voicetesting!
[You are in a jamjar! It's pretty okay as jamjars go - every now and then there is a Forced Social Interaction, but it's not a horror game or whatnot.
Today a very tall (very tall) teenage girl has asked you to speak to her in private. Once you're alone:]
I love you.
[You have literally never spoken to this girl before this.]
Today a very tall (very tall) teenage girl has asked you to speak to her in private. Once you're alone:]
I love you.
[You have literally never spoken to this girl before this.]

no subject
[ yeah, she can't do yobisute. feels weird. ]
Huh? It's- it's way higher than that! [ she was expecting some cool vampire guess, even with the girl not knowing exactly what she is. not... a mostly accurate guess. ] Not even close! Bzzzt!
no subject
[Even if she were hypothetically like a hundred.]
no subject
[ she's not gonna be scared off, huh? guess that leaves option two. nazuna sighs, heading to the balcony door of the room lira's asked to speak to her in and opening it. ]
Well... fine. You know what? I'll tell you some things about myself. We'll talk it out. And if you're still convinced you luh- [ she stumbles on the word, flushing a bit before she composes herself. ] -if you're still convinced your feelings are real, I'll put them to the test.
[ she steps outside, onto the balcony, clearly expecting lira to follow. and then, as if it were perfectly natural, she hoists herself up onto the guard rail. ]
Lira-chan, what does the night mean to you?
no subject
The night... The night is beautiful. The stars in the sky are so pretty. ...But it's a little lonely, too.
no subject
[ she stands at her full, not particularly impressive height, without a single fear in the world. she turns on the ball of one foot, facing lira directly. and then she holds out her hand. ]
Come on up. If you're gonna say you love me, you should at least know what the night means to me.
no subject
Lira takes Nazuna's hand, not entirely sure what she's expecting but knowing it's going to make her heart race.]
no subject
Hold on tight, missy.
[ -and nazuna leaps.
it's not that large of a jump for her - just a few stories up, five or six at most. but for lira, it's probably the fastest she's ever moved in the open air, and certainly the fastest she's ever moved vertically. like this, with the wind ripping around them and the ambient sound of the city moving beneath them - genuinely moving, cars and trains shifting in pitch as nazuna goes past - it's hard to remember they were just in a normal room. ]
So? [ she leans in to say it, grin spreading wide. ] Is this the night you remember?
no subject
[Lira's definitely clinging, arms around Nazuna's neck. They should be falling, but instead they're flying upwards - it can't be called jumping when it's this far, right?]
So high up! How-?
no subject
[ a little swing of one leg, a little angular momentum... and just like that, they're upside down. nazuna doesn't even change her grip, past holding on that little bit tighter. after a few moments of upside-down teasing, a few moments of nazuna laughing with soft exhilaration, she flips back upright, and like that they glide easily - only slowing down to a more reasonable speed as the air buffets away the initial speed of the jump. ]
So? There's a girl named Nazuna you like, right? [ she leans in, whispering directly into lira's ear. ] Could your Nazuna-chan do things like this too?
no subject
Breathlessly:] Nazuna-chan can do anything.
[She is more in love than she has ever been, surely.]
no subject
(and maybe, just a little, she's trying to show her the night. the time, the place, the mood she calls home. is that so wrong?)
they light down onto a rooftop. nazuna lands with an almost ethereal grace, with no more jolt to lira than if they'd been walking down a small staircase. and then, with that same odd expression, she sets lira down onto her feet. ]
You really are an odd one, aren't you. [ it's not meant to condemn, for once. there's a genuine sort of curiosity to her voice. ] That doesn't make you want to run away?
no subject
No. I want to know everything there is to know about you. Nothing about you could scare me.
no subject
it's a stupid thing to get caught up on. it's a weakness and a regret she'd rather not think about. and maybe that's why a single flicker of something plants itself in her brain. not love, not even a crush. just...
would it be so bad to have another friend? ]
Nazuna Nanakusa. [ she finally manages to get it out, with her tongue tied after that little profession. ] I don't know exactly how old I am. [ not a lie. ] I'm a vampire. Fangs and all, the real deal.
[ she reaches up, tugging her lip back to prove it. those... sure are some wicked fangs, huh. ]
Hey, uh... Listen. [ she sounds uncharacteristically serious. ] What you're feeling isn't love. It's just... [ lust, she nearly says before correcting herself. this girl doesn't seem like that sort of girl, after all. ] It's infatuation. You know? A crush. And...
[ ... ]
And that's probably a good thing. [ she finishes, a bit lamely. ] When a vampire feeds on someone that... y'know, meets certain criteria... [ she gestures to lira. ] If it's love, then they turn too. That's how we're born.
[ well. most of them. but there's no need to tell her about that just yet. ]
no subject
The insistence that she's only experiencing a crush makes Lira frown.]
If you bite me, and I turn, that'll prove that it's real love, right? So bite me.
no subject
[ take a breath, nazuna. deep breaths. ]
-if you're right, then you're gonna turn into a freaking vampire! Have you given any thought to that? What are you gonna tell people? What about your parents?!
