They tried to make me go to rehab...

[bloodthirsts]

Who: Seras and Shikamaru to start, others later. Please start your own new threads if your character is visiting Shikamaru <3
When: Initially April 13th and possibly continuing over the weekend.
Where: Stoker Manor
Summary: With Eric gone Shikamaru's supply of V is gone, his addiction drives him to approach Seras for blood.
Warnings: Language, minor violence? Drug-withdrawal

[Seras has been home little over an hour from a day's shift at work when Shikamaru chooses to visit. It's a surprise but a pleasant one that he's here and she invites him down to her room, glad not to run into Alucard along the way.] Do you want a drink or anything? I can run up to the kitchen.

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[bloodthirsts]

You're not listening to me! Are you even listening to yourself?! [Seras protests, kneeling down to his level.] You're smarter than this, Shikamaru. Whatever benefits his blood gave you mine won't! Just agony and then death, then -- then living as a mindless ghoul until you're put out of your misery...

I won't allow you to do that.

[underachiever]

[He may as well be a ghoul already. It's taking all of his effort to keep himself down, but there's a rage inside him that's unlike the hatred he's felt even for his worst enemies, a blinding emotion that drowns out his reason entirely. He lets out a beastly roar, his body writhing as he struggles to keep his arms from grabbing at her. Then he bows down until his forehead touches the floor, racked with sobs. He doesn't want to hurt her - but why won't she take pity on him?]

[bloodthirsts]

[Seras stares almost helplessly for a moment, put off balance by seeing Shikamaru in such a state. She hesitates, then puts her hand on top of his head gently.]

Shika... Shika it's okay. I -- I'm going to help you through this, alright? This is like... like drug withdrawal right? We just need to wait it out.

[underachiever]

[It's exactly drug withdrawal, but it's different from how it was with heroin. He felt sick before - so sick he was sure he was dying - but he didn't feel this rage, this hunger. He slaps her hand away, snarling:]

Get away from me if you aren't going to help me!

[bloodthirsts]

I am going to help you! But not that way. I'm going to help you get past this. You don't need the blood, Shika!