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[countess_hearts]

[There's a cheerful, extremely large lounge somewhere in the Dressing Room which is full of comfortable chairs and settees. And left scattered around in that room are a number of unconscious people - but are they human people? They look strange, with Akuma characteristics. The people and the room reek of Dark Matter

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[fallforthesky]

[Know what else he doesn't need? One slightly dazed and very panicked Lenalee in the next chair over, who is just barely hyperventilating as she yanks at her anklets and also completely unaware of his presence. And she isn't having much luck, either-- touching them for any longer than a second or two ends in what is unmistakably burned skin. There are already red rings seared around her heels. She glances up sharply once he stirs, wrenching her hands back with another hiss, and god, he... why does he...]

[Oh, please, no. No.]

[Weakly:] Kanda.

[fallforthesky]

[That helps, actually. As long as she doesn't stand, at least. She watches him, still panting, digging her nails (claws?) into the armrests harder and harder with every line of red to imprint itself on his hands as he works.] Why is this happening?

[regeneratory]

[Kanda doesn't answer at first, instead just watching the burns on his hands heal. He was scared to admit what he thought it was, but he couldn't think of anything else that would have such an adverse reaction--and a hatred for--Innocence. Or the pounding in the back of his head he hasn't quite identified as blood lust, or the markings on his body.]

I think... I think we're Akuma. [If that's even what Lenalee was asking about.]

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[fallforthesky]

[The air is practically rank with the stench of it. Burned skin and Innocence. It's not the Dark Matter that reeks to her, because it's now more a part of her body than her Boots. At least the Matter isn't tearing her open. Very slowly, her breathing begins to wind down.]

[fallforthesky]

[And then Lenalee's pulling on a disgustingly bitter smile.]

Oh, of course.

[Of course.]

[regeneratory]

[Buries his face in his hands as he tries to come to some sort of terms with this. Just enough that he can deal with it, but it's hard. He's scared, honestly, of the new instincts reeling in him and of what this could do to him and Alma.]

Damn it. Damn it!

[fallforthesky]

[The only emotions she can really muster to feel are nausea and disgust, and both of them are compounding on the other, winding her up until she feels like snapping-- like going to play. Her teeth are gritted against the urge as she watches Kanda hide his face away; gaze just short of slitted. Seeing him so defeated looking slips just enough fear into the mix that she eventually moves as if to try and hold him, but that jostles his gloves and the slow burn resumes. Wails and claws at the gloves until they're back in place. This is... so fucking hopeless.]

[In a bland sort of tone:] We need to go.

[regeneratory]

[Snaps back up when he hears she's in pain and reaches to help her get them back into place.

They did need to go, but where? And what were they supposed to do after they left? Purses his lips, pausing.] Can you move?

[fallforthesky]

[Shaking. Badly.] I have to, don't I?

[That's what the voice said, after all.]

[regeneratory]

[The voice can fuck itself as far as he's concerned.] Try and stand.

[fallforthesky]

[We'll see how long sanity can hold out against the steady drum of bloodlust. She gives him a faltering nod, but it's safe to say that if she weren't already ash-pale, she'd be going white at the mere idea of getting up. Nothing for it, though. Staggers up all at once, practically snarling. Singe. There are those the gutter-filthy words again.]

[regeneratory]

[Also stands and reaches to support her, waiting a moment to gauge the amount of pain she's in before moving to push her back down.] I'll get something better to cover that with.

[fallforthesky]

[Drops like a rock, whimpering and pulling at her hair to keep from pulling at the Innocence instead.]

It's just so hateful, Kanda...

[The words come out without even a beat of hesitation. And that should scare her more than it does.]

[regeneratory]

... I know. [Turns to run out of the room and find something to cover her legs with.]