to herotherhalf and stillshinigami

[stoicperfection]

That morning after checking in with Duo, he decided to make his way to the crane.  Now that they had decided to do something about Harth, he took it upon himself to look about the castle and see if there was some suitable place to use as containment. Duo had pointed out that they couldn't kill the vampire, not unless they wanted him to return as a shadow, so restraining him seemed to be the best option available to them. If it could be farther away from the other residents, the better. After what happened to Toph and Haku, they couldn't run the chance of anyone else getting close enough to him to get hurt.

By the time it was noon he finally arrived to the old bridge. It was raining, the first time since arriving to the Castle, and it was in heavy sheets that completely soaked everything. The walkway was nothing but one huge puddle and once glance up at the sky told him it wasn't going to stop anytime soon. There was no choice but to cross then.

Heero ran across the old bridge, trying to shorten the amount of time spent in the rain, to make his way to the Pigeon Room. Unfortunately the rain was so heavy he was completely soaked by the time he crossed and ended back inside. It wasn't really much better in here either. A hole in the ceiling allowed some of the water to blow in, making things damp and just a little unpleasant.

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[stoicperfection]

Heero took the knife from Harth and held his other hand out in front of him. He ran the blade over the palm of his hand, cutting just deep enough to draw blood before looking to Harth for his next set of directions.

[herotherhalf]

"The type of magic I employ is based on equal exchange. You want to heal a wound like that?" He produces a flower, still alive and strong picked from the outdoors.

"You want to produce an effect you have to offer something in exchange. Life force equal to what you want. Repeat what I say." He places the flower on top of the bleeding wound.

"Old ones, take this; my offering. Life from Earth to mend the flesh and restore strength." It wasn't english, not the words, but that was roughly the english translation. He spoke slow and methodical so that Heero could memorize the words.

"You'll need to find more living things to restore the blood to the boys so you can feed from them continuously. Use the pigeons and birds. They're plentiful enough."

[stoicperfection]

Everything that Harth tells him he committed to memory, including the bit about the birds. Those, he knew, would have to be used for when he drained one of the two Duos. It would be a waste unless one of the managed to injure him seriously enough.

"Old ones, take this; my offering. Life from Earth to mend the flesh and restore strength." He repeated once Harth finished, making sure all his words were accurate and watched closely as the skin on his hand healed completely, the flower withered away to nothing. He clenched his hand a few times, flexing the newly healed skin and looked quite satisfied.

[herotherhalf]

"Good." Harth smiled widely, standing up from the boy as he nodded to the door. "Your combat ability and your new found strength will do you well. They don't have access to holy water, but crosses, sunlight, wooden stakes. All in abundance here." He added, still beaming. Heero was just, glowing. Like a newborn baby.

He was proud of this one, more than any before.

"Go. Do whatever is necessary."

[stoicperfection]

He gave his hand one more look over before he stood. If his abilities were exactly as his sire's, and he figured they would be, avoiding all those things would be easy. After all, he did retain all training knowledge he had. This would make him far more deadly than before.

The smile on Harth's face made him smile himself, just a bit. He hadn't done a single thing yet, besides the spell, and already his sire was so happy.

He left the circle and then the room all together, back into the Pigeon Room before heading back towards the common one.