[ it's not that she cares, too much. it's just that, well... even if it's to prove a point, she doesn't want this girl's life to be ruined. ]
no subject
[Obviously? What else would she say to them.]
no subject
[ oh, jeez. she's getting genuinely pissed about all of this. it's not love, and she knows that, so it's fine, it's just - if it is, you know? then... then she'll...
she blocks it out of her mind. fine. this girl wants to play like that, she'll play back. ]
Fine! I'm not gonna turn you. But. [ she straightens up, shoving her hands into her pockets irritably. ] I haven't eaten since we got here a few weeks ago, and I'm freaking hungry. So I'll take a bite, and- and whatever happens, that's on you!
[ it won't happen. it'll be fine. she's... she's sure of it. ]
Still sound like such a good idea now?
no subject
[She tugs down the collar on her dress. She knows enough about vampires to know that they bite people's necks, and the rest - she'll learn as she goes, right?]
no subject
[ huh. nazuna's frozen in place again... though her expression's very different than the last time. ]
That's sort of a lewd pose, you know...?
no subject
[This is the girl who answered Nazuna's question of 'did you not come yet?' with 'he didn't come' before.]
no subject
fine, then. nazuna won't turn down the offer if lira's paying. she chuckles, finally letting her shoulders relax as she says: ]
Isn't that a dumb question?
[ she has to stretch up on her tippy toes to even reach lira's neck. the girl's a giant, plain and simple; she can barely make it up to the point she wants to reach, even stretching as far as she can. but she still takes a bit of extra time to murmur against the other girl's skin: ]
Who wouldn't get a little excited, seeing a cute girl pose for them?
[ her fingers run along lira's cheek and jaw. and just like that, nazuna whispers a quick itadakimasu-
and digs in. ]
no subject
Then Nazuna sinks her teeth in, and - well, it does hurt. She expected at - those teeth are sharp. But on top of the pain is the pleasure that comes from a beautiful woman feeding from her.]
Ahh...
[She's kissed before, with boys who were a little bolder than the rest, but it didn't feel like this. Nothing feels quite like this, and she finds herself needing to hold onto Nazuna to keep herself standing.]
no subject
and then the blood hits her tongue, flavor and feeling and finally all at once, and all conscious thought leaves.
she tastes good. she tastes really good. good's not even the right word. this is... ecstatic. addictive. absolutely, positively, unbelievably good. lira gasps a tiny bit at the bite, and then she moans, and little bits of the girl's emotions and thoughts start to drift into the taste.
satisfaction-
release-
love-
hurts-
feels weird-
love-
feels good-
love-
love-
nazuna should stop. she needs to stop. she's taken too much already - like this, lira's already gonna need to sit down for a bit. hell, nazuna is gonna need to sit down for a bit. it's just...
it's just that if she stops, she can't taste this anymore. she can't taste lira. she can't taste the girl that's making her vision starry and her hearing overload and her mind go blank, and the thought of losing that taste, the feelings, the companionship- it makes her whimper into lira's beautiful, smooth, bloody skin. lira grabs onto her, trying to keep steady, and nazuna follows suit - one hand on the girl's shoulder, one hand reaching up to grab none-too-gently at the back of lira's hair.
she wants more. she wants to keep going until there's nothing left. she wants all of lira for herself.
is that so wrong? ]
no subject
She's lightheaded and her knees buckle, sinking down with her back against the wall. Nazuna comes with her, still drinking. Every drop of her blood that passes between Nazuna's lips is part of Lira becoming part of Nazuna. It's intimate in a way that nothing else could possibly be.]
Nazuna, Nazuna, Nazuna...
no subject
is this what it feels like? finding someone that really, truly loves you?
she'd thought kyouko might have liked her, once. but her blood had just been coppery, tangy, a bit of rust in the aftertaste. even kou's blood, tasty as it is, doesn't really hold up to this. lira's blood is sweet - sweet like cake and pastries and candy. sweet like she thought she'd outgrown years ago. (she was wrong, clearly. how could she ever outgrow this?)
slowly, the flow eases. it's time to stop, and she knows it. with a great and palpable regret, she pulls up and off the other girl's shoulder with a loud and wet pop. and looking down, she can see...
she doesn't look down. she already knows what she's going to see, after all: there's no blood left on lira's neck. even the hideous purple welt from her feverish sucking, the bite marks are probably fading away by now, already knitting themselves back into that perfectly smooth skin. as long as she doesn't look, there's a chance it's not real - a chance that lira will be able to go home tonight, the same as always. instead, she keeps her eyes focused on lira's face. her downturned eyes, her lashes, her soft lips...
she's not exactly sure why she moves in for a kiss. still, it's not like there's anything wrong with it, right? friends kiss each other. masters and servants... they probably kiss each other too. when she pulls away, she murmurs between shaky breaths: ]
...sorry. [ for doubting her? for turning her? for going too far? for stealing a kiss? who even knows, at this point. ] How is... How are you feeling?
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)
(no subject